Chapter 326 Drunk, Willingness
"Victoria, can I make love to you?" Alexander's voice dropped to a whisper as he traced her lips with his own. "Hmph, I will only make love to Alexander," Victoria responded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Baby, I am Alexander." He gazed into her clouded eyes, unable to resist the urge to kiss her passionately. His lips moved to her neck, sucking hard enough to leave a crimson mark. Only then did he release her, slowly and reluctantly. "Are you Alexander?" Victoria's voice was slurred, the effects of too much alcohol apparent. Her mind was awash with memories of the man she had fallen for at first sight. She yearned to surrender herself to him. "Yes." Alexander's hand gently brushed her cheek, his lips tenderly pressing against her forehead and eyes. Victoria's long eyelashes fluttered, and she whispered shyly, "Then, I can." It was as if she had been transported back to that day, the night they had registered their marriage.
That night, she had lain alone in bed, fantasizing about his return. He had promised not to leave, to stay. They would grow old together, a loving couple. A fierce longing welled up within her, a longing for him to stay. "Victoria, be good," Alexander murmured, suppressing his excitement. He didn't want to disturb her, so he kissed her again, swiftly yet tenderly. He held back, knowing she might regret it the next moment. But she was already drunk, her mind a haze. She could barely think, her vision blurred. As Alexander began to undress, her face flushed a deep red, and she bit her lip shyly. Alexander felt a surge of desire, yearning to be one with her. As he unbuttoned his shirt and moved closer, Victoria asked him hesitantly, "You, are you really not leaving?" She was trapped in her own world, a world that was dark and crumbling. She had been abandoned there for far too long. Every day, she hoped for someone to rescue her. Had that person finally arrived? "I'm not leaving," Alexander assured her, stopping abruptly as he noticed her silent tears streaming down her face. Her eyes were red, her breaths shallow. Tentatively, she reached out to embrace him. In that moment, Alexander found himself unable to tear his gaze away from her. It felt as though a soft fist was repeatedly striking his heart. She seemed so vulnerable, so afraid. Did she still think they were living in the past? This sweet, naive girl. Alexander held her close, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Victoria, it's okay," he soothed, wondering if she was lost in memories of their past. "Okay," she responded obediently, as if behaving well would restore everything to the way it once was. Alexander kissed her brows, her eyes, her lips, his gaze lingering on her. Tonight marked a new beginning for them. "Alexander, promise me you'll never leave, okay?" She clung to his neck, her voice pleading. Alexander kissed her lips, looking into her tear-filled eyes as he whispered, "I'll never leave you." "Don't lie to me," she pleaded, her tears flowing freely once he reassured her. It was as though she had finally received a promise of safety. From now on, she wouldn't be alone. She would have someone to care for her, to love her, to lean on. "Victoria, I won't lie to you," Alexander vowed, cradling her face in his hands, his tone serious. At the sound of his solemn voice, Victoria's tears ceased. But in the next moment, she leaned in to kiss him. Alexander's grip on her slender waist tightened, desire coursing through his veins. He couldn't hold back any longer. He returned her kiss passionately, his hand lifting her long skirt.
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