Heartstrings on Fire (Agnes and Jared)

Chapter 153

Jared’s eyebrows twitched slightly This was Agnes’s second time today making the first move to kiss hi m

After the kiss, she didn’t dare to meet his eyes, obviously shy

Agnes was also feeling a bit embarrassed. Did she come on loo strong? Plus, Jared’s deep gaze didn’t give away his true feelings. Would he dislike her for being so forward? Feeling awkward, Agnes forced a smile, slowly moving down to escape his light hold

Just as she was about to break free, she was suddenly scooped up by Jared.

This was different from his usual hugs. He was holding her around the waist, placing her back against t he bookshelf.

Startled, Agnes instinctively tightened her legs around his waist. Jared, in turn, held her up, supporting her bottom with his hands.

Their current position was highly suggestive, and they were so close they could almost hear each other ’s heartbeat.

Their bodies were almost completely pressed against each other, while Agnes could distinctly feel the h eat from a certain part of his body. Her face turned as red as a beet. Before she could react, Jared was kissing her again.

A passionate kiss…

And soon they were tangled up in the sheets.

Just as things were heating up, they heard a knock on the door. Agnes immediately tensed up, pushing Jared away, but the man lost in the moment refused to stop.

It felt like her soul was on fire, as if she was floating on cloud nine. But the ever– loudening knock on the door brought her back to reality.

She had always been a good girl, never having experienced such indulgence, yet in such a thrilling situ ation, she reached the peak…

Everything else seemed to disappear, as if she was floating on a calm lake. The warm water enveloped her, like lying in her mother’s arms gazing at the stars as a child.

Calm and blissful.

Jared watched her, dazed beneath him. He stroked her hair, gently kissed her forehead.

He stared at Agnes’s flushed face, not wanting to miss any slight change in her expression.

By the time he emerged from the room, half an hour had passed. Agnes had already taken a shower, changed into fresh clothes, and sobered up. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

But her face was still flushed, like the evening glow.

The one knocking was the butler. He had come three times during that period.

The first time, Alyssa asked them to join her in the living room for some fruit. The second time, the parents wanted to have a talk with Jared in the study. The third time, the guests of the Whitfield family were ready to leave

When Preston left, Agnes and Jared finally came downstairs.

Alyssa said, “What have you two been doing in the room that you took so long to come down?”

Agnes immediately blushed, giving Jared a surreptitious pinch.

But Jared remained calm and simply replied, “There was some urgent business to attend to, so we wer e delayed a bit.”

Alyssa grumbled, “You’re just like your father, such a workaholic. Can you ever earn all the money in th e world?”

Preston, however, said, “Jared is young and ambitious, that’s a good thing.”

Agnes thought to herself. He was indeed a seasoned businessman, decisive and cunning. His lying skil ls were top–notch

Beatrice gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, because she saw the obvious hickey on Agnes’s neck.

Clearly, they had just been doing something in the room.