Get you in my arms

Sophia and John were like a match made in heaven. They were born in the same place and grew up in the same neighborhood. They even had the same birthday! It was as if the entire universe had made it so that they would be brought together.

As long as they were together, Sophia didn't care about anything else.

She was willing to lose everything she had if it meant that she wouldn't lose him.

John was her heaven on earth, her whole world and life!

Tossing and turning in bed, she jumped off and rushed into the bathroom to wash away all the places the man had touched. Last night, she had already taken a bath for nearly five times. The large bottle of bath gel was all used up. However, she could still feel all the places the man had touched. What was worse, there was still a kiss mark on her neck.

When she walked out of the bathroom the sixth time around, her stomach rumbled. Thoughtfully, she patted her belly. It was getting late. Dressing quickly, she tidied herself up and went out.

Just when she arrived at the gate of the community, she was stopped by two towering, muscular men in black suits.

"Are you Sophia Ye?" one of them asked.

"What do you want?" She looked at the blank faces of the men, feeling that they were dangerous and unkind.

"Our boss wants to see you," the man said coldly.

"You must have mistaken me for someone else," she mumbled.

She took two steps back and wanted to run away. But before she could turn around, she was grabbed by two big hands and was dragged into the black Rolls Royce.

There was a man sitting at the back. The seats were made of crocodile skin leather. He had one of his leg on top of the other, and his arms were spread across leisurely. There was some gauze at the top of his head, but it still didn't hide the fact that he was unbelievably handsome. He looked so breathtaking that it was as if God had taken special care to make him.

The man's wheat-toned skin was smooth and flawless. His deep facial features were as delicate as a masterpiece that has been carefully carved by a skilled craftsman. His body was also undeniably glorious. It was like he had jumped out from a Greek painting, his entire presence emanating charm, glamour, and perfection.

Sophia was taken aback and inhaled sharply. Unconsciously, she leaned against the window to set more space in between them. Then, she lifted her gaze and met the man's eyes.

and cold as the Arctic star. There was a deadly charm in his deep and dark eyes. People would imperceptibly step away when they saw him, afraid that he

heart trembled inexplicably and she looked

Sophia stammered as she clasped her hands nervously in front of her. There was a sinking feeling in her

his mouth raising up to a devious smile. His thin lips curved up to a dazzling arc. "Did you forget what happened last night so quickly?" he asked, his voice

Last... night?!

man was, Sophia's eyes

night wasn't her brother-in-law

someone else," Sophia lied as she shook her head

of the seat, holding it up for her to see. "Technology nowadays is so advanced. It's

hands. No wonder she couldn't find it when she

here. At least it would be

vase?" After saying that, he picked up a

and tried to seduce me?" His eyes fell on her neck, where the

her arm and threw a punch at the window. "Who do you think you are? You think you're so great because of all the money you have. Well guess what? I hate assholes like you the most, and I do not have an ounce of interest in you! I was just there at the hotel to go see

if he got even more amused. "Breaking in to others' property... I can put you in prison for at least five or six years, do you

do you mean?" Her heart jolted

you think I meant?"

she thought of what she should do or say next. Her thick eyelashes cast a dark shadow on her bright eyes. How

want?" She said flatly as she looked up

get straight to the point," He pursed his lips and said. "I'm a tolerant person. As long

a maid?' She almost screamed out. Was he going to make

in front of her, her fists

of slyness in his eyes, he took out his mobile phone

the seat and grabbed his phone. To be honest, she really wanted to punch him, but she couldn't. She had to endure it. She couldn't be put in jail and lose John.

give me a salary, one thousand and five hundred every month. I can't just work for you around the clock without pay. I have to eat, pay rent and

his silence seemed

off every week. I'm not a machine, so I need to rest," She added, trying to fight for the