Chapter 441 Respect Her Love Her Cherish Her
"Do you say that again? What do we do?" Victoria turned to stare directly at his still-gentle features just after waking up.
Alexander's eyes opened slightly, his voice hoarse, "We make love."
"Impossible," Victoria looked at him with wide eyes for two seconds before immediately denying it.
"Really, last night you suddenly grabbed me, telling me not to go. You even said that you wanted to make love with me from the first time you saw me," Alexander said it as if it were true.
The first time she saw him, she even thought about having kids with him, but how could she possibly say that out loud?
"Impossible," Victoria quietly sensed her own body and decisively denied him.
She had read that if there was sexual activity, certain parts of her body would hurt. Apart from a hangover headache, she had no other discomfort.
Of course, her waist felt a bit sore, but that was because his arm had been draped over her all night.
"Just open the blanket, and you'll know," Seeing Victoria so confident, Alexander couldn't help but tease her.
Victoria immediately sat up and lifted the blanket.
"Alexander, why aren't you wearing any clothes?" Victoria asked.
As soon as Victoria lifted the blanket, she saw his rugged body.
Alexander couldn't help but laugh as he lay there, thinking, 'Victoria is truly an interesting person.'
Victoria suddenly covered her eyes, but the parts her hands didn't cover were already flushed red.
"I meant for you to look at the sheets," Alexander said.
"I know," Victoria replied.
"You know?" Alexander's expression turned serious. After a long pause, he removed her hand from her eyes. "Mrs. Harrington, do you want to continue checking?"
Victoria didn't look his way, letting him hold her wrist. Then she looked at her side of the bed, which was clean. There was nothing.
She quickly heard the suppressed laughter from beside her, and she understood what was going on. She threw the blanket at his face. "Alexander, you tricked me."
"Just a joke..." Alexander said.
Victoria covered his face and pressed down on him, muffling his voice.
But just as she was about to exert more force, Alexander, under the blanket, suddenly went still, scaring her so much her heart almost jumped out. Victoria quickly stopped, even gently calling him through the blanket, "Alexander? Why aren't you pushing me away?"
He was so strong. There was no way she could actually suffocate him.
But now Alexander wasn't moving at all. Could she really have lost her husband so early in the morning?
"Alexander?" Victoria called.
He still didn't move, and her voice became trembling.
She slowly lifted the blanket, wondering if he had some kind of claustrophobia. She had heard that some people had that condition and could suffocate in dark, confined spaces.
Just as Victoria had lifted the blanket halfway, Alexander's eyes opened wide. She immediately felt trapped, rolling over with the blanket and lying stiffly on the bed.
And the heavy weight on top of her was the man she thought had a phobia and had suffocated.
He was fine.
"Murdering your husband is a serious crime. But if you cause my death, baby, I'd be willing," Alexander's hoarse voice had already started kissing her lips.
Alexander felt like he was going crazy.
The moment she pounced on him, his blood started to boil, his mind filled with wild thoughts.
But he could only think, not act.
Because loving someone meant not doing anything without their consent.
Otherwise, he would be no different from a beast.
He had to let her know that he was her husband, that he respected her, loved her, and cherished her.
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