Chapter Seven
With the door slamming shut forcefully, he tossed her onto the bed. Sofia Hamilton landed sitting down on the plush, round bed, unprepared. Before she could even get up, he had already pounced on her!
His arms propped on either side of her, transferring all his weight onto her.
The domineering scent of him was overpowering, the usual mint fragrance from his body was refreshingly dangerous, just like the vibes he gave off!
Sofia's heart started racing, a sense of nervousness coming from nowhere; she held her breath as she glared at him.
"What are you doing!"
Sofia admitted, she was afraid.
Because she simply couldn't figure out this man, his thoughts, what he wanted to do, all beyond her guesses...
Her voice was tense, like a string stretched to its limit.
"Why didn't you come last night?"
His voice was deep, his dark eyes fixed on her small face.
In the years without him, she had seemingly become more enchanting...
Especially with today's dress...
