Sophie Sullivan, if you take this seriously, you lose!
She snorted coldly and turned to leave.
Behind her, the man's voice, chilly but tinged with huskiness, spoke, "Can't you feel my kindness toward you?"
Sophie Sullivan stopped. "Are you talking about the things you've planned?"
Thomas Shannon sighed deeply. He stepped forward and hugged her from behind. The small woman in his embrace struggled like a wild bull in the Arena.
It took some effort to hold her still.
Thomas Shannon tilted his head and gave her a light peck on the face. "I let you deal with Minimus Hart; I did it just to make you happy. Can't you feel even a little of my kindness?"
Sophie Sullivan was speechless.
Speaking of Minimus Hart, she indeed couldn't bring herself to deny his kindness.
"Fennie, no woman has ever been as lawless as you. Never. You are the first."
After a pause, Thomas Shannon continued slowly in her ear, "And you will also be the last."
"You think I'm going to believe your sweet talk?"
