Chapter 300 Applying Ointment On Her
A soft gasp escaped her lips as she found herself ensnared. "Why must you be so mischievous?" Alexander queried, his tone light yet filled with an underlying seriousness. He cradled her gently, taking care to avoid contact with his still wet hands.
Standing before the sink, he quickly rinsed the foam from his hands, his gaze drifting to her flushed countenance. "Why are you so heavily clad?" he asked, curiosity lacing his words.Victoria fell silent, her response swallowed by the sudden quiet.Noticing her discomfort, Alexander chose not to press further. He dried his hands and gently lifted her from the cold floor, carrying her back to the sanctuary of their shared bed.Locating the ointment, Alexander carefully opened the packaging. He rolled up her sleeves and applied the salve to his hands. After ensuring an even distribution, he tenderly held her wrists, massaging them as he asked, "Why have you fallen so quiet?"Victoria's gaze slowly met his. A sudden urge to confess the truth welled up within her. But did he already know? If he did, would he truly not mind?Her mind was a whirl of thoughts she couldn't untangle, her vision clouded. She forced herself to regain her composure.As Alexander applied the ointment to her wrists with a feather-light touch, a comforting warmth began to spread. Despite the soothing sensation, her heart pounded relentlessly in her chest."Alexander," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper."What is it?" he asked, his voice a soothing balm."I can manage these minor matters myself," Victoria said.
"I'm here. You don't need to do it alone. And..." he trailed off, his words hanging in the air.And what? Victoria looked up at him, her confusion evident in her soft gaze.Under her questioning gaze, Alexander continued, "This wasn't my original plan. You were meant to live with me, not in this small and easily trespassed apartment."A sense of helplessness washed over Victoria. Had he always been dissatisfied with her small apartment?
"My apartment may be too small for a man of your stature. I suggest you leave early," she retorted, her words laced with anger."Even though I'm not fond of this place, as long as you're here, I'll stay," Alexander declared, his hand gently cradling her injured wrist.The rain outside intensified, its steady rhythm providing a melancholic soundtrack to their silent standoff.They locked eyes, words unspoken hanging heavy in the air.Later, Alexander changed the ointment, saying, "Look up."Victoria was taken aback, her surprise evident in her wide eyes. Alexander remained silent, gently tilting her chin upwards.The bruise on her neck was still visible, even after her makeup had been removed. It was a bruise-removing ointment. Alexander applied a small amount with his index finger, spreading it carefully over her neck.Victoria's heart fluttered, her instinct urging her to pull away."Don't move. It'll be over soon," Alexander reassured her, his voice steady.His gaze was fixed on Victoria's neck. Her slender neck was truly a sight to behold, but it became even more enticing under his touch, stirring wicked thoughts within him.Damn it, he couldn't resist the urge to kiss her. He felt as though he was being seduced. He was merely trying to apply the ointment, but her skin reacted first. Could she really blame him?Victoria could feel his heated breath inching closer. The imminent danger set her on high alert, but...Her vigilance melted away in mere seconds as Alexander's lips grazed her neck.Alexander caught her neck with his arm in time. As she fell, he protected her cervical vertebrae, allowing himself to fall with her.
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