In the next second, her remaining words were completely engulfed by his kiss.

The man was like a beast just awakened, his blood boiling, determined to devour her whole.

And Sophie Sullivan was powerless to resist, unable to withstand his onslaught...

In the bedroom, the tide of passion surged, the scenes were enchanting.

......

Sophie Sullivan finally understood why a man should not be easily provoked.

Once provoked, the man who turns into a wolf is completely beyond your ability to handle!

Falling into a deep sleep, Sophie Sullivan had only one thought, Thomas Shannon, this wolf cannot be easily provoked.

She truly couldn’t handle it...

The next day, Sophie Sullivan slept until the afternoon.

Opening her eyes, her whole body immediately awoke with her, aching and sore as if it had been dismantled and reassembled.

She could not even lift her arm, her waist felt as if it had been pinched in two, and her legs were so weak and limp that she had no strength to move.

Lying on the bed, she moaned weakly.

She didn’t know how long had passed, but the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside.

A noble man stepped in, his pair of deep, black cold eyes swept across.

Seeing her open eyes, moaning helplessly, the man chuckled lowly, "Awake?"

Sophie Sullivan immediately withdrew her gaze from the ceiling and looked at him, "Beast!"

Both were exercising, he was the one exerting himself, now she lay on the bed, body sore and weak.

He, on the other hand, looked vigorous and spirited, showing no signs of last night’s exhaustion.

Unfair!

This is unfair!

Looking at that small face, even angry, it was so beautiful that it was hard to look away.

Thomas Shannon came to the bedside, bending down to plant a kiss on her red lips, "I just like you calling me a beast, so what?"

So what?

He got the advantage and still dared to provoke!

"Thomas Shannon, you shameless!" As she spoke, Sophie Sullivan took advantage of his thin lips not yet leaving and bit him.

In a fit of pique, she bit his thin lips.

Tasting the faint smell of blood, Thomas Shannon looked down, seeing the woman like a little beast in a frenzy, his heart couldn’t help but soften.

Letting her nibble, finally, when she had no strength left, only heavy breaths remained, Thomas Shannon raised his head, asking with interest, "Want to continue?"

"..." Glaring at him.

"Or rest for a while, later gather enough strength, and bite again?"

"..." Glaring at him forcefully.

"Don’t look at me like that, I’ll mistake it for you seducing me."

Sophie Sullivan finally reached her limit, snapping angrily, "Thomas Shannon, you beast!"

"Hahaha..." Thomas Shannon finally couldn’t hold back, his laughter low and deep, his chest vibrating.

Sophie Sullivan saw him laughing so joyously for the first time, as if he had found a precious treasure.

So satisfied, so smug, so triumphant.

The happier he was, the angrier Sophie Sullivan became, thinking of last night, his malicious torment.

Sophie Sullivan struggled to lift her arms, wrapped them around his neck, pulling him down, her beautiful eyes flickering with two blazing flames, imperiously commanding, "Thomas Shannon, don’t laugh!"

Thomas Shannon looked down, lightly pecking her soft cheek, "Alright, I won’t laugh."