Sophia was struggling whilst she went on with her ranting, but none of what she did got to him. All he did was lower his gaze to look at her with a stern expression, while Sophia was eventually tired out by her own futile struggles. Panting, she asked, “John, are you crazy?”
It wasn’t after staring at her for some time that John said, “I would say the same of you.”
What he said startled her, but she soon began lashing out at him again. “Not only did you come to my house just to scare me, you even mocked me! Are you crazy? How I have been doing has nothing to do with you! Get off me right now! You’re suffocating me! You—”
Her words were cut short as John kissed her on the lips, which left her dumbfounded. After all the ruckus, she was already short of breath, which was only further intensified by the kiss that stunned her. However, John didn’t linger for long as he propped himself up after a few seconds before saying, “I sure don’t see what’s so good about you.”
Sophia’s eyes widened as soon as she heard what he said, before assaulting him once again with punches and kicks. “You pervert! Get out of my house! F*cking get out, you rascal!”
With that, John let go of her before flipping himself over to sit on the side of the bed while caressing his lips. Despite her exhaustion, Sophia shot up from where she lay on bed after some rest, then pounced on John once again, during which she managed to tackle him as she caught him by surprise.
After that, Sophia sat on him while choking him. “F*ck you! I’ll make sure you won’t live to see another day! I’ll f*cking kill you!” However, she didn’t even pose a threat to him as there wasn’t much force behind her choke, so John ignored her hands altogether, opting instead to hold onto her waist. He knew full well where her weak spot was, so with minor movements of his hands, he had Sophia falling over while laughing uncontrollably.
Due to how ticklish she was, Sophia couldn’t stand anybody touching her waist. She fell over to the side, then shrunk away from John before putting up a tough front once again. “What are you doing in my house during this time of the day?”
John stood up while tidying his clothes. “I came to get some proof.” However, he didn’t tell her what he was trying to prove, as all he did was tell her, “You need to remember to lock your windows from inside, as anybody with some skills could enter your room if you don’t.”
Meanwhile, Sophia glanced at the balcony while she said, “This is the second floor.”
John turned to observe her with a stern look on his face as usual, but his eyes began moving downward after a few seconds, until it finally reached her lips. The way he gazed upon her reminded Sophia of their recent kiss, which didn’t exactly feel like a kiss, as it was different from the kisses they used to share.
However, it only led to her putting on a wary frown on her face. “Why are you still here? You should be leaving now.”
John averted his gaze before heaving a sigh. “Yeah, right away.” After having said so, he turned to leave without another word. Sophia quickly looked out of the window, only to see that his car wasn’t parked near her house. So he hid it somewhere else, as he knew I would have my guard up if I saw his car when I got back.
On his way out, John locked the doors and switched the lights off downstairs, whereas Sophia turned to sit down by the bed to even out her breathing due to how vexed she was feeling. In the end, John didn’t tell her why he came in the first place. He must be crazy, Sophia thought to herself. Her mood was trashed after his visit, so she cursed under her breath while taking a shower, then went straight to bed without even putting on a facial mask.
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