Chapter 147 Erotic

Cecelia was angry. Prior to that, she had never cared about Lorelei. However, she just wanted Lorelei dead when she crossed her bottom line.

“Oh, goodness!” Having grown up with Cecelia, Sophie was well aware of her temper. “That’s it, okay? It’s just Lorelei. She’s done for.”

“Okay.” Cecelia knew Sophie would get annoyed if she were to carry on pursuing the matter.

“As an actress, isn’t the state of your complexion important to you? Sleep early, okay?”

“Hey, you’re way more important to me compared to my complexion.” If Cecelia were a man, she would definitely be a sweet talker.

The two of them talked on the phone for quite a while before Cecelia reluctantly hung up.

When Sophie came out of her room, Tristan was still in the living room.

“It’s getting late,” Sophie said.

Tristan raised his gaze and glanced at Sophie. She was standing there with her auburn hair over her shoulders, looking as beautiful as always.

He beckoned her over with his finger.

Upon seeing that, Sophie walked up to him and stood in front of him. “What? Didn’t I tell you I’m fine? What makes you think I can’t beat Lorelei?”

wasn’t one to get

you in any form of danger. Even if your counterpart has nothing on you,

once someone had fallen in love, they would do anything in their

her waist and pulled her downward. Just like that, she was sitting

couldn’t help but feel that the position

Sophie

rested his head on her

She really didn’t know what to say to make him feel better.

loss whenever she was with

wasn’t even sure where she would end up in the future. Hence, she

so cruel, you know? I’ve already said so much, but you’re still unwilling to commit to me.” Tristan had never expected that he would end up wanting an eighteen-year-old girl to

At that point, she didn’t know

put pressure on you when I said that. I just want you to know

in that position for around ten minutes, he let go of her and let her sit on the couch.

she was still young, he had to be patient and have

bed first. I’ll leave after I’m done showering,” Tristan uttered. Sophie smirked when

hesitate to end his manhood. However, since the man in question was Tristan, she found his reaction

couldn’t help but smile wryly when he saw himself in the mirror. When did my willpower become so weak? Sophie was just sitting on my lap. It’s not like she was doing anything to me, so why

you really a monster? She’s just an eighteen-year-old girl. What were you

about her soft lips and slender waist, his mind

out with a bathrobe on. Sophie isn’t in the living

stay, his mind was telling him to get out of there.

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