Villain Ch 1569. Smudged Lipstick [Part 3]
The fire was already lit.
Because it wasn't just a theory now.
It wasn't just a suspicion.
They had kissed.
She had been standing right there while Larissa strutted in with his taste still on her lips.
And no one had noticed but her.
Unacceptable.
Sophia stepped out of the locker room, towel draped around her neck like a medal of war. Her hair was neatly tied back, her gym bag slung on one shoulder.
She was already drafting her next move in her head—probably a soft post with a group shot, a casual caption with just enough passive-aggression to spark whispers. Maybe even a cute little #earlymorningswithunexpecteddrama tag for flavor.
Then she paused.
Because right there—just outside the front glass doors of the gym—Allen walked into view.
Allen.
