Everly Forces Him to Marry Her?

The smell of sex floated in the air. Even though it was faint, Sophia still caught it.

She felt disgusted. She allured Maverick on the bed, but he was not interested. He was not asexual at all. She was just not the woman who could arouse him.

Maverick sat on the sofa. The man who just enjoyed good sex had a different kind of charm in his movement. He took out a box of cigarettes, pulled out a cigarette between his slender fingers, and then looked up at Sofia. "You've wet the ground."

Maverick didn't even glance at her good figure. Sophia's face darkened. Water dripped down from her body and there appeared a splash near her feet. Maverick didn't like her after all, so he was picky about these minor details.

The temptation turned to embarrassment.

Sofia had to wrap herself up with a bath towel. There was no need to show her sexy figure if the man did not appreciate it.