Heartstrings On Fire

Chapter 717

Agnes had just about given up by the end of it all.

She was twirling in rhythm with Jared’s movements.

Music seemed to be wafting around their ears.

Couples were dancing and kissing all around them.

Perhaps it was the cover of darkness that masked her discomfort and shyness.

Or maybe it was the fact that everyone else was kissing, that not participating would make her the odd one out.

In the end, Agnes stopped resisting, even forgetting to push him away.

She even began to enjoy it.

Jared still smelled as familiar as ever.

His scent was clean and sharp, like an infoxicating whiff of fresh lavender.

Agnes wasn’t sure if it was due to lack of oxygen, or perhaps she was dizzy from all the dancing, her mind seemed to be blank.

She felt as if she was lying in a vast field of flowers in Provence.

scorching, warming

didn’t know how much time

and the lights in the grand hall

came back to her

still

bodies were

slightly, then Jared reluctantly parted from her

was simply divine.

that night, Jared admitted, he had been reminiscing non–stop, every minute, every

matter what Agnes looked like in front of him.

up in fiery red or looking natural and innocent, she always managed to steal his attention, making him want to get closer, yearning for a

moment, her cheeks were

due to

skin was as tender as a

kind to her, leaving no traces on her

like a sixteen–year–old

glaring at Jared with

by worldly desires, carrying a misty aura reminiscent of a rainy

sight of her looking at him with a hint of anger could even be considered seductive

her chest

involuntarily shifted

she covered her chest with

eyebrow, “What are you hiding? I’ve seen it all that night.