The Beginning Of All Sins

Sophie and her cousin wasted no time and hurried to the front desk.

After they left, Claude suddenly realized that he was alone in the room with the girl in his embrace. He paused for a moment, slightly taken aback, but soon recognized that he had no choice but to handle the situation.

He attempted to gently put her down, but the first two attempts failed. Just as he was preparing for the third try, Olivia suddenly slipped from his thighs, inadvertently pulling his neck along.

In that split second, their lips made contact.

Claude hadn’t anticipated this development. He quickly raised his head to find himself gazing into her eyes. A lingering sweet scent surrounded them, seemingly emanating from her body or face.

His eyes darkened.

Trapped in this compromising position, he couldn’t move. All he could do was allow her to grasp his neck while he loomed over her. There was a noticeable gap between them.

He felt powerless to do anything. Resigned to his fate, he contemplated shutting his eyes and waiting for time to pass.

However, the situation proved too tormenting. When he opened his eyes once more, he found himself studying her delicate features: her asymmetrical cheeks, pretty nose, long lashes, and pale pink lips.

She resembled a delicate, pricey porcelain doll, and he found himself inexplicably drawn to her.

Sophie and her cousin were about to open the door of the suite when they heard a knock at the door. They stopped, wondering who would be at their door at such a late hour.

Sophie approached the door and was taken aback when she saw the person standing outside.

“Mr. Tyler?” She looked shocked.

Tyler stood there, looking elegant and composed. “Is Olivia here? I came to pick her up.” Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Sophie hadn’t been able to contact him earlier due to the loss of her phone, which is why she hadn’t called him. She was surprised he had managed to find their location on his own.

“Yes, yes! She’s in the room! I’ll take you to her,” she stammered, berating herself for allowing Olivia to drink excessively at her party. “M–Mr. Tyler, I didn’t expect her to drink so much at my party.

She’s drunk.”

“It’s okay, just take me there,” Tyler replied.

Relieved, Sophie led the way, with Tyler following closely behind. When they reached the room, she opened the door.

“A Tyler, Olivia is in “Sophis started but fraze mid–sentence as she stared at the scene inside the

Two figures were on the bed, looking dishevsted, Olivia had her hand on Claude’s head, and her collar Was unbuttoned, revealing a portion of her lingerie. Claude, on the other hand, was close to her, his head bowed as he gazed at her.

Sophie was dumbfounded!

Tyler was watching too, his face turning cold quickly.