Sophia Garcia stood outside the private room with a bunch of red rose in her arms. She knocked on the door several times, but no one responded. The deafening music made her frown.
Losing her patience, Sophia raised her hand and pushed open the door.
Everything inside was completely different from the outside.
The room was quiet with the dim light. The strong smell of alcohol in the air and several empty bottles on the table indicated that there had been a party before.
Looking around the whole room, she saw only one man reclining on the sofa. This man was so tall that the sofa was still small for him and one of his legs was hanging on the edge. His face was covered by his slender fingers and he frowned as if he was disturbed by the noise outside the door.
Sophia turned around to close the door.
Standing in front of the sofa, Sophia looked at him. She was a little nervous since she had never sent flowers and she covered for someone else today.
The man seemed to be asleep, and Sophia wondered whether to wake him.
After hesitating for a few minutes, Sophia took the courage to wake him up since there was no signs that he could wake up by himself.
"Hello, sir. The flowers you ordered have arrived."
But the man seemed to be in a deep sleep. He didn't wake up but frowned.
"Sir?" Sophia moved a few steps forward.
"Get lost!"
That man's voice was bone-chilling, making Sophia so scared that she moved backwards a few steps.
Sophia was shocked for a while because of his words.
When she came to her senses, she saw that he was still in his previous position. He didn't open his eyes, as if what she heard just now was her illusion.
But Sophia knew that he was awake now.
Unwilling as she was, Sophia still went forward again.
"Sir, I'm just here to send the flowers. I'll leave as soon as you sign for them. So could you spend a few seconds to help me?"
She said in one breath, for fear that if she stopped in the middle, she would lose the opportunity.
Although she lowered her head at this moment, she knew he stared at her as soon as she spoke.
Sophia did not dare to look up at him. At this moment, she looked calm but in fact, she was nervous.
It was said that it was difficult to deal with the rich. She was afraid that if she saw his eyes, she would run away.
Dylan Green looked at Sophia in front of him. She lowered her head and half of her body was hidden behind the bunch of the flowers. Although he couldn't see her face clearly, he knew she was a quiet girl.
"Well, since you don't want to get out of here, then you have to live with the consequences." Dylan's voice was still cold with anger.
"What are you talking about?" Sophia was shocked. The moment she looked up, she felt he was looking at her as if she was his prey.
Somehow, Sophia felt an unprecedented fear.
As she stared at him with wide eyes, she slowly stepped back to the door.
When she was so close to the door, Dylan suddenly got up and came to her.
Sophia put down the flowers and hurriedly turned to the door handle. Although not knowing the reason, subconsciously she wanted to stay away from this place and that man!
