Sophia Hamilton's nature has always been to meet strength with strength. Evander Lancaster's tough attitude only ignited her rebellious spirit.
She swung his arm away and sneered, "Who do you think you are? Some big shot? You're just flattering yourself!"
Sophia's face was obviously mocking. Faced with such a provocative woman, Evander didn't get angry but smiled instead. He clamped her chin again, this time squeezing tight. No matter how much Sophia tried to pry his fingers off, he wouldn't let go.
His handsome face slowly approached, curling his lips as he said, one word at a time, "Sophia Hamilton, listen to me. You're the woman Evander Lancaster has taken a liking to, and for the rest of your life, don't even think about escaping! Alive, you're my Evander Lancaster's woman; dead, you're my Evander Lancaster's ghost!"
Sophia hated this side of Evander the most, acting like he could do whatever he wanted just because he had money.
