Pursuing Her

Tristan naturally couldn't have asked for more.

Sophie stepped aside to allow him in and closed the door.

“It's way past bedtime. Go take a shower and sleep.” Daylight would soon come if they waited any longer.

“Okay. You too.”

Sophie had offered to let Tristan stay the night simply because she figured that it would be far too late by the time he arrived home.

She had no other motive behind her decision.

The two went to shower separately. When Sophie had come out and was in the middle of drying her hair, Tristan walked into her room.

Her heart couldn't help but leap at the sight of him in her room.

Clad in nothing but a robe that wasn't even properly fastened, the man was the epitome of seduction.

Sophie paused in her tracks.

“Why are you still awake? Is something the matter?” she asked dubiously.

Tristan took the hairdryer from her and began to help her dry her hair.

“I don't want to part with you yet.”

The woman didn't know what to say in response.

Never had she imagined this man to behave in such a way before she got to know him better.

He's just so charming. Oh, God. My heart's racing.

“Are you aware that you're seducing me, Mr. Tristan?”

Hearing that, Tristan curled his lips into a smirk.

“Tell me, then. Are you tempted?” Was that not what mattered most?

“Fine! I admit it. I mean, look at you! There's no way anyone wouldn't be tempted, right?” Sophie remarked candidly. She had nothing to hide.

“Hmm. So, I guess there is some advantage to looking as good as this.”

All this while, his looks had only brought him loads of trouble.

“Yup. You're absolutely my type.”

Regardless of how good someone looked, it didn't matter if the person they liked didn't find them attractive. Thankfully, Tristan's looks suited her taste perfectly; in her eyes, he was flawless all around and had absolutely no shortcomings.

“I'm glad.”

Sophie's hair was dry by now, so Tristan put the hairdryer down. As the woman leaned against the wall behind her, he placed one hand on her waist and pressed the other against the wall.

He looked especially alluring when maintaining that posture.

Sophie remained silent as she gazed up at him, unaware of how captivating her eyes looked.

Tristan shifted his hand from the wall to hold the young woman's chin before leaning in to kiss her lips.

While pinned against the wall, Sophie readily returned the deep kiss.

After a brief but passionate moment, the man let go of her face, picked her up, and pressed her against the wall once more. His breathing grew rapid.

“It's late, Mr. Tristan. You should go to sleep.” Sophie finally found her voice again after a long while, but she was astonished by how lustful she sounded.

“I know. Let me hold you a little longer.”

He just didn't want to let go of her. It was as though time could stop for as long as he continued to hug her.

“But it's getting really late. I'm tired.” The woman was truly exhausted from having spent the day eating and receiving so many gifts.

Hearing that, Tristan picked her up.

Sophie had long grown accustomed to his embrace, so she looped her arms around his neck without a second thought.

He then put her down on the bed gently and tucked her in.

“All right. Since you're tired, you should hurry up and get some rest.”

“How can I fall asleep while you're here? You should go to sleep too.”

“Okay.”

Tristan leaned closer and pecked her on the forehead before turning to leave.

Even after hearing the door shut, Sophie felt her heart continue to race.

She placed a hand over her chest.

Seriously! How is it so easy for him to make my heart race? But then again, how could I ever stay calm when I'm dealing with a man like him?

“Stay calm, Sophie!” The young woman patted her own cheeks in an attempt to calm herself down before glancing at her phone. It was already five in the morning, and the sun would be up soon.

A call from Arius came at that moment.

Sophie answered her phone.

“Do you have any idea what time it is here, Mr. Gullifer? Why are you calling me now?”

“You're so mean, Sophie. I'm calling you because I remember your birthday!” Although the man was unable to return to the country, he still hadn't forgotten her birthday gift.

“Ha. Sorry, but my birthday was yesterday.”

“That's not important! It's just a day later.” He was so busy that he had forgotten to call her yesterday. “Anyway, I've mailed you your gift, so be sure to receive it when it reaches your doorstep.”

“What is it?”