A Surprising Twist of Fates (Sierra and Theo)

Chater 10 His raised hand trembled slightly before landing on her slender waist and tightening slowly.

Dressed in a champagne-colored silk gown, Sierra felt the heat of his palm. She froze momentarily, realizing how bold her actions had been.

In a panic, she tried to pull away from his embrace, but the strong hand around her waist held her even tighter.

She looked up and locked eyes with him. Their gazes met, and his deep, dark eyes were like an endless pool of ink, unreadable.

The air thickened with unspoken tension. It was so quiet that even the drop of a pin could be heard. Suddenly, her phone rang inside her bag, shattering the stillness.

Sierra hurriedly fumbled for her phone to silence the call, but the sound had already reached outside.

"Sierra, I heard that! You're in there! Come out now!" Benson's voice was filled with barely restrained anger. Sierra frowned slightly and replied coldly, "I've nothing to say to you. I don't want to see you."

"You pushed Sophie and left

though her eyes betrayed her with tears that welled up

gray eyes seemed encased in frost, shadowed by

head, trying desperately to hold back the tears threatening to spill. She took a deep

was Sophie who grabbed my hand first. I won't apologize. Think

indifferent tone. He clenched his fist and pounded on the door, each knock

just a scratch. It doesn't even hurt. Please don't make things difficult

of gratitude for Benson's actions on her behalf. She walked up to him and spoke in a soft, fragile voice, deliberately showing him the injury on her palm that she had inflicted on

saw the redness and scrapes on her hand, his anger

had truly

must apologize," Benson fumed, then

over the past two days. Otherwise, even if you beg on your knees later, I won't bother