The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 247

Sophia's eyes widened with a hint of struggle.

"If you're into it too, why not live it up while we've got the chance?"

His voice dropped to a low, seductive purr.

For a moment, Sophia wavered. She never played the martyr; every choice was a heart's call.

Whether it was getting intimate with Brandon for the first time, deciding to marry him, choosing divorce, or even last night's surrender - each time, she followed her gut.

Under the spell of this self-pep talk, she mustered a reckless courage. After all, as Brandon said, opportunities like this came once in a lifetime - might as well drink when the bar was open.

Being single, neither of them had any moral shackles of betrayal to worry about. This devil-may-care bravery made her ditch all reservations and awkwardness, pulling Brandon's neck down for a bold kiss.

Their lips met, igniting all the smoldering desires.

head, flipping the script, pushing her against the wall with a rough and intense

fluttered to the floor, blown into the room by the wind from outside.

the wind and rain continued their wild symphony. The howling storm only fueled the tenacity and heat of their

service, the meal delivery awaited. The pressing sound was audible to both, but neither stopped, entwined like beasts, tearing at each other, lost in

intermittently until the skies cleared the next

indulgence. Sophia and Brandon had never gone this wild before. Her natural reserve and his innate cool-headedness meant they always

steamiest past episode was merely made in the bathroom. Daytime

them to drop their deepest-held reserves. They had never been

not knowing how to act. Daylight's sobering effect made the previous night's frenzy

of that room, Sophia and Brandon tacitly agreed not to speak of those two

Kent and Don were already waiting. They'd been cooped up, bored to tears

down, they hurriedly checked out and came

"Finally, we can head back. That darn storm nearly did