Summary of When Love Turns Dangerous 8 from When Love Turns Dangerous
When Love Turns Dangerous 8 marks a crucial moment in Internet’s Romance novel, When Love Turns Dangerous. This chapter blends tension, emotion, and plot progression to deliver a memorable reading experience — one that keeps readers eagerly turning the page.
Chapter 8
It all happened too quickly. Before the others at the table could react, Shawn had already marched out of the dining area.
Soren studied Tara. He knew that she hadn’t meant to do it. He’d stood up too abruptly, and Shawn had been walking too close. So, a collision was inevitable.
Tara was rubbing her right shoulder with her left hand. Her shoulders were slender, her collarbone pale and delicately defined.
“Are you okay?” Soren asked, surprising even himself.
Perhaps it was because he’d indirectly caused her to get bumped, stirring an uncharacteristic flicker of sympathy.
When the words left his mouth, he wished he could take them back. Tara was the type who’d seize any opportunity to get ahead. What if she thought he was interested in her?
But Tara dismissed it as nothing more than a polite inquiry.
She dropped her hand from her shoulder, replying, “I’m fine. It doesn’t hurt.”
A flicker of surprise crossed Soren’s eyes as he studied her again, puzzled.
Tara pushed the chair back under the table. When she looked up, she found him staring at her as if she were some rare specimen.
She frowned, bewildered. Instinctively, she touched her face, checking for whatever might have drawn his attention.
“Mr. Farrell, is there something else?” Tara asked.
There was nothing unusual about her face, so why was he staring at her that way?
Soren snapped out of his thoughts, his tall frame straightening with an air of effortless arrogance.
“Nothing,” he said before walking away.
Tara watched his retreating figure, puzzled, but soon dismissed it.
Among the four male leads, only Shawn seemed outwardly stable. Lance presented himself as gentle and scholarly, yet beneath that façade lay an air of quiet superiority.
Jonah was all icy detachment, while Soren’s moods swung like a pendulum. But each commanded admiration from everyone around them.
She’d have to maintain her distance from them, even at work.
Stella, Leah, and Hailey had all seen Tara bump into Shawn moments earlier. Based on what they “knew” about her—and her past behavior—they were convinced that she’d done it on purpose.
Their stares turned pointed, their expressions making it clear that they believed she still jumped at every chance to lure men in.
Tara glanced their way and instantly knew what they were thinking. However, she couldn’t be bothered with them. After cleaning up Soren’s table, she was ready to end her shift.
Just as she clocked out and stretched, Stella rushed over. Assuming that Stella was also there to punch out, Tara moved aside to let her pass.
“Tara, Gemma asked you to bring Mr. Pearson a mug of milk,” Stella said.
She had already told Gemma about Tara accidentally bumping into Shawn.
Gemma was shrewd, and her words were never entirely trustworthy. She figured that sending Tara to Jonah with milk was a test.
Tara wasn’t immediately convinced. She checked her phone and saw Gemma’s message in the work group, tagging her to deliver milk to Jonah.
“Fine. I’ll go,” Tara said flatly before walking toward the bar counter.
Stella was sure that Tara wouldn’t pass Gemma’s test. She had no doubt that Tara’s dismissal was just a matter of time.
Tara carried the milk upstairs and knocked on Jonah’s door.
“Come in.”
The voice inside was cool and detached. Tara opened the door but didn’t enter immediately.
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