The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Sophia yelped and leaned back, obviously avoiding John’s touch.

John stretched out his hand and held Sophia’s chin so that she couldn’t get away. Then, he pressed his body against her.

Sophia let out a few cries, but she didn’t know what she wanted to say.

Without caring how Sophia would react, John kissed her and slowly pressed her onto the sofa.

Sophia pushed against his shoulders, her mind blanking for an instant.

Both of them were sober. Even though John smelled of liquor, his gaze was steady.

Seemingly a bit stubborn, he pressed against Sophia for a long time, kissing her, not at all planning to stop anytime soon.

Sophia was a little dazed after a while, for she couldn’t resist this man when he did stuff like this to her.

John waited for Sophia’s body to relax, then he got up from the sofa and picked her up.

Sophia wrapped her arms around John’s neck, her eyes teary. Her voice a little hoarse, she spoke, “John, what’s the matter with you?”

John walked toward the stairs and answered, “What do you think? Am I not being obvious?”

Sophia was taken aback for a moment. She stared at his side profile for a long time, thinking about what Zack had said.

Isabelle was indeed in a favorable position, but the same went for her.

lips. After a few seconds, she buried her face in John’s

him a sign that she wouldn’t refuse

slowly curled into a smile, and subsequently, he carried Sophia

the bed, John went over to the

crawled to the bedside, and turned on the bedside

from the bedside lamp was dim, giving

John. “Who

Then, he slowly took off his

at John’s hands that were unbuttoning his shirt and heard him say, “Sophia, have

good. As long as he knows who I am,

that happened next went somewhat out of

way to control this sort of situation once the spark

going back and forth between being in a

calf, avoiding her wound, and he asked gently,

was being pinched by someone, an ache in her

doesn’t hurt anymore,”

John smiled. “That’s good.”

got even rougher

dangling chandelier on the ceiling. Her thoughts were finally completely

love through the

in front of her eyes slowly

out of bed, but she closed her eyes and fell asleep within a few

over to carry her to the shower, she woke up again from

half opened, she looked at John and mumbled, “John,

John didn’t answer.

silence was actually an answer to

slowly curled into a smile,

now, for she didn’t react

her body and put her on the bed. Then, he

to return to bed,

feel sleepy at

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