Chapter 250
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Chapter 250:
“The Pentagon has a critical situation,” Jarrod announced, his voice scraping like sandpaper. “I have to leave. I will be gone all night.”
A tiny, involuntary spark of profound relief flashed in Caroline’s gray eyes.
She had survived. The JSOC call was her lifeline.
That microscopic flash of relief did not escape Jarrod’s hyper-vigilant radar.
His face darkened instantly. A storm of possessive fury gathered in his eyes.
Jarrod lunged forward across the mattress.
His large hand clamped around Caroline’s left ankle like a steel trap. He pulled his arm back, dragging her effortlessly across the smooth silk sheets.
“Ah!” Caroline cried out.
She dug her fingernails into the mattress, trying to stop her momentum. It was useless.
Jarrod hauled her right to the edge of the bed. He wrapped his thick arm around her narrow waist, locking her flush against his chest.
𝖱𝗲cоm𝗺𝖾n𝗱 𝘨𝗮𝘭𝗇𝗼v𝖾𝘭𝗌.𝘤o𝘮 𝘁o y𝘰u𝗋 f𝗿𝘪еn𝖽ѕ
He looked down at her. His eyes narrowed into dangerous slits.
“Do not think you escaped,” Jarrod warned, his voice a dark, vibrating threat.
He reached up and pinched her chin between his thumb and forefinger, forcing her head up, making her look directly into his eyes.
“Kiss me goodbye,” Jarrod commanded. It was not a request. It was an absolute order.
Caroline clamped her lips shut. She stared at him, using silence to reject his demand. She did not want to feed his volatile ego.
Jarrod let out a cruel, mocking laugh.
“If you don’t open your mouth right now,” Jarrod whispered, his thumb pressing harder into her jaw, “I will let the extraction chopper idle on the roof for another thirty minutes. I will take my time right here.”
A cold shiver of defeat ran down Caroline’s spine.
He was reckless enough to risk military discipline just to break her defiance.
Caroline closed her eyes and swallowed her pride.
She tilted her head up and pressed her lips softly against his hard, unyielding mouth, then tried to pull away immediately.
Jarrod’s hand moved to the back of her head. He tangled his fingers in her hair and held her in place.
He deepened the kiss, biting down on her lower lip.
Caroline gasped at the sharp sting. He used the opening to invade her mouth, tasting her deeply, leaving a sharp, metallic taste of blood on her tongue. It was a brutal, territorial branding.
Jarrod finally pulled back.
He looked at her swollen, red lips. A dark, satisfied gleam appeared in his eyes.
He stood up and smoothed down the front of his dark shirt, instantly transforming back into the untouchable Colonel.
“Stay in this apartment,” Jarrod ordered coldly. “Do not move.”
He turned around and marched out of the bedroom. His heavy boots hit the hardwood floor.
Caroline sat alone on the massive bed. She touched her bleeding lip and took a deep, shaky breath, listening to the silence of her luxurious cage.
The heavy footsteps echoed down the hallway.
Caroline sat up on the edge of the bed. She pulled her knees to her chest and kept her eyes locked on the bedroom door, her ears straining to catch every sound.
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