Chapter 651 Yes, Be Your Slave
"Victoria, what's the plan?" Alexander murmured in her ear.
Victoria's heart did a little happy dance, and her brain went all fuzzy. She ducked her head and mumbled, "What do you mean?"
"I can't imagine life without you anymore," Alexander said softly.
His other hand slid down to her belly, cradling it like it was the most precious thing ever, his thumb gently stroking.
It was like he was saying hello to their baby.
Even though they both knew it was just an embryo at this point.
But the second that embryo showed up, it filled their hearts with all kinds of warm fuzzies.
They'd had so many false alarms before, thinking she was pregnant, only to be let down. But that night, when the test came back positive, everything changed.
Even his breathing got softer, his love for her more tender. He didn't want to scare their baby or hurt her.
Victoria held his hand and asked softly, "Can he feel us stroking him?"
Alexander smiled gently, "Yeah, he totally can."
When he said that, Victoria couldn't help but believe it.
Or maybe, from the moment the baby was in her womb, they had this telepathic connection?
They should caressing their baby more. A kid loved by their parents from the get-go would be way happier than other kids. Victoria was sure of it.
She couldn't help but look at Alexander, who was resting his head on her shoulder, seeing the happiness in his eyes. She could hardly believe that one day, they'd be so in sync.
Alexander looked up at her too, didn't say a word, just moved his hand from her belly to her face, then pulled her closer and kissed her lips.
Her lips were sweet.
He kissed her once, then couldn't get enough and kissed her a few more times, whispering hoarsely, "You're so sweet, babe."
Victoria smiled, "I had dessert tonight."
"Then let me taste what dessert it was."
He suddenly couldn't control himself. Victoria's voice was soft and sweet, and he couldn't help but kiss her.
Victoria instinctively leaned back, "Hey, stop."
"What's wrong?" Alexander propped himself up in front of her, his eyes filled with undeniable desire.
"I suddenly feel a bit nauseous."
"What?"
"Should I freshen up first?" Victoria asked.
"Did you forget how you made me nauseous last time you ate chitlins?" Alexander said, suddenly grabbing her slender wrists and kissing her.
Victoria thought back to the last time she ate chitlins and kissed him. It was last year.
It had been a while, but that was the wildest time in their relationship.
Back then, Victoria dared to ask him for anything.
If she hadn't been so head over heels, she might not have been so hurt before the wedding.
But every time he kissed her, he was so focused and passionate, making her quickly lose her reason and respond to him instinctively.
'Is this what loving someone is like?' Victoria thought silently, not wanting him to know she loved him.
She mustn't let him know.
Alexander kissed her and then stopped reluctantly, pressing his forehead against hers and laughing softly, "Sweetheart, it wants to make love again, what should we do?"
"It's okay, we have four options."
"What options?" Alexander frowned.
Victoria leaned into his ear and whispered something.
Alexander's eyes immediately filled with fire, and he leaned into her ear, "Instead of..."
Victoria's face went beet red, and she could barely squeak out, "What are you talking about?"
"You started it."
"But I'm not as blunt as you..."
"You can only say those words to me, got it?" Alexander reminded her with a smile, but his eyes were dead serious.
"Who else would I say it to?" she asked.
"Just remember what I said," Alexander said, kissing her neck.
Victoria murmured, "What if I forget?"
"Honey, I wanna bite you," Alexander said and actually bit down.
"Ouch, Alexander..."
"Do you remember now?"
"Yes, it hurts. Who else would I say such things to besides my husband?" Victoria, feeling dizzy from the bite, mumbled in a grievance.
Hearing her call him her husband, Alexander immediately moved in front of her and kissed her lips tenderly.
Victoria's mind was a total mess. She even wondered what she had just said.
Did she really call him her husband?
She regretted her impulsiveness, but they already had a child. Wasn't Alexander her husband?
At this moment, he was her husband, and he had left his mark on her forever.
When he kissed her ear, she murmured, "Alexander."
"What?"
"Let go of my wrists."
"Why?"
"I want to hug you."
Alexander quickly let go of her hands, his eyes filled with eagerness.
Victoria's arms were sore from being held, but she quickly wrapped them around his neck.
It was like she was declaring her territory.
Alexander couldn't help but murmur, "Say you love me."
"I don't love you," Victoria mumbled but immediately lifted her head to kiss him.
Victoria thought it was pointless to say it aloud because saying it didn't make it last.
Besides, she always felt like she owed him something.
It seemed only fair this way.
Despite having already received such profound love, she couldn't understand why a sense of sadness suddenly crept in.
But she still wanted to owe him.
Alexander didn't push it, instead, he took the lead, turning her wild but unskilled kiss into a deep one, making her almost unable to breathe.
He slowly deepened the kiss on the couch.
Eloise was about to take a shower when she saw Jenny running back and whispered, "What's wrong?"
"Mr. Harrington and Mrs. Victoria Harrington are in the living room."
Eloise saw Jenny's expression and knew what they were doing in the living room, but thinking about Victoria's pregnancy, she immediately urged, "Then you should go out and remind them. If anything happens to my great-grandchild, I'll blame you."
Jenny, though embarrassed, still walked out.
"Sir, Madam, Mrs. Eloise Harrington wants you to be careful not to catch a cold," Jenny came out and spoke awkwardly.
Alexander stopped kissing Victoria and lay on the outside, covering Victoria, whose buttons he had undone. He skillfully buttoned her up and said, "Okay. You can go now."
Jenny immediately left, eager to disappear.
Alexander looked at Victoria with a bit of sadness and kissed her forehead, "Shall we go back to the room?"
"Will you carry me?"
"Of course," Alexander agreed, with a look of unquestionable duty.
Victoria was easily picked up by him, and Alexander couldn't help but sigh, "If you always boss me around like this, I am happy to oblige."
"To be my slave?" Victoria couldn't help but ask curiously.
As he carried her and walked towards the stairs, he said seriously and deeply, "Yes, be your slave."
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