Captive Heart

n heads wherever she went. She had always been popular in school, and she had always been well-liked by her peers. Sophia had a bright future ahead of her, w

She was also well-known for her charitable work, she had been actively involved in a number of organizations that help

and would do anything for her. He had provided her with everything she could possibly want since her mother death, from a luxurious home to the

nd had always been determined to make a name for herself. She had started her own business and had quickly become successful. Sophia had alway

had always been honest, kind and fair in all her dealings. Sophia was a true lady, and she h

d to the passionate, fanciful girl inside of her. the one who was still hoping to be swept off her feet by her own chivalrous Prince Charming. Sophia finally had a clear idea of what she wanted for her 25th birthday—something her father had been inquiring about—as soon as she touched her feet at the part

worried about him too since he had lately been diagnosed with angina, an indication of coronary heart disease, so she had to admit that she felt bad for those selfish thoughts. Although he was no

ation that left her feeling pleasantly light-headed and as though a dozen butterflies were buzzing around in her stomach, as though she were being carried off her feet when a handsome, enigmatic man asked her to dance. During their dance Sophia realized that while this man

tall, she thought when he

trangely comfortable and secure with him. She was drawn to him because of a certain edge. He didn't look like the majority of the well-groomed guys in attendance, despite donning a tailored, fitted tuxedo. His brown scruffy hair was long enough to rebelliously hang past the suit jacket collar and was finger combed away from his jaw's and face's appealing angles.

sed for a few noticeable s

ted her lips. "The

his mouth and it was sufficient to round out his f

d over heels in love with the party’s host. However, she was unable to ignore her attraction t

interest. "How did you hear about me?" He swept her in a leisurely circle in time wit

ting enough to have her br

connection to your na

ounded surprisingly relieving. “Th

tickled as his entire body tensed up against hers. He also clenched his jaw. Just as a hand tightened around Sophia's arm from behind

a brief while. However, the fingers around her upper arm held firm and pinched against her skin i

el Al

strangely reluctant to let her go to the party in the first place, she had agreed to his demand, even though she knew it was his method of getting her to admit Michael's interest in her. She made an effort not to let that thought dampen her enth

allenge rather than acknowledging that she didn't like him despite her father's efforts to arrange a date for them. With sandy-blond hair and green eyes, Michael was unquestionably attractive, but that

nd enjoy her evening. She pushed those negative thoughts away while picking out a dress for tomorrow in order to maintain her memories of the party, but she realized eventually she would have to talk to her dad about the

hat she couldn't let her father control her life and that she had to stand up for herself. Sophia knew th