Sophia Moore's POV

"Let go of me!"

I yanked on the man's arm, trying to throw him off with all the strength I had—but he didn't budge.

"You little slut, you've got a wild side, huh? Good. I love wild girls," he sneered. "Come on, sit down and have a drink with me."

His enthusiasm only grew as I resisted. Clamping a heavy hand around my waist, he dragged me toward the sofa. Heads turned in our direction; a few bystanders smirked, clearly ...