Ch: 167 [Sophia’s life]

Ch: 167 [Sophia’s life]

"Well, I just wanted a drink away from the prying eyes," Bruce smiled faintly.

"You and me both," She sighed.

"Is everything alright?" Bruce asked.

"Nope. Nothing is alright. My mom is suffering from kidney failure and my brother got into a drug mess last week, still running around with his case. And I'm busting my ass trying to make a living. Haaa... I just wanted to drink and forget all my worries for a while," Sophia sighed.

Bruce remained silent, listening to her rants.

"Sorry, you must be tired of listening to this shit," She laughed dryly.

"No, it's fine," Bruce smiled.

Sophia took a sip from the glass and closed her eyes, enjoying the taste. After that, she glanced at Bruce and asked, "What about you? What are you doing here in Metropolis?"

"Nothing. Just came to enjoy my time," Bruce smiled.

Sophia nodded and drank another gulp.

"Are you from Metropolis?" Bruce asked.

"Originally from Star City, but after losing my job, moved to Metropolis and opened a baking shop, though that's struggling too. Well, at least the money I made from modeling is enough to feed us," Sophia laughed.

Bruce's eyes widened a bit, "Model? You? Really?"

"Well, cosplay model," She blushed lightly.

"Oh," Bruce smiled faintly and sipped his drink.

"Why? Didn't think I had the looks?" She frowned.

"No, you look beautiful. It's just that, usually, models are arrogant and so full of themselves, never thought someone who models cosplays could be humble like you," Bruce shrugged.

Sophia's face turned red at the sudden compliment and then she narrowed her eyes and asked, "How many models do you know? Wait! Considering you are Bruce Wayne, I'm pretty sure you've slept with most of them, huh?"Gét latest novel chapters on nov(e)lbj/n(.)c/om

"Tsk tsk, you really think of me like that? And no, I've never dated or slept with models, too busy trying to make the world a better place."

"Yeah, right, Mr. Wayne. World peacemaker, philanthropist, billionaire, playboy. There's no way someone like you could stay celibate for long," Sophia chuckled as she ordered a couple of vodka shots.

Bruce shook his head and smiled helplessly seeing her drinking habits.

"What? Can't handle a couple of shots?" Sophia teased.

Bruce smirked and replied, "I can drink three times more than you, you know?"

"You know, most men would have taken advantage of this situation... A drunk lady in her underwear in a bed. But you are really a gentleman and didn't even touch or do anything? Weird... Super weird? But I think I'm the weird one to let a man into my apartment in the middle of the night. You know, this is the first time we ever met and I still let you in. But, maybe because you feel safe, familiar, and trustworthy. Maybe I'm a good judge of people and my heart knows you, I don't know," She began to speak nonstop. She's aware of her situation, but she's also drunk.

"Well, being too trusting can harm people too," Bruce frowned.

"I know, but, like I said, you feel different. Something's... off. Like in a good way, you know. That's why, I want to tell you a big secret... You want to know? Huh? You want to know?" she spoke slowly.

Bruce nodded and sat at the edge of the bed, beside Sophia as her hand remained clamped to his hand.

"I've never been with a man, like ever in my life. I'm 28, you know, how hard is that? Work, work, and more work, you see what a bitch fate can be. And I like a stupid girl, kept my virginity intact. Oh, yeah. This 28-year-old woman, who's past her prime, is still a virgin and you know what? Fuck it, my virginity belongs to whom it's supposed to belong to." She breathed.

"Me, no... That doesn't feel right," She scrunched her nose and held her head. She didn't notice Bruce's slightly wide eyes.

Sophia caressed her tummy and massaged her breast with her other hand, "But I wouldn't trade these for a big house or an expensive car. Huh, the alcohol, it's making it worse. But yes, I'd still trade it for love. I'd rather be alone and free, and happy than living in a big house filled with fake people, plastic smiles, and plastic marriages."

Bruce nodded.

"If you want, we can have sex. Why not, you are a handsome guy and you also like me, I mean you helped me so far, right? And also you would also need the feeling of a woman and the release. I don't know what it is about you, but I like you. Oh, no need to feel pressure or think that I'm trying to take advantage of you since you are rich and all. But Fuck! I'm so horny and frustrated... I just need a good fuck I think. Heheh... And there I was babbling about love and all. Does this make me a slut?" She tilted her head and looked at Bruce innocently, not knowing what was going on in his head as her eyelids kept closing every so often.

"You are drunk and should get some rest," Bruce replied.

"What I need is a big cock, right now. So, be a man and fuck me hard. I'm drunk and you won't get a better opportunity than this," Sophia muttered and pulled the comforters away, revealing her panty as she opened her shirt. She looked seductive. Bruce was also slightly tempted but seeing her drunken state, he could not bring himself to act on his desire.

Bruce leaned forward, "No. I won't fuck you in your condition. But..." He pressed his lips to hers in a deep and fiery kiss. He parted his lips from her, "That's all I can give you right now. So..."

Sophia's body stumbled back as he helped her lay down slowly...

"...for now... Sleep..."

"You are a good man, Mr. Wayne... Well... What a nice kiss..." Sophia fell asleep.

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