“I see that you have been discussing things with Dave lately, huh” he murmured and then tickled her by the sides. Sophia jerked and tried holding his hands, laughing at the same time. “I wasn't talking about you, I was talking about a certain person” “I see, I wasn't tickling you, I am tickling a certain person” Stan retorted, laughing out loud. Seeing that sweet part of him was amusing. He intertwined his fingers with hers and brought her head to lay against his chest, caressing her upper arm gently. After some time,“my love” he called out like a whisper. He gently bent over and kissed her. They soon arrived at the parking lot and the chauffeur stepped out. Sophia was being cuddled and she didn't respond to his call. When they got in, Stan was kind of reserved, he wasn't saying anything. As Sophia stood before him, moving her hair aside and requesting him to pull down the zipper on her dress. He did but didn't let her go. “Sophia,” he called ag
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