Pampered by My Secret Husband

Sophie Sullivan only felt her body being pulled into someone’s embrace.

She caught the fresh masculine scent he exhaled deeply; without much resistance, she nestled into his arms.

Thomas Shannon gave her red lips a light peck, satisfied to hold her close as he closed his eyes.

......

The next day, Sophie Sullivan was awoken by someone tapping her.

Last night, she slept late. She had barely slept a few hours before Thomas Shannon woke her up by tapping her.

Drowsily, she opened her eyes to find the culprit who woke her to be none other than Thomas Shannon. Ignoring everything else, she immediately pounced on him and bit.

Thomas Shannon lowered his eyes, looking at Sophie nestled in his embrace like a little beast. He chuckled softly and helplessly said, ”Get up now. We’re off to the airport later. Sleep on the airplane, okay?”

”No.” Sophie mumbled, loosening her bite after her cheek started aching.

A circle of tooth marks appeared prominently on Thomas Shannon’s shoulder.

He touched the tooth marks left by her with one hand, suddenly recalling that she seemed to owe him a promise...

”Fennie.” The man’s voice was deep and magnetic, with a hint of hoarseness that lingered from waking up.

It was incredibly sexy.

Sophie closed her eyes, hugging his waist, ignoring him.

”Do you still remember when I promised to find a doctor to help treat your face, you agreed to one request from me?”

”Did I?” Sophie’s mind was a haze. She thought for a while but couldn’t remember, so she simply stopped thinking about it.

Thomas Shannon covered her softness with his hand maliciously squeezing it, ”Want to back out, hmm?”

”Thomas Shannon, you’re bad!”

Sophie suddenly opened her eyes, threw his hand away.

Seeing the small flames burning in her beautiful eyes, Thomas Shannon smiled. His laughter was low and deep, and his sturdy chest trembled.

In the next second, the man flipped over, pressing down on her, his arm propped on either side of her head, gazing down at her.

”Thomas Shannon, I’m exhausted...” Sophie was truly worn out. Thinking he was going to be a beast, she softened her voice instinctively.

Her voice was already soft, with a mix of coyness and weakness, making it even more tender.

Thomas Shannon lowered his head, giving her cheek a light peck, ”Okay, I’ll let you sleep after we talk.”

”What do you want to say?” Sophie blinked in confusion, her long, fluttering eyelashes making Thomas Shannon’s heart itch.

”Don’t you remember you owe me a promise?”

Before she could respond, Thomas Shannon added, ”If you’ve forgotten, it’s okay. I’ll help jog your memory physically.”

Physically...

That was undoubtedly an overt threat!

Sophie’s mind flashed brightly; she vaguely remembered she had indeed promised him a request.

That was the condition for her facial treatment.

Sophie nodded lightly, her eyelids already drooping with drowsiness, ”Yeah, have you decided what you want from me?”

”Get a tattoo, right here.” His dry, warm big palm fell on her chest.

Under his palm, her heart was beating.

Sophie suddenly widened her eyes, what did he say?

A tattoo?

A tattoo over her heart?

Sophie pushed at his chest with both hands, ”Thomas Shannon, are you crazy? Did you forget I said I wouldn’t get those messy things on my body?”

”I haven’t forgotten, this is my request.”

Thomas Shannon’s dark eyes looked at her with infinite pressure, ”You agreed.”

”I promised I’d fulfill one of your requests, but I didn’t agree to a tattoo!”

Already anticipating her response, Thomas Shannon curled the corner of his mouth into a devilish smile, ”Marry me, or get a tattoo, you choose one.”