Chapter 205 Then the Next Question
Victoria, a bit breathless and with a shy, husky tone, said, "You bite me, of course it hurts."
Their foreheads were pressed together, their breaths mingling.
Right after she spoke, Alexander playfully nipped at the corner of her mouth again. "Aren't you the one who's not afraid of pain? Taking on so many people by yourself, you're pretty gutsy."
Victoria blinked, her long lashes brushing against his eyelids like delicate feathers, making him instinctively pull her closer until there was no space left between them.
She seemed to get why he was pissed.
"They didn't hit me, I wasn't hurt," she said.
"So what?" Alexander shot back, "Planning to do it again?"
Victoria's eyes sparkled with a smile as she followed his lead. "So don't be mad, okay? I know my limits. I'll take care of myself. Please don't be mad. I'll definitely tell you next time."
She was good at talking her way out, even had the nerve to say there'd be a next time.
He didn't know whether to be mad or laugh.
But he wasn't really mad at her in the first place. How could he be? He was just worried. When he heard she was challenging all the bodyguards in the underground training ring alone, his mind went blank for a moment.
He knew how strong his bodyguards were.
His first thought was she was being reckless, but when he saw she was unharmed, he realized he had once again underestimated her.
In the end, he gave in, pinching her small nose with a mix of helplessness and affection.
Then he asked, "Why'd you go there?"
She didn't seem like the type to challenge so many bodyguards for no reason.
Victoria briefly explained what had happened today.
While she was explaining, Alexander had already picked her up and carried her back to the bedroom, sitting on the bedroom sofa.
Alexander held her slender fingers, his tone firm. "Don't do that again."
Knowing she was in the wrong, she didn't argue and simply replied, "I understand."
Alexander suddenly felt quite troubled. How many times had this happened already?
The first time was in a private room at Mystic River Tavern where she got into a fight and got hurt. The second time was at Ethan's apartment. This time, it was sparring with subordinates at home.
He never wanted her to get into fights, not because he was afraid she'd hurt others, but because he was afraid she'd get hurt herself.
But he also knew that while Victoria might agree verbally, her actions might not follow suit.
"So how do you plan to resolve this?" he asked, turning slightly to look at Victoria leaning on his shoulder.
Victoria was silent for a few seconds before saying, "Let it be."
That person didn't show any flaws this time, but they would definitely act again. She might as well go with the flow.
Alexander's eyes were deep and intense, like a dark, dangerous swamp.
This matter seemed to target Donna, but in reality, it was aimed at Victoria.
After a while, he asked, "I remember, the director currently in charge of your company's script is Orlando, right?"
Upon hearing this, Victoria, who had been resting her cheek on his shoulder, shifted to rest her chin on his shoulder.
She openly admired his perfect profile, every contour filled with charm.
She sighed inwardly; even Alexander's profile was so captivating.
After admiring him for a while, she slowly replied, "Yes."
While playing with her fingers, he continued to ask calmly, "What role does Donna play in this drama?"
Victoria thought about what Lila had mentioned before and then said, "Supporting actress."
Alexander continued to ask step by step, "Is her role replaceable?"
Replaceable? As far as she knew, Orlando Ingram's scripts never replaced actors midway, and every role was already decided before filming began.
Orlando's casting choices were also very strict and discerning. If an actor didn't fit perfectly, he wouldn't cast them.
That was why his films always did well; he had a keen eye for talent.
"Probably not. Orlando never replaces actors easily. Based on his personality, it's more likely he wouldn't shoot at all," she responded, a glint of insight flashing in her eyes.
Her response indicated to Alexander that she had some understanding of Orlando.
Alexander continued, "Alright, next question."
Her eyes lit up, realizing he was helping her analyze her doubts.
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