Benjamin's countenance, previously amiable, suddenly grew serious as he rose from the armchair and strode towards her.
His dark eyes scrutinized her with a piercing and enigmatic gaze that exuded a chilling intent.
He let out a contemptuous laugh, clearly skeptical of her remarks, "Really?"
Sophia recoiled as Benjamin approached.
Clang.
Her back hit an intricately carved decorative rack, leaving her with no way to retreat.
Benjamin stood before her, his hands braced against the rack behind her, looming over her with a palpable sense of oppression.
"Tell me how you felt after sleeping with that gigolo." His lips curled up in a meaningful, mischievous smile. "How exhilarating was it for you to be with him?"
"Benjamin, are you a pervert?" Sophia fired back fiercely.
She had hired an
