Thomas Shannon crouched down, his hand gripping her chin, his thin lips kissed her.
The faint cigarette smell came, Sophie Sullivan wanted to dodge, but it was already too late.
Her red lips were seized by him, and this kiss had a touch of gentleness mixed with a hint of brutality.
"Mmm..."
The tip of her tongue was bitten, she tasted the blood smell, she shook her head, trying to escape his kiss.
The man held the back of her head with one hand, pressing her deeper towards himself.
He's crazy...
Once Sophie realized this, she completely gave up struggling.
This Thomas Shannon was so abnormal, he seemed neither happy nor angry, but every action of his revealed the contradictions and complexities inside his heart.
Realizing his kiss was gradually ceasing, Sophie immediately pulled her head back, her beautiful eyes shimmered with water, incredibly alluring.
Her red lips slightly opened, she breathed lightly, calling him in a low voice, "Thomas Shannon."
