Chapter 815 This Morning, Let's Make Another Baby
Victoria was completely unable to think.
' Was I restless all night?'
'What?'
She then looked at herself and found she was wearing a silk camisole dress.
And the body heat of two people was directly contagious.
Victoria suddenly couldn't see anything in front of her, staring blankly ahead.
She tried to recall what happened last night. Did she have a drink, and then a handsome guy hit on her?
But that guy wasn't Alexander.
She remembered that person was quite young.
Victoria raised her hand to press her forehead hard, thinking she was too stupid to go out drinking. Didn't she know her alcohol tolerance?
"Vicky, you should drink more every day from now on."
"What?"
Victoria turned to look at him in surprise.
Alexander still closed his eyes, but his sleepy, husky voice continued to speak to her, "You insisted on coming back here to stay."
"Look at me."
Alexander suddenly said again.
She couldn't see clearly until the curtains were slowly drawn open.
He was awake, leaning against the headboard, his eyes filled with blatant desire, just staring at her.
Victoria was shocked, looking at the red marks on his neck, cautiously asking in a low voice, "Are you saying I kissed those?"
"Who else would have kissed them if not you?"
Alexander retorted.
Victoria stared at him blankly, and after a while, she only said, "Impossible."
As she spoke, she hurriedly tried to get out of bed, but before her toes could touch the ground, Alexander pulled her back and quickly pinned her under him, "Kiss and then deny it?"
"What are you talking about?"
Victoria thought she should understand his words, but she wasn't sure if he was being honest.
"What do you think I'm talking about? Who was crying last night, insisting on making love with me, not letting me be on top, and riding on me herself?"
Alexander suddenly stopped, looking at her stunned eyes, then slowly glanced down at his body.
He realized he couldn't continue because his mind was racing faster than his words, and his member quickly got hard.
Victoria naturally felt it too, shamefully looking away, her voice tense but cautious, "Get off."
"I'm aroused by my wife. Shouldn't I go in?"
Alexander was flirting.
There was no doubt about it.
Victoria suddenly closed her mouth, unable to say anything.
Because her mind was blank.
What kind of drink did she have last night?
Was that drink really that strong?
Victoria frowned until she felt his lips on her chest, and then she immediately said, "Alexander, stop it."
"You don't remember last night, let me remind you."
"Who wants to recall?"
Victoria became more anxious.
"So you finally believe me?"
"I believe you."
Victoria looked into his dark eyes, giving up resistance.
"So, since you still want to grow old with me, can you put this back on?"
Alexander reached under his pillow and quickly pulled out a ring.
Victoria then realized the seriousness of the situation.
He forced her to admit that incident and just wanted to continue this marriage.
"How did you find me last night?"
Victoria suddenly thought of a more important question.
She went drinking without telling anyone.
And she usually wouldn't go to a bar alone, so it should have been hard to find her.
Alexander suddenly smiled at this, kissed her on the lips, gently stroked her head, and murmured, "You know, tracking."
"Phone?"
"Yes."
Victoria was overwhelmed by his powerful presence and body. When his hand touched her chin, she opened her mouth and bit his hand.
But he didn't move.
"We've always had tracking between us. You just didn't notice."
"I didn't notice? I changed my phone."
"I know."
One night, while she was asleep, Alexander set up the tracking.
They were the most important people to each other; they needed to know each other's whereabouts at all times.
Especially after that incident.
He didn't just set up tracking on her phone.
But Victoria didn't know.
There were days when she couldn't find her watch, thinking she had misplaced it, but that wasn't the case.
Of course, Alexander didn't plan to tell her immediately. Her resistance to the phone tracking was already high. If he said more, she would probably get angry again.
"But what?"
Victoria asked again after a long time without an answer.
"I need to know your whereabouts at all times."
"That's surveillance."
"Call it what you want, but I won't let you have that kind of accident again."
Victoria realized he thought he was protecting her.
Didn't he realize how strong his possessiveness was?
He thought he was protecting her. But he was just selfishly wanting to know her whereabouts, thinking she was his wife and believed she had to be loyal to him, no matter what.
She thought and then laughed, "You shouldn't have come looking for me last night."
Alexander looked at her sulking face without speaking.
"I could have had a better time last night."
"Don't say things out of spite."
"At least that guy was young."
"Victoria."
Alexander was a bit annoyed.
He didn't like her using this to provoke him.
He had been abstinent for a long time.
"I've been wanting for a divorce, not just because you took a knife for Isabella. I'm tired of you. Can't you see I like new things?"
"I want to see how much you like new things now."
He gritted his teeth, then suddenly made a move.
Her dress was short, and with a push, it was up to her waist.
Victoria struggled, and Alexander said, "I didn't touch you at all last night. I was moved by your drunken words, but now, Victoria, it's all your fault for not knowing how to talk."
Victoria was stunned.
Alexander grabbed both her wrists with one hand, his hoarse voice as he squeezed her thigh, "I now even suspect you did it on purpose. Do you like it when I force you into having sex so you can appear passive and innocent?"
Victoria looked at him in disbelief. When he kissed her, she couldn't refuse and bit his lip hard.
Alexander held his breath until he tasted blood. He suddenly smiled, then kissed her hard again. After their lips and tongues fought, he held her and said in a deep voice, "How about we make another baby this morning?"
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