Pampered by My Secret Husband

Chapter 34: Chapter 34: The Ruthless Woman

Thomas Shannon watched as that charming figure disappeared from his sight, sitting up with interest.

He’d never thought his shirt could possess such a unique, captivating allure when worn by her.

「Inside the bath chamber.」

Sophie Sullivan took off her shirt and turned on the showerhead. Water GUSHED down.

Her wrist touched something cold.

Sophie looked down and saw the handcuffs he had locked onto her wrist. Angrily, she said, ”What do you mean by this?”

Thomas Shannon wore only black trousers, which accentuated his long, straight legs.

He hooked a corner of his mouth into a smile, a wicked charm glinting in his eyes. ”It means I’m afraid you’ll run off.”

”You promised to set me free!”

”But I also said I saved your life.”

What a rascal!

Sophie swallowed her fury and glared at him. ”You said so last night!”

Sophie lifted her leg, about to kick him between his.

Thomas Shannon agilely dodged to the side and circled behind her. He hugged her slender waist from behind, his chin resting in the crook of her neck, and chuckled softly, ”Still not tired of this old trick?”

”As long as it works, what does it matter if I’m tired of it or not?”

”Cruel woman,” Thomas Shannon chuckled.

With a CLICK, he cuffed the other end of the handcuffs to his own wrist.

”Maniac, you can’t escape now.”

Sophie was speechless. A torrent of curses raged through her mind!

Thomas Shannon was going to take a bath.

Forced to watch the spectacle of the handsome man bathing, Sophie could finally leave the bath chamber.

”What are you spacing out for? Come over.” Thomas Shannon tugged at the handcuffs, and Sophie was dragged to the bedside.

Thomas Shannon picked up his mobile phone and ordered Charlie River to bring up two sets of clothes.

In less than five minutes, the suite doorbell rang.

Thomas Shannon pulled Sophie to the door. Charlie River lowered his head respectfully, ”Young Master, here are the clothes you wanted.”

”Mm.” Thomas Shannon took the clothes and closed the door.

Sophie snatched the women’s dress and underwear. ”Can you unlock the handcuffs now?”

”Depends on your behavior.”

The man’s lips curved into a wicked smirk as he tossed the clothes in his hand to her.

Sophie was quite annoyed. She frowned, ”You want me to dress you?”

”Is there a problem?” Thomas Shannon asked, his expression implying it was the most natural thing in the world.

In Sophie’s eyes, he had a face just begging for a beating!

She desperately wanted to beat him!

”I won’t!” Sophie turned her head aside, refusing outright.

Thomas Shannon grabbed her head with one hand, his deep eyes glinting with hidden danger. ”Say that again.”

Sophie pursed her lips, defiant. ”Just what will it take for you to set me free? I’ve never owed you anything!”

Thomas Shannon rested his long fingers on his temple, saying lazily, ”The day I get tired of playing, I’ll naturally set you free.”

Tired of playing?

Who did he think he was?

What gave him the right to order her around?

Sophie was furious. Thomas Shannon’s lips curved upwards, and a low, deep laugh rumbled from him. ”Perhaps you have another option.”

”What option?”

”Cooperate with me. Obedient women usually aren’t very attractive. Maybe I’ll get tired of you in less than a week.”

”Hah! You wish!”

Cooperate with him?