I Ran From My Psycho Step-brother Straight Into The Alpha's Lap novel Chapter 50

**When Night Grows Softer Hope Returns To Lead Us by Asa Rowan Finn**

“I really don’t know,” Sophie replied, a hint of uncertainty lacing her voice. “All I know is that I need to be ready to head out by seven tonight. The rest of the day, though, I’m completely free.”

Madison raised an eyebrow, her expression reflecting a mix of curiosity and disapproval. “So, you’re going out with Kevin again?” she asked, her tone suggesting she wasn’t too thrilled about the idea.

Sophie tilted her head, puzzled. “What’s wrong with Kevin?” she inquired, genuinely intrigued by her friend’s reaction.

Madison shrugged nonchalantly, her lips pursing slightly. “He’s just not the right fit for you,” she declared, her voice firm yet casual.

Sophie frowned, feeling a bit defensive. “I’m not entirely sure what that means. But tonight, I’m actually going out with Torin,” she corrected, a spark of excitement igniting in her chest.

Madison’s eyes widened, and she let out a high-pitched squeal. “Really? Torin? That’s amazing!”

Sophie raised an eyebrow, surprised by her friend’s enthusiasm. “So, it’s okay for me to go out with Torin, but not Kevin?” she asked, trying to understand the sudden shift in Madison’s attitude.

“Exactly!” Madison affirmed, a grin spreading across her face. “We have so much to do before your big night!” With that, she grabbed her phone and dialed a number, her fingers flying over the screen. A few moments later, she hung up, her excitement palpable. “Okay, first things first, we need to fit in your training for the day, and then we’ll hit the road.”

Sophie’s heart raced with a mix of anticipation and trepidation. “Where are we going?” she asked cautiously, a hint of wariness creeping into her voice.

“We’re getting you date-ready!” Madison called out over her shoulder as she bounded up the stairs, her energy infectious.

“I have a feeling I’m not going to like this,” Sophie muttered, her voice trailing off as Madison disappeared into her room.

With a resigned sigh, Sophie made her way to her own room to change into workout clothes. Two hours later, she trudged back upstairs, feeling the weight of exhaustion settle on her shoulders. Just as she stepped into the hallway, Madison’s voice rang out, “We’re leaving in five!”

Sophie hurriedly threw on her clothes, snatched her purse, and grabbed her coat. She felt a knot of anxiety in her stomach, unsure of what Madison had planned for her.

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The day unfolded in a whirlwind of activity, just as Sophie had anticipated. First, Madison whisked her off to the hair salon, where her favorite stylist had graciously squeezed her into the schedule, thanks to Madison’s insistence that it was an emergency. They moved on to manicures and pedicures, which Sophie had initially thought was unnecessary but soon found herself enjoying.

Next, they ventured to Madison’s favorite boutique, where Sophie protested that she didn’t need a new dress. “I have nothing that will work for tonight,” Madison insisted, her determination unyielding.

When they finally returned home, Sophie hoped for a moment of respite, but Madison had other plans. “We’re just getting started!” she exclaimed, ushering Sophie into the bathroom. She instructed her to shower and shave while maintaining the integrity of her blowout. After that, Madison meticulously applied Sophie’s makeup and touched up her hair, transforming her into someone unrecognizable.

As the clock ticked closer to seven, Sophie felt the weight of exhaustion pressing heavily on her. “Are you ready to see the final product?” Madison asked, her excitement bubbling over.

Sophie nodded, her heart racing. Madison took her hand and led her into her room, where a large mirror awaited. “Close your eyes,” she instructed. Sophie complied, anticipation coursing through her veins. “Okay, you can look now.”

Sophie opened her eyes and gasped at her reflection. She hardly recognized the person staring back at her. The stylist had trimmed several inches off her long hair, layering it and adding delicate blonde highlights that danced in the light. The blowout had given her hair an enviable shine that she had never experienced before.

“It looks really good,” he complimented, his tone genuine. “Are you ready?”

Sophie took another deep breath, feeling a surge of confidence. “Yes,” she affirmed, her voice stronger now.

With a gentle touch, Torin wrapped his hand around her elbow, guiding her out of the house. As they stepped into the living room, a chorus of whistles and playful catcalls erupted from the guys. Sophie’s cheeks flushed crimson, while Torin shot them an annoyed look. Liam chimed in from the back, “If he doesn’t treat you well, give me a chance!”

Sophie chuckled, and Torin growled playfully in response. They finally made their way outside, where Torin led her down the steps toward an impressive car parked in the driveway. Sophie stopped in her tracks, her eyes widening as she took in the sleek, luxurious vehicle. “What kind of car is that?” she asked, her curiosity piqued.

“A Bugatti,” Torin replied with a casual shrug, as if it were just an everyday occurrence.

Sophie mentally noted to look it up later; she had no doubt it was worth a fortune. Torin opened the door for her, and Sophie awkwardly climbed into the low-sitting car, feeling a mix of excitement and apprehension. The interior was immaculate, just as one would expect from such an expensive vehicle. Torin slid in effortlessly beside her, and she couldn’t help but admire how smoothly he maneuvered his larger frame into the seat.

“No Max tonight?” Sophie asked, trying to break the ice.

Torin shook his head. “Nope. Just you and me,” he said, glancing over at her with a warm smile. “You ready?”

Sophie took another deep breath, feeling the thrill of the evening wash over her. “Yes,” she replied, her heart racing with anticipation.

As Torin pulled out onto the road, Sophie couldn’t help but wonder what the night had in store for them.