The impressive height, the toned chest, the sensual abs, and seductive long legs were like the epitome of walking hormones.
"Are you clean yet?"
Thomas Shannon squatted next to the bathtub, caressing her smooth cheek with one hand.
Sophie lazily opened her eyes and shot him a discontented look. "Do I look like I have the strength to clean myself?"
"So you're inviting me?" The smirk at the corners of Thomas Shannon's lips deepened.
Inviting? No, he greatly overvalued himself.
Sophie slowly closed her eyes. "I'm commanding you."
Commanding? Her audacity was growing! How dare she command him!
Thomas Shannon grasped her chin with one hand, forcing her to open her eyes. "Listen, retract your claws. Your voice is a gift from me. Since I can give it, I can also destroy it. Understand?"
Able to give and also destroy? Sophie's eyes narrowed suddenly. What did he mean? Was he threatening her to make her obey? Otherwise, he would destroy her vocal cords again?
