Chapter 804 Teeth Marks
Alexander returned to Rockland Street before noon.
He stood at the door until twelve, then opened it.
Victoria had locked the bedroom door in advance. When he walked in, he felt the whole room was rejecting him, but he still resolutely strode in and headed straight for the master bedroom.
Remembering that she had locked the door, he withdrew his hand as soon as he touched the doorknob.
He just stood there and smiled helplessly, then took a key out of his pocket.
Victoria heard the key and immediately got up. The door was slowly being opened.
Alexander glanced inside, probably thinking she was asleep.
She sat on the bed, "You're in the wrong room."
Seeing she wasn't asleep, Alexander didn't hesitate any longer. He walked in, gently closed the door, and started undressing as he walked towards her.
"How could I be in the wrong room? I've slept here countless times."
Alexander patiently reminded her. His coat was already on the sofa outside. By the time he reached her bedside, he had unbuttoned all his shirt buttons. "Where's that beefcake guy?"
Alexander suddenly asked.
She had sent him a picture of a beefcake guy.
Victoria deeply regretted it now. She should have ignored him. How could she make such a low-level mistake at this time?
"Where's your Ms. Bryant?"
"I sent her away."
Victoria couldn't help but look at him again, hearing how casually he said it.
"As a man, of course, I like to compete with other men. So, as soon as you sent the picture, I couldn't wait to compare. What? Did he know I was coming and got scared off?"
Victoria had nothing to say. She inadvertently saw his abs and had to speak again, "You should leave."
"Where would I go? We're still married."
Alexander suddenly leaned in front of her, gripping her slender legs and looking at her with a hoarse voice.
He was seducing her.
Victoria just said lightly, "I don't like your cologne."
"Really? I like it a lot."
Alexander replied again.
It felt like a knife stabbing straight into her heart, a broken knife with a dull tip.
That kind of pain, being stabbed but not dying, was truly disgusting.
Victoria silently warned herself not to lose her temper. To deal with Alexander, she...
"I know Mr. Harrington has always liked this cologne. Should I ask Ms. Bryant where she bought it and get a few more bottles for you?"
"I suddenly remembered, Mr. Harrington should know about this cologne much earlier than Ms. Bryant."
Victoria's voice wasn't loud, but every word hit him right in the heart.
Alexander released her leg, stood up, unbuckled his belt, and took off his pants right in front of her, getting into bed.
Victoria didn't have time to react. She instinctively lifted her leg to one side, trying to escape.
Alexander grabbed her slender waist and pressed her onto the bed, pinning her down. "Where are you going? It's a bit too urgent to buy me cologne now."
Victoria looked into his eyes, wanting to tell him not to push her too far.
But thinking that if she spoke to him angrily, he would only torment her more, Victoria softly said, "Mr. Harrington, I was just going to find you a driver. I think you want to go to another woman's bed, not your secretary's."
"Another one? Which one?"
He pressed her down, questioning her slowly.
"I can't be sure, but I can't get Isabella out of jail. Finding Ms. Bryant shouldn't be hard."
"Say that again?"
Alexander suddenly grabbed Victoria's jaw and lifted it, the two of them glaring at each other in the dim light.
"What are you angry about?"
Victoria's eyes welled up, and she finally couldn't help but ask.
Although her voice couldn't express anger, the doubt in her eyes was clear.
"Who said I'm angry?"
Alexander asked defiantly.
"Then what are you doing? Just trying to strangle me for fun?"
Victoria asked again.
Because her jaw was being held, her voice was forced to be very soft.
Alexander's hand trembled, and then he looked at her again and said in a low, hateful voice, "I'm going to bite your neck off."
As he spoke, he suddenly lifted her jaw higher and bit down hard on her neck, really hard.
Victoria's face turned from red to white in pain, her hands gripping the bedsheet tightly, enduring it.
Finally, she let out a painful groan.
She felt a real sense of crisis, as if he was going to bite her neck off.
But after that groan, he changed his approach, sucking hard on a large area of her neck.
Victoria felt he was as domineering as a madman, the kind who could take her life at any moment.
Alexander's hand moved slowly from her neck downwards, and Victoria immediately tensed up, making a tense sound, "Alexander, don't."
But he had had a few drinks before coming, and his emotions were highly stimulated by her. Now, full of desire and anger, she said no, but he only wanted to conquer her.
Alexander kissed her slowly from her lips to her collarbone. His strong waist bent, his breathing gradually heavy but quickly restrained.
Victoria's face was flushed, her hands trying to lift his chin, but he didn't move at all.
"Alexander, please."
Victoria had no choice but to beg.
Hearing her plea, Alexander's mood softened a bit. After a few more kisses, he looked up and murmured, "Still trying to make me angry?"
Victoria, in pain and with tears in her eyes, shook her head vigorously.
Seeing her so aggrieved and pitiful, Alexander's heart suddenly softened, and he gently kissed her lips.
Victoria didn't dare to dodge, but his kiss quickly intensified. She raised her hand to push his shoulder.
Alexander grabbed her hand and held it above her head, looking straight at her, "Don't resist, or else..."
Victoria was too scared to ask, but he suddenly whispered in her ear, "I'll tie you up."
Victoria held back her frustration, feeling his harsh lips move from her ear to her neck again. Finally, she couldn't hold back anymore, "Alexander, you can't do this to me."
"And you can do this to me? As my wife, making me abstinent every day, taking cold showers?"
She almost mentioned the divorce papers being submitted, but she was afraid he would immediately stop it if he knew, so she held back.
But Alexander kissed her again, on her lips, on her jaw where he had pinched her. He lingered on the places he had pinched as if soothing the pain he had caused her. After a while, he slowly kissed her neck again, where he had already left some teeth marks.
In her ear, his hoarse voice said, "Victoria, I want to make love to you right now."
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