"Shh~ Don't move."
He, however, leaned close to her face and breathed, his voice a whisper only they could hear.
"What in the world are you trying to do?" Holly Sinclair asked angrily, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Tristan Sterling smiled.
He glanced downstairs, almost imperceptibly, his smile cold and cruel.
He had just come out of the bathroom when he saw her standing here, smiling at someone downstairs.
'So gentle and beautiful!'
'How dare she?!'
'How dare she smile so sweetly at another man, right under his nose?'
'Didn't that smile once belong exclusively to him?'
'Does she have any idea how long it's been since she last smiled at him like that?!'
'What gives her the right to smile at Brandon Sterling!'
'Next, is she going to transfer her love for me to Brandon too?!'
The more Tristan Sterling thought about it, the more violently the flames of rage burned within him.
"Kiss you."
