Drenched in Love novel Chapter 114

Stephen's eyes sank suddenly, and his lips were pursed into a straight line.

He didn’t know it was from when he couldn’t bear seeing Sophia biting her lip. As long as she bit her lip...

Stephen breathed slowly, trying to suppress his emotions.

A look of panic flashed in Sophia's eyes. She wanted to escape subconsciously. As soon as she stepped out, Stephen stopped her and squeezed her between him and the table.

His breaths became rapid, and his chest rose and fell. When he inhaled, his body pressed her tighter. When he exhaled, there was a narrow gap between them. His breaths seemed like a lover's teasing, making Sophia bewildered.

Sophia panicked and pushed Stephen away to escape. Stephen raised his hand and grabbed her wrist. Sophia's body fell lightly into his arms that were still a bit cool.

Before Sophia could stand firmly, Stephen held her head and kissed her fiercely.

Now that he had decided to seduce her, he didn’t want to suppress his body anymore.

He was taking revenge in a new way.

As he kissed her, Stephen told himself again and again.

The pain in her lips made Sophia sober, so she struggled with her arms hard, but still couldn't shake Stephen off.

After a long and deep kiss, Stephen let her go.

Sophia leaned weakly on Stephen's arms and took a few breaths before she realized what was going on. She grabbed Stephen's arms to stand up, trying to escape. However, Stephen stretched out his hand to catch her back, and trapped her in his arms.

They were so close to each other that even their breaths entangled.

Sophia quivered her red lips and asked, "Stephen, what on earth do you want to do?"

Stephen laughed suddenly, and the arms around Sophia's waist kept tightening, pressing her body tightly against him.

He looked at Sophia, and lowered his head slowly. The gentleness in his eyes could almost make people drown: "You say, what am I going to do?"

When he was talking, Sophia’s sensitive ears could feel his breath, and she couldn’t help trembling.

His arms tightened and tightened, and there was almost no space between them: "I want to kill you with a pie!"

Sophia remembered the "Pie Theory" she had told Hazel before, and Stephen had heard her at that time.

Stephen let her go, and took a step back to get away from her. There were still charming smiles on the corners of his mouth, and gentleness in his eyes like a lover: "How do you think?"

It was so hot that she kept the window open at night. The wind blew in from the window, blowing off the manuscript to fall on her bare arms.

Looking at the wide-open door and the room in which she was alone, Sophia felt in a trance that winter had come.