Chapter 143: Have we lived our lives according to the vows we made to each other?

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Ragnar tilted his head, his eyes widening in disbelief at Sophia's bold and defiant words. His slightly long, platinum white hair fell from his broad, muscular shoulders, shimmering beautifully.

"Stop fighting me, Ragnar. You are mine. I am your Master," Sophia declared.

He would prove her wrong.

With a fierce growl, Ragnar tightened his grip on Sophia's wrists, pinning them firmly above her head. His powerful body loomed over hers, his muscles taut and his eyes burning.

Her words struck a chord deep within Ragnar, stirring something primal and fierce. He leaned down, his lips hovering just above hers, his voice a low rumble.