CHAPTER 220: CHAPTER 219: HIS WOMAN MUST BE BY HIS SIDE (2)

Sunny hung up the phone so quickly that Sophie Smith could hardly express her frustration as she looked at the now-dark phone screen.

"So, how was it? What did Sunny say?" he asked, feigning ignorance.

"President Land, it’s about time to board," Robert Williams reminded from the side.

"Let’s go." He curved his lips, wrapped her slender waist, and walked towards the boarding gate, thus, she was ’taken’ to Italy by him just like that.

"Asher Land, is this fun for you?" She was somewhat angry, after all, his interference made her very unhappy, "Can’t I have any personal space? I have my own things to do, and you are not my only one."

"But, you are my only one." His handsome eyes looked at her seriously and intently.

Sophie Smith suddenly lost focus, obviously, she was shocked by his words.

He said, but, you are my only one.

Only one?

How is that possible?

She turned her head towards the window, looking at the azure sky and pure white clouds, feeling suddenly forlorn.

Anyone else saying these words, she might believe, but him, she resolutely didn’t.

...

When the plane landed at Italy International Airport, it was already ten o’clock in the evening.

Sophie Smith yawned, feeling somewhat tired.

Asher Land had already instructed his secretary to make arrangements, and as soon as they left the airport, a car came to take them to the hotel.

The driver was a handsome young Italian man around twenty years old, with blonde hair and blue eyes, looking extremely good-looking, Sophie Smith couldn’t help but glance at him a couple of times.

"What are you looking at?" Asher Land complained dissatisfiedly, and his big hand vengefully pinched her waist hard.

Sophie Smith frowned in pain, the hateful Asher Land, how could he bear to do that?

"My eyes are on me, how can you be so controlling?" Sophie Smith instinctively retorted, and after saying that, she deliberately glanced at that Italian man again.

"Sophie Smith, you’re getting bolder," he said through gritted teeth, seemingly indicating that his discipline wasn’t strict enough.

Sophie Smith didn’t argue with him and went straight to the back seat of the car.

It was him who remained sulky over what she had said.

The journey from the airport to the hotel wasn’t far, taking about half an hour before they arrived.

The handsome Italian guy took out their luggage and brought it into the hotel for them.

It was a typical European-style hotel, combining classic and modern elements, exuding an air of romance.

Sophie Smith walked into the room and looked around; the furnishings inside were simple and elegant, with a large floor-to-ceiling window on the south side. Standing in front of the window, she could vaguely see the bustling and beautiful yet leisurely night view of the streets of Rome, Italy.

Asher Land entered the room a few steps behind her, seeing her standing by the window, he approached her quietly, wrapping his arms around her soft body from behind while she was unguarded. His chin rested on her shoulder, and she could clearly feel his warm breath sliding past her ear.

She didn’t push him away, her eyes still gazing into the distance.

"What exactly are we doing here?" she was still very curious.

"Having our own world." He turned her body around to face him, then lowered his head and pressed his lips onto hers.

This kiss, particularly lingering, as if he couldn’t get enough of her, he gradually deepened it, capturing the sweetness of her mouth.

Sophie Smith was somewhat dazed by the kiss, having to admit that under the expertise of Asher Land, the master of romance, she could never quite control herself.

His breath became heavier, and his big hands skillfully began to unbutton her clothes.