Chapter 633 No More Delays, You've Owed Too Many Times
Holding the doorknob, Victoria quietly peeked inside.
Alexander stood just inside the door, looking at her playful eyes and her cautious expression. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly and reminded her, "Come in."
Victoria quickly walked in with her head down like a little girl who had done something wrong.
But she deliberately left the door wide open.
Alexander just looked at her coldly. As he observed her standing near the door, maintaining a safe distance, he 'kindly' reminded her, "Feel free to leave the door wide open, but don't blame me if any sounds get out."
"What sounds?" Victoria mumbled softly but obediently closed the door.
She followed the door, so she quickly reached his side but still kept her head down, not daring to look at him, and said softly, "We haven't had dinner yet."
At that moment, all of Alexander's dissatisfaction seemed to melt away.
Her soft words were practically an invitation to him.
But soon, he took a long stride to her side.
"Who am I?" he asked seriously, in a deep voice.
Victoria looked at him, puzzled, but still answered, "You are Alexander."
"Wrong; think again." Alexander was very serious.
"Are you crazy? If you're not Alexander, who are you?"
'Could you be Adrian?' Victoria complained in mind, but she didn't dare to say that name out loud.
'Why is he suddenly asking such a stupid question?' she thought again.
"I'll give you one more chance," Alexander restrained his temper and said again.
Victoria stared at him for a while, then slowly asked, "My husband?"
Alexander finally relaxed but still remained serious, "Would your husband care about other women?"
"Mom and Grandma..." Victoria lowered her eyes, planning to silently count them for him.
"Victoria," Alexander immediately called her seriously.
Victoria couldn't stand his pressure and quickly responded, "No."
But her heart felt heavy. She didn't know what he wanted, making her guess over and over.
"Since you know, why did you give me an irrelevant answer when I asked you downstairs?" Alexander asked.
Victoria thought Alexander was unreasonable. How was she supposed to know he was concerned about her? It was Isabella who hit the door.
And he had always been so good to Isabella, always showing kindness to her. How could she dare to have wishful thinking?
"Next time when you're worried about me, please include my name," she lowered her head and softly reminded him.
Alexander listened and immediately raised his hand to pinch her chin, making her look up at him. "Victoria."
"What?"
"If you're not afraid of dying in bed, keep talking."
Victoria immediately bit her lip, not daring to make another sound.
But if someone wanted to find fault with you, they would find it even if you kept silent.
"Do you think keeping your mouth shut will solve everything?" Alexander questioned her.
Victoria looked at him puzzled, her eyes silently questioning his intentions.
"Call me."
"Alexander..."
"Wrong."
"Honey."
"That's right."
Victoria wanted to curse him but held back.
Moreover, as soon as Alexander said "right," he suddenly leaned in and kissed her lightly on the lips.
At first, it was very gentle. She kept her hands straight against the door, not moving, just planning to let him vent his anger in his own way so she could go eat. However, his gentleness lasted less than ten seconds. After a few light kisses, he suddenly kissed her harder. Victoria couldn't help but tilt her head back and moan, but the sound was quickly swallowed by him.
Alexander's fingers, both sensual and warm, delicately caressed Victoria's neck, leaving her breathless. The areas he touched flushed with a rosy hue, and in a soft murmur, he declared, "From now on, you can only call me honey, understood?"
"Stoping sucking."
"Got it?"
"I promise you, but can you stop leaving hickeys on my neck? Everyone wiill see them."
Alexander's eyes showed a hint of slyness, then he quickly lowered his head and sucked hard on her neck. "No."
He was always domineering, doing whatever he wanted.
Victoria felt that he had definitely left a mark again.
Her neck was covered with hickeys. If it weren't for the cool weather now, she would have to conceal her neck with a scarf throughout the day, undoubtedly drawing attention and raising questions from others.
Victoria's hand slowly moved from behind to the front, gently holding a bit of fabric on his waist, feeling him kiss down her neck. She whispered with difficulty, "Honey, can we have sex after dinner?"
Alexander trailed his kisses down to her collarbone before gradually ceasing. He held her face and said in a deep, seductive voice, "Okay."
"But you have to kiss me until I'm happy," Alexander said, then picked her up.
He habitually wrapped her legs around his firm waist, one hand supporting her, the other pressing against her back to prevent her from getting hurt.
Victoria looked into his deep blue eyes. For some reason, she didn't feel any resistance. She even wrapped her arms around his neck, consciously entangling her legs around his waist, then kissed him again and again.
Victoria found that she really liked kissing him.
She loved seeing his restrained, patient look.
Was he holding back for her?
He could have ignored her and just made love to her.
She tried to touch his tongue with her own.
Alexander's heartbeat suddenly intensified, and he held her tighter.
Victoria couldn't help but let out a moan but continued kissing him.
She wasn't particularly skilled at those lingering kisses. Despite her current clumsiness, she was making an effort to improve.
Compared to Alexander, she was far behind.
Why was he always so skilled, making her unable to think in no time, while she...
Victoria couldn't help but cup his face in her hands and look at him, then suddenly kissed him hard out of spite.
Alexander couldn't take it anymore, carrying her to the bed, then kneeling on one knee on the bed, slowly laying her down, continuing to kiss her, "Darling, I'll teach you."
He seemed to have the intention to teach.
However...
"Mr. Harrington, Mrs. Harrington, dinner in ten minutes." Mason knocked on the door outside.
Alexander reluctantly stopped kissing her.
Victoria panted, her face flushed. "You're still laughing."
"Can we skip dinner?" Alexander kissed her again and again, negotiating with her.
"No."
Now in the Harrington Mansion, surrounded by elders, skipping dinner was not an option for them.
Alexander suddenly spoke, "Unless..."
"What?"
"Say you love me," Alexander held her, kissing her and whispering.
He still insisted on hearing her say she loved him.
But Victoria couldn't help but murmur, "Or..."
"No more delays, you've already Owed too many times," he said in a low, unquestionable tone.
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