Chapter 215 He said, “ His Whispered Plea, "Hold me tight.”When Victoria came back Me Tight"
Victoria's senses returned to her with a jolt, and she promptly released her grip on his muscular arm, attempting to rise. However, his hand remained firmly clasped around her waist. Her plea was desperate, "Let me go."
Alexander found her request amusing, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth.
Without missing a beat, he drew her into his arms, pressing her down onto the plush couch. He positioned himself at her side, looking down at her with a gaze that sent shivers down her spine. Victoria was utterly taken aback.
Despite his hand cradling her head, her nerves were frayed, making it difficult for her to draw a breath.
"Breathe," he instructed in a low, commanding tone.
It was only then that Victoria remembered the simple act of breathing. She parted her lips to speak, but was silenced by the soft brush of his lips against hers.
"Darling, you're tempting me," he murmured, his voice laced with accusation. He continued to savor her lips, seemingly unable to resist her allure. Victoria's lips held a deadly charm that made him yearn for more.
"Shall we retire to the bedroom?" His voice was husky as he trailed kisses down her neck. Victoria's mind snapped back to reality. She needed to return home. She pushed against his shoulder, her voice desperate, "I need to return home."
"Darling, wherever I am, that is your home," he gently replied, effortlessly lifting her into his arms. In her dazed state, she found herself being led back to the bedroom. His next question caught her off guard, "Would you like to shower together
“Don’t you want to give me a gift? If you can’t make love with me, how about taking a shower?”
Victoria felt as though she was spiraling into madness. His thoughts seemed to revolve around making moneyand showering with other women.
"I want to return home," she repeated, her voice barely a whisper.
"Say it again," he challenged, his lips finding her neck once more.
Victoria repeated her plea, her voice laced with frustration.
His response was a threat, "If you say you want to go home again, I won't care about you anymore." Victoria was left speechless, unsure of what he meant by 'won't care'.
"If you shed another tear, you'll join me in the shower," he warned, his threats proving effective.
Tears welled up in Victoria's eyes, and she couldn't help but whisper, "Alexander, you're tormenting me."
He was tormenting a woman five years his junior, a woman he had abandoned for two years. He was utterly contemptible. In her heart, she silently cursed him a hundred times over.
"Yes, I'm tormenting you, Victoria. I enjoy tormenting you, and I won't stop," he confessed.
His confession sent a wave of fear through Victoria. She weakly pushed against him, a gesture he seemed to find amusing.
He longed for her to hold him tightly as he kissed her, something she had never done before. Intrigued by the thought, he decided to test the waters. "Victoria, will you hold me?" he asked.
Victoria was taken aback by his request, her tear-filled eyes reflecting her refusal. "If you embrace me now, I promise not to bother you tonight," he offered.
"Can I trust you?" she asked, finding him utterly untrustworthy.
"Yes, if you embrace me, I won't touch you tonight, nor will I insist on a shower," he reassured her.
"Can I return home then?" she asked hopefully.
"No," he replied curtly.
Victoria felt wronged once again. He was simply asserting his dominance over her.
"But if you refuse to hold me, I'll undress you, and then..." His words trailed off into a whisper, causing her to quickly wrap her arms around his shoulders.
Alexander felt a tightening sensation beneath him, but he managed to control himself.
He continued to whisper, "Hold me tighter."
Victoria remained silent, vowing to herself that if he deceived her, she would exact her revenge while he slept.
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