Sophie Sullivan pulled away his hand that was pinching her cheek and forcefully pushed it away. Her eyes were cold and clear. She glared at him unflinchingly. "Tell me, when did you take those photos?"
She hadn't noticed at all that she had been photographed.
Wouldn't these photos become the most advantageous weapon Thomas Shannon could use to threaten her in the future?
No, she couldn't be passive and at his mercy anymore.
She had to destroy all the photos, all of them!
Thomas Shannon, with a sweep of his long arm, pulled her onto his lap. One hand circled her soft waist, the other firmly grasped her chin. "Guess."
"Thomas Shannon, you're shameless!"
"Hmm."
"Bastard!"
"Hmm."
"Beast!"
"Hmm."
Sophie Sullivan's anger made her chest heave. "Why do you agree with everything?!"
Thomas Shannon lifted his eyelids, his black eyes inscrutable. "I'm just agreeing with you. Haven't you noticed?"
Sophie Sullivan: "..."
