Sophie Smith turned over, rubbing her sleepy eyes, not fully awake when a long arm wrapped around her waist.
Her body suddenly froze, holding her breath, not daring to make a sound.
The crazy actions she took last night suddenly flooded into her mind, luckily he hadn't realized.
Asher Land naturally felt her body's stiffness, with a slight force of his large hand, he easily turned her around.
"What are you doing?" Sophie was startled, her entire body in a defensive state; this appearance of hers indeed felt guilty like a thief.
"Why are you so afraid of me?" He smirked, "First thing in the morning, I'm not going to eat you."
"I'm not afraid of you." Sophie removed his hand and turned her body, facing away from him.
She really didn't know how to face him.
Asher Land sat up from the bed, got dressed, yet Sophie still didn't react.
This woman, could it be that she's angry about not successfully assassinating him last night?
He didn't resist; he gave her the chance.
