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."

her response. "You pushed Sophie and left

bitter laugh, though her eyes betrayed

furrowed. His pale gray eyes seemed encased in frost, shadowed by

threatening to

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

clenched his fist and pounded on the door, each knock

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

enough, when Benson saw the redness and

Sierra had

fumed, then turned to the closed door and spoke

your last chance. Come out and apologize to Sophie, and I'll forgive your tantrums over the past two days. Otherwise, even if you beg on your knees later, I won't bother with you