Sophie’s POV

“Sophie!”

I turned around as soon as I heard Lance’s voice.

My heart started beating so fast as soon as I saw his face. He was wearing a black turtle neck with a pair of black jeans, wearing his signature black round glasses.

Now that I look at him, he somehow resembles Vincent.

Wait, why am I thinking about that jerk?

He almost touched me down there last night. Good thing I was able to remind him that he only owns my thigh and not my soul.

I should make sure that I would win the next game or else he would be able to conquer the other...