"Fennie, you're the Little Princess of Oil. Only you crush others; no one crushes you."
Thomas Shannon said this with conviction. The formidable aura emanating from him was so compelling that no one dared to question him.
Sophie Sullivan loved hearing this! She was instantly appeased by Thomas Shannon.
"Feeling a little happier now?"
Thomas Shannon held her chin with one hand, tilting it gently from side to side.
Sophie rose onto her tiptoes, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pressed a light peck onto his thin lips, like a dragonfly skimming the water's surface.
Her initiative in kissing him made Thomas Shannon raise his eyebrows in surprise. Before she could pull away, his large palm cupped the back of her head, pressing her closer.
He seized the initiative, kissing her fiercely.
"Mmph…"
Their lips and tongues intertwined, a tender, lingering caress.
