Her arms instinctively circled his neck, her head tilting back unconsciously to meet his kiss, responding to his kiss...
Until the cigarette in her hand scorched her skin.
Thomas Shannon released her then, discarding the cigarette butt.
He buried his face in the warm nape of her neck, panting heavily.
His heavy breaths washed over the tender skin of her neck, sending a tingling current through her.
Sophie Sullivan gently pushed him away; she too was struggling to calm her breathing.
She was going mad. Absolutely mad. She actually found kissing Thomas Shannon enjoyable.
Sophie Sullivan wished she could pull at her own hair, to bring herself to her senses.
She must always remember that it was this man who took advantage of her! She couldn’t be fooled by him, couldn’t fall into his trap.
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Sophie Sullivan’s eyes were moist, veiled by a captivating, shimmering light.
William Guillen descended the stairs, his gaze searching the banquet hall, but he couldn’t find his female companion for the night.
The slim figure of Fluffy Zane entered his line of sight.
His brow furrowed, and as she reached him, William Guillen said with a hint of indifference, "Why are you here?"
"Looking for your female companion? She had something to attend to and left early. So, I’ll be your female companion tonight."
Ignoring his indifference and the naked disdain in his eyes, Fluffy Zane stepped forward and took his arm.
William Guillen’s expression tightened, and the well-maintained gentle smile on his handsome face vanished.
Fluffy Zane just had this knack for making him discard his mask.
She was like an unkillable cockroach; every setback only made her more determined, never admitting defeat.
Looking at his handsome face, Fluffy Zane suddenly laughed. William Guillen’s brow furrowed deeply, the disgust in his eyes now blatantly obvious. "What are you laughing at?"
"This is a public place. Don’t you care about your image?"
"Oh, by the way, isn’t President Trim over there one of your hotel’s business partners? Shouldn’t we go over and say hello?"
William Guillen followed her gaze and indeed saw President Trim raising a glass to him. A smile touched William Guillen’s lips.
The persona of a gentle and refined gentleman settled back upon him.
He led Fluffy Zane over to President Trim, and they exchanged pleasantries.
It had to be said, compared to his other female companions, Fluffy Zane was far more adept at handling such social engagements.
After a round of such pleasantries, William Guillen escorted Fluffy Zane toward the restroom. She had drunk a fair amount of wine, and a slight, tipsy flush graced her cheeks.
"The restroom is right there. You can go in."
Fluffy Zane still clung to his arm. Due to the alcohol, her eyes held a slight, misty haze. Her red lips, like dew-kissed cherries, stirred in one the Nathaniel Bennett to pluck them.
Her breath carried a faint wine fragrance.