On a regular day, Charles Seymour was already handsome and stylish enough. Who knew, when he dressed in formal attire and styled his hair specially... He, he, he... He was so stunningly handsome it made her dizzy.
Thump thump, Sophie Wilson's heart was beating far beyond its limits, rapidly pounding.
Suddenly, Sophie had an urge, like she wanted to tackle him down!
Lock him up, don't let others see him!
This person is hers!
Sophie's heart was roaring, and in fact, Charles was pretty much the same.
The beautiful V-neck evening gown outlined Sophie's wonderful figure completely, and the exquisitely styled jewelry gently swayed, flashing with a mesmerizing glow.
However, enchanting as the jewelry was, it couldn't compare to the allure of the one wearing it.
Charles regretted a bit, why choose this dress for Sophie? Shouldn't such a Sophie only be seen by him?
Both of them stood still, one inside the room and the other at the doorway.
