Chapter 132 A Man Hiding in Her Room

Sophie's soft body in Benson's arms continuously rubbed against him, causing him to heat up. Her fragrance lingered in the air, captivating and tempting him to lose himself in her embrace. A subtle tension thickened, turning heavier, and more intoxicating with each passing moment. As if under a spell, Benson's self-control shattered, his eyes darkening. He was helplessly drawn to her, raising his hand to her waist, his arm tightening as he pulled her close. Their bodies pressed together in an intimate posture. Sophie's lips curved into a faint smile as she guided his hand to remove the thin layer of her outer clothing. Slowly, she led him to explore her body. However, as the moment was about to turn passionate, he abruptly pushed her away. She let out a startled cry, tumbling onto the couch. Instinctively, Benson raised his hand to help her but stopped midway. Instead, he grabbed a glass of water from the coffee table and splashed it onto his face. Sophie, alarmed, quickly rose