Chapter 47
SOPHIE WESLEY
“Mr Knox? What's he doing here?" Nora's faint voice echoed in my ear as my eyes fixed on Knox.
He stood across the room in a perfectly tailored black tuxedo, a pale grey waistcoat that hugged his broad chest.
The light caught the gold pin hanging on his tie, and somehow, that small detail made him look dangerously elegant.
For a moment, I forgot how to breathe.
Fucking hell! What's his business with being so damn hot?
His gaze caught mine, then he started walking over to me.
Nora's nails dug into my dress as she hyperventilated. "He's staring at you… Oh, my goodness, Sophie! He's coming to you,”
I couldn't move. Couldn't look away.
He paused in front of me, hands in his pockets, and eyes locked on me.
My throat tightened. I opened my mouth, but no word
