When Love Turns Dangerous novel Chapter 137

There was further news from Shawn, and Soren never brought up his name again. Thus, Tara soon forgot about the matter.

A few days later, she stepped out of the bathroom after a shower. She was applying lotion to her skin when a pair of arms wrapped around her from behind, pressing her back into a warm embrace.

Soren inhaled deeply, breathing in the scent of her hair as he lifted the hem of her nightgown.

"There's a banquet tomorrow. My parents and grandpa will be there, and they've been asking if you'll come."

Tara knew she couldn't keep avoiding them forever. Sooner or later, she would have to face them.

After some thought, she made up her mind. "I'll go."

Soren smiled happily and planted a kiss on her forehead. "Alright."

Tara had last seen the three men in Oscar's office. Shawn had been among them, but even now, none had done anything.

She also reminded herself that Shawn, having lost his memory, had shown no interest in her. He didn't even remember that night they spent together.

Soren kissed Tara again. He wanted nothing more than to marry her right then and there so he could keep her by his side and let no one covet her.

He took the body lotion from her hand and set it aside.

"You can do that later," he said huskily into her ear.

She was about to say something, but he kissed her again, completely cutting off any chance for protest.

That night, because of Soren, she didn't get to put on her body lotion.

The next afternoon, Soren picked out an expensive gown for her after carefully looking through many.

By 3:00 pm, she was surrounded by a dizzying rotation of makeup artists and stylists. Only when the makeup artists finally announced they were done did she get a break. She quickly got up and went downstairs.

She lifted her gown slightly and ran into a tall figure coming her way.

Soren paused in his tracks. His eyes locked onto her as he slowly approached.

Despite the many times they had already been intimate, Tara still felt uneasy under his dark, intense gaze.

"We should get going," she stammered.

She then stepped to the left, but Soren blocked her path. So, she moved to the right. This time, he pulled her into his arms.

As she tried to wriggle free, she whispered, "The makeup artists are still upstairs. Don't do this. You'll mess up my makeup."

Soren rubbed his hands along her waist, reluctant to let her go.

Afraid that he would take things further, Tara immediately called out for Kieran downstairs.

Kieran poked his head out from downstairs and looked up.

Tara quickly told Soren to let go. But he pulled her tighter into his embrace and only released her after a while.

"I'll make you beg for mercy tonight," he said in a low voice.

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