Chapter Forty-Seven.

Sorah’s POV.

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“Are you in love with me, Andreas?”

This is risky, but it’s bizarrely fun. Why didn’t I think of this before now? Since he’s painstakingly clueless about love, I can wield it against him. Two might as well play the mind game.

As expected, he only falls further into a haze of confusion, absolutely stupefied by the implication of my words. I tusk aside and shake my shoulders, “You may go on about the thousands of women you’ve frolicked into deception but, never have you settled down to understand the mechanisms of a woman’s heart, Andreas.”

“In reality, you know next to nothing about women and love.”

Is he just going to keep staring at me like this? I tilt my head to inspect his still expression with a scrunch of my brows. Hmm, I think I gave him a fatal blow by accident. It’s shocking, never imagined I could disarm him like this.

He pulls back, staggering in his retreat as if still suffering the impact of my fatal blow. I just watch him until he’s made four f