Heartstrings on Fire novel Chapter 999

Agnes was utterly flummoxed. It was as if she hadn't quite woken up from a dream. Jared had commandeered her every breath in a domineering kiss. The more she squirmed, the tighter his grip became. In a final act of defiance, Agnes bit down hard on Jared's tongue. Only then did she see a flicker of lucidity in his hazy eyes. The desire in Jared's gaze slowly dissipated, and he released her.

Agnes shoved him away with all her might, scrambling up until her back hit the corner of the room. Her clothes were a crumpled mess. Quickly turning her back, she attempted to straighten them out as best as she could. When she faced him again, Jared was just sitting there, watching her. Despite the early hour, he still radiated an aura charged with pheromones. Yet, his eyes held a trace of dissatisfaction and silent reproach, as if accusing her of unjustly ascribing to him a lascivious nature.

Once she was decent, Agnes got out of bed and warned, "Jared, I'm telling you, if you pull something like this again, I'm calling the cops for sexual harassment."

Jared wore a look of wounded innocence. "I thought I was dreaming. How was I to know it was real?"

"You're full of excuses," Agnes retorted, not buying his story for a second.

"I'm not making excuses. It's just... these dreams happen often, and I got confused for a moment," Jared said, his shamelessness making the excuse sound almost plausible.

Agnes was livid. "You're not allowed to have those kinds of dreams," she seethed, shocked that they were a regular occurrence for him.