"Huh?" Sophie's eyes widened at how fast he moved and her heart pounded hard.
She looked at her reflection in the dresser and saw how close the nobleman was and it made her all the more on guard.
Her voice was hoarse and laced with worry when she spoke. "Pardon me, Lord Romanov, I am unsure of what you are referring to."
Nervously, Sophie licked her lips. The sight of it in the mirror was taunting and looked seductive that it affected Leland. A part of him actually liked seeing her be this way around him, a little nervous and on her toes.
He was tempted to come closer to her, tugged her chin, and kissed her luscious red lips. At first, he just wanted to keep his promise to Anne Hansley to protect Sophie, and he had made it his life goal after he found out about Jack's and Anne's deaths.
