(Sophia's POV).
His burning gaze was fixed on me, and every part of me yearned for him. I wanted to touch him again.
Slowly, I walked toward him and my hand reached for his abs. But before I could feel them again, he snatched my wrist.
"You're still doing this the wrong way," He said, returning my hand to my side. "Just leave my room."
My face flushed, and a wave of embarrassment hit me hard.
"You want me to leave?" I gasped, my eyes slowly stinging with tears.
"Yes, just get out." He spat, clearly irritated. "I told you that you are messing this seduction thing up, but you've only made it worse. I don't want to see you right now."
I didn't know how to feel. Was it anger, disappointment, sadness? I couldn't tell.
"Father, I'm sorry for failing." I though, grabbing my dress from the
