Chapter 394 Not Leaving
'Don't take her ID, please.'
She truly felt lifted up with these prayers in her heart.
Alexander stood up, bent down again, lifted her from the sofa, and hung her legs on his sturdy waist. "Let's go."
His voice was hoarse, and his eyes were burning, almost scorching.
Victoria dared not look at him. Her face flushed. "Okay."
Victoria's voice was also hoarse.
Alexander took her upstairs, and with each step, Victoria's face grew hotter.
Men's desires were too easily revealed.
Victoria pressed her hand on his shoulder, feeling that she shouldn't touch him, but when she let go, she couldn't stand steady, so she buried her face directly in his chest.
Alexander stopped breathing, stopped walking, and after a few seconds, he reluctantly said, "Sweetheart, not now. Don't tempt me."
Victoria blushed, quickly propped up on his shoulder, and stood up straight.
At this point, Alexander's face was also red.
Alexander finally arrived at the bedroom upstairs, exhaling with a sense of relief. While holding her, he closed the door and leaned against the wall, panting. He wanted to say something forcefully but instead he just gazed at her face with difficulty. Then he slowly looked down at her cheek.
The little thing that almost choked him just now seemed different from what he had thought.
Alexander's Adam's apple was moving, and he restrained himself.
He knew that being too rough would frighten the girl.
He dared not be too forceful because he was afraid of scaring her, as she had suffered before.
"That day on your birthday, you say you loved me a lot, always." He struggled to say that sentence softly.
Victoria heard it. Her mind was already empty, and now it was even more so.
It felt as though someone had abruptly drained her of all wisdom.
"Victoria, if you're not drunk tonight, will you still say you love me?" Alexander asked.
"How could I?"
Victoria attempted to maintain her composure and responded to him.
"Why not?" Alexander said, grasping the back of her head with one hand, gently pressing her down, and then slightly tilting his head to kiss her.
The lips that tasted tiramisu were slightly bitter, but soon turned sweet.
He immediately pressed down on Victoria as she attempted to raise her head.
It hurt.
Did her mouth hit his teeth? Or did her teeth hit her own?
Alexander turned her around and headed straight for the bed.
"Say you love me." Alexander kissed her lips, murmuring in a commanding tone.
When he kissed her, she seemed to lose her mind, but when he asked her to say she loved him, she suddenly became clear-headed.
"Then do you love me?" Victoria asked again.
Alexander didn't say anything. He just smiled, and then kissed her lips more fiercely.
Victoria's breathing became fast and shallow as she wanted to escape, but Alexander's hand held her leg. "Darling, why do you always wear so much?"
She wasn't the type of girl who was so conservative that she couldn't wear a skirt.
But he rarely saw her in a skirt.
"If you encounter such a situation, you will also be cautious."
Victoria let him kiss her neck, staring quietly at the familiar ceiling lights.
Alexander's kisses slowly stopped for a long time.
He didn't dare to look at her.
Victoria suddenly smiled bitterly. "Alexander, can't we let each other go?"
Alexander, unable to speak, was infuriated, then suddenly left her. "You stay here tonight. I'm going to Benjamin's."
After saying that, Alexander left.
Victoria was still lying on the bed, just changing her position.
She could even lie on her side and watch his determined departure.
She felt a little sour in her heart, but she did not know why.
After the incident, she became calmer, finally no longer needing to hide this matter.
The corner of her eye quickly moistened the pillow, and she gently wiped it with her fingertips. Then, upon hearing the creak of the door, she looked up.
"Not leaving."
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