Anything For Her

“Mr. Tristan.” The man was immediately petrified when he saw Tristan.

F*ck! She’s his woman, and she was even in his room. I’m doomed.

“Get lost,” Tristan growled.

“Sure thing. I’ll leave right away.” With that, the man disappeared without a trace.

Everyone in Jipsdale knew their days would be numbered if they dared to cross Tristan, and the man had no wish to meet a sticky end.

Under the crowd’s envious gazes, Tristan extended his hand in a gentlemanly gesture of invitation. “May I have this dance?”

Sophie placed her hand in his, silently agreeing to dance with him.

Tristan held her hand and led her onto the dance floor, then placed one hand on her slender waist while resting the other on her shoulder.

As the other ladies watched Tristan hug Sophie’s waist, a thought surfaced in their minds. They wished Sophie would disappear at once and that the person in Tristan’s arms was them.

“D*mn it! Why is it Sophie again? How is she so lucky?” one of them whined.

“Yeah! How could she end up with the man of my dreams?”

Another choked out through bitter sobs, “This is going to make me cry myself to death.”

“I won’t let that little minx get away with this!” Danielle hissed through clenched teeth, her fingers gripping the stem of her wineglass so tightly as if she was going to crush it.

Winter was also still among the crowd. I thought I’d get the opportunity to dance with Tristan, not expecting I’d still lose to Sophie in the end.

“Forget it. There’s nothing we can do about her,” she said.

“What are you talking about, Winter? What do you mean by there’s nothing we can do about her? She’s just a member of the Tanner family. What could she possibly be capable of doing?”

“You’re no match for her.”

Danielle was enraged. “You… Don’t look down on me, Winter. Just you wait and see how I’ll make her suffer.”

Winter knew Danielle would not be able to stir up much trouble. Nonetheless, the latter was capable of causing Sophie some minor upsets, which wouldn’t be such a bad thing.

Meanwhile, Tristan and Sophie were twirling away on the dance floor in effortless harmony. It was their first time dancing together, yet they made for a completely compatible pairing. “Mr. Tristan, I didn’t think you had what it took to cause a national crisis,” Sophie remarked.

“What do you mean?”

“Sir, don’t tell me you can’t tell that all the ladies here are thinking of sinking their teeth into me and ripping me to pieces,” Sophie replied, deliberately emphasizing the word “sir.”

“They’re just jealous that you’re much more beautiful than them. You don’t have to worry about a thing.”

His response rendered Sophie speechless.

Very well, then. Since you’re so handsome, everything you say is correct.

“Mr. Tristan, this dance doesn’t require us to be so close together, does it?”

moment, their bodies were pressed so closely together in uncomfortable proximity, and Sophie was sure that Tristan had to

he

while the ladies in the crowd started buzzing

as I thought, Sophie is a minx! It’s

trying to seduce Mr.

go of Mr. Tristan. Let me

longer, Winter turned and grabbed a

since she was little being so close to another woman

angry that her face

still did

I think that’s enough,” said

much today, and it wouldn’t be wise to go overboard. I certainly have no wish to make myself more enemies. Although I’m not

Tristan loosened

to take things too far. I mustn’t act

fill of dancing, Ysabelle walked over with

keycard.” Ysabelle handed a keycard to

I’ll

to her room.

did not think anyone present was

answer and merely looked at

give me the chance

stay here with you. I’ll

to Ysabelle and the others before leaving

the door, she

pressed

goodnight kiss. Go on in

a loss for

just get kissed by him again? This man is

hesitating to go into the room because you want

went into her room and shut the

anyone had treated Tristan so brusquely, yet he did

Tristan’s, and as Winter returned from drinking her

thoroughly agitated by the

would see him so

“Mr. Tristan…”

hoping he

smile on his face faded the moment

some rest,” he

uttered those three words was worlds apart from

“Why her?”

knew she should not have asked that question. After all, Tristan disliked others prying into

it. I really, really, really like him. It has nothing to do with his family background. My love for him is pure

sake, I’ll let it slide this time. Make sure it doesn’t happen

the door to his room and

against the door, and

to make a