Chapter 17

Sophia's POV

"What the hell?", I raised a questioning brow at him. "What did you just say?".

His eyes were directly focused on the maid with me. He looked annoyed at her but didn't say anything while I was there, rather, he dragged me by the arm. "Let's go".

All forms of my silly resistance met with his strength as carried me off like I was a paper. In the twinkle of an eye, I was standing before his door, hanging over his shoulder with my hair falling over my face and my arms and legs kicking him as hard as I could.

"What is wrong with you?". I fought him with my little strength. He unlocked the door, got inside, and entered. He dropped me slowly over the bed and asked me to sit still.

"For someone who has been wounded, you have so much strength, where do you get that from?", He finally knelt before me. He locked eyes with me and curled his lips into a smile. "Just how strong are you?".

I was meant to throw a befitting tantrum for the way he had just dragged me away from finding out