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?”

in uncomfortable proximity, and Sophie was sure

does,” he answered

fell silent while the ladies in the crowd started

thought, Sophie is a minx!

Is she trying to seduce Mr.

me hold him instead,” another

the sight of them dancing any longer, Winter turned and

man she had harbored feelings for since she was little being so close to another woman was too much for

so angry

still did not

Tristan, I think that’s enough,”

go overboard. I certainly have no

Tristan loosened

take things too far. I mustn’t

her fill of

keycard.” Ysabelle handed

said, “I’m exhausted, Belle. I’ll go to my room

see Sophie to her room.

think anyone present was worthy of

no answer and merely looked

me the chance to do

stay here with you. I’ll

murmured to Ysabelle and the others before leaving with

opened the door, she

and pressed a kiss to

goodnight kiss. Go on in and

at a

did I just get kissed by him again? This man is really… Why does

to go into the room

curtly, then went into her room and shut the door

had treated Tristan so brusquely, yet he did not appear to mind. Instead, a smile tugged at the corners of his

returned from drinking her glass of wine, she saw the

agitated by the sight

never thought she would see him so besotted, and

“Mr. Tristan…”

called out his name, hoping he would spare

his face faded the

some rest,”

was worlds apart from how he had said them to

“Why her?”

After all, Tristan disliked others prying into his

like him. It has nothing to do with his family background. My love for him is pure and

to do with you? For your brother’s sake, I’ll let it

Tristan opened the door to his

the door, and her body

not even dare to make a sound