Chapter 90. Spark Into Flame?

Sophia’s POVCandace?A lump instantly forms in my throat. I release a shaky breath as my eyes drop to the tulips in my embrace.What’s this? Another way to attack me?“I’ll go get a vase,” Ava says with excitement, turning to leave.“W-wait.”She stops.My heart races. The urge to throw the flowers to the ground causes air to tangle in my throat. I lift my eyes to Ava, and her brows draw together.“Is everything okay?” She questions, turning back toward me. “You look pale.”“Was she, um… what else did she say?”Ava twists her mouth, then says, “She said she was your friend and asked if I could call you out to meet her. I told her you were getting ready to leave with your mother, but I’m sure you’d spare a minute for a friend. But she said not to bother anymore…”“Did you tell her where I’m headed with my mom?”“I don’t even know where you’re going. Your mother won’t tell me.”I nod and drop my eyes. “Thank you, Ava.”My friend? She’s up to no good again.“Let me get you a vase,” Ava

Chapter 91. Inside Sexy Sophia’s Head

Sophia’s POVEn route to Thorne Electronics, my Dad’s driving, and my mom’s right beside him in the passenger seat. They’ve been going on about some things in the news. But nothing registers in my head.Seated at the back, I stare out the window, fingers curling and tangling together in my lap as my mind wanders.Sexy Sophia…What would she look like? What would Alexander think of her? The picture of those underpants displays in my head, unmoving. What would happen if I wore the blush pink one and hung out with Alexander? What ‘other things’ would he do to me?The thoughts running through my brain send a flush of heat through me. I have to shut my eyes tight and open them, but it’s still so hot.Hands fanning my face, my mind chooses this moment to replay what happened on that sofa in his office—the way his fingers slid–Oh, God.I lean against the door, take a deep breath, and slowly cross my legs.Get a grip on yourself, Sophia.But what would it feel like if we were to…My lids d

Chapter 92. Mr. Sophia

Alexander’s POV~Singapore, October 14~Several floors above the ground, leg-crossed and seated alone in the corner of an exclusive restaurant, I sip wine while staring down at the bright city lights. A pianist is playing softly in the background. There’s barely anyone else in this room. I asked for as much privacy and quietness as I could get; that’s the reason.The wine is drier than usual. The silence, blending with the piano, is the kind of calm I need after two long weeks of noise, high-level meetings, internal operations, networking, and more work.I’d gladly enjoy this while it lasts.I turn around and signal to the waiter for a refill of my glass.On a night like this, that back massage I was promised at our engagement party would be the perfect addition to this quiet.Now that I think about it, she never got to give me that massage.And whose fault is it? I lift the glass to my lips, emptying it. And the waiter arrives right at this moment. With the stem between my fingers,

All Chapters of Sold To The Possessive Billionaire In A Suit : Chapter 91 - Chapter 93

Chapter 90. Spark Into Flame?

Chapter 91. Inside Sexy Sophia’s Head

Chapter 92. Mr. Sophia