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,

Chapter 93. Silence Over Digging Deeper

Alexander’s POVHis forehead puckered, Dimitri holds my gaze, scrutinizing as he awaits an answer. “Are you?” He repeats.I lock my phone and turn it face down on the table before picking up my glass. “I’ve not changed my mind,” I murmur, fixing the rim in my mouth again.“Will you?”My head drones. My jaw tightens. The urge to empty this second glass grips every part of me.Exhaling deeply, I take one more sip, then put the wine away. “Why would I do that? I said I’m going to marry her, and that’s exactly what I’m gonna do… You can’t miss my wedding.”He nods half-heartedly, tilting his head to the side as he scratches his temple with a finger. “How’s your relationship with her?”A short chuckle slips out of me. Glass stem between my fingers, I swirl my wine on the table, while keeping my eyes on the promise ring. “Are you my therapist now?”He sighs and leans back in his seat. “I’m just thinking about you two. That’s all… It’s hard to get a hold of Sophia these days. She hardly res

Chapter 94. The Innocent Girl

Alexander’s POVGarvey goes inside the Rolls-Royce and shuts his door.Instinctively, my nose gravitates toward her neck, dragging in her scent like it’s air. I wrap my other arm around her and just stay there like I’ve got all the time in the world.She sobs softly, warm breath caressing my jaw. Her body shakes on each sniffle she makes.And soon, I start to stroke her back, gently, patiently, allowing her to let it all out. Her arms squeeze even tighter, stopping my breath, as if I’d vanish if she lets go. But she’s allowed.I move toward the car again. Leaning low, I put my head inside and bend to put her on the seat, but she twists her legs behind me, refusing to let go. Wow.Distance has nothing on her.“Soph?”She responds with a tiny sniffle, releases her legs, then withdraws her hands. And carefully, I drop her on the seat. She keeps her head bowed, manicured little fingers curling in her lap—a sign of her nervousness, after doing something this gutsy. What irony. Her nails

Alle Kapitel von Sold To The Possessive Billionaire In A Suit : Kapitel 91 – Kapitel 95

Chapter 90. Spark Into Flame?

Chapter 91. Inside Sexy Sophia’s Head

Chapter 92. Mr. Sophia

Chapter 93. Silence Over Digging Deeper

Chapter 94. The Innocent Girl