Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 638

"How could you be so hard on yourself?"

Colby spoke as he rose to his feet to soak a hot towel in the kitchen.

Just the thought of it made Sophie angry. She glared at Colby. "If not for you! Someone had a gun pointed right at my head. Am I not allowed to save myself?"

Colby came over, crouched down, and pressed the damp towel against Sophie's thigh wound. "My gun will never be pointed at you, Sophie."

His voice was hoarse, carrying a hint of unnoticed fatigue.

Sophie cradled Colby's face, only then noticing the dark circles under his eyes. Though Colby had tried to cover it, the traces of exhaustion on his face were still easily visible.

Colby must have suffered a lot these past few days, searching for her and not having slept well at all.

the face that tugged at her heartstrings, Sophie leaned

Colby pulled her closer. His kiss turned from gentle to intense, as he held Sophie in his arms as

with

"Mmm-"

then laid her down on the plush bed. Their bodies were entwined, reluctant to part, as if to express their longing for

and the others

rebuke now seemed to Colby like flirtatious shyness. With a hoarse voice, he said, "They can wait. I haven't had a good

that they

and deliberately raised his voice. "Guys, everyone's worked hard today. It's been a long journey, huh? Colby's booked rooms for us all. Go downstairs and grab

inside, Adler

Colby trapped her from leaving, his eyes filled with laughter. "Now, you can't run

insatiable, taking her seven times, leaving Sophie