Chapter 47

SOPHIE WESLEY

“Mr Knox? What's he doing here?" Nora's faint voice echoed in my ear as my eyes fixed on Knox.

He stood across the room in a perfectly tailored black tuxedo, a pale grey waistcoat that hugged his broad chest.

The light caught the gold pin hanging on his tie, and somehow, that small detail made him look dangerously elegant.

For a moment, I forgot how to breathe.

Fucking hell! What's his business with being so damn hot?

His gaze caught mine, then he started walking over to me.

Nora's nails dug into my dress as she hyperventilated. "He's staring at you… Oh, my goodness, Sophie! He's...