Chapter 829 The Belt Issue Isn't Over

At dawn, it was just getting light outside.

Delicate Victoria was pulled into a familiar yet dim world.

Alexander's tall figure stood by the wall while she was tightly held in his arms.

Soon, she heard his husky voice, "Vicky."

She didn't have time to think about the reason or what was about to happen. Her face was cupped, and then she tasted his alcohol-laden lips.

The kiss was electric, igniting a blaze of desire.

Soon, she tasted blood, quickly spreading on her tongue.

She couldn't tell whose blood it was; it just hurt so much when their lips collided, it brought tears to her eyes.

Alexander's large hand seemed to carry some kind of heat, pooling all her blood to her slender waist and her mind. She could hardly breathe; her legs went weak, and she was about to collapse.

His long arm suddenly held her tightly, lifting her and turning around, and then she found herself sitting on the nearby half-cabinet, enduring his even more intense assault.

Victoria didn't know how he ended up at that door and why they were suddenly entangled in such an ambiguous manner.

She grabbed his arm, trying to remove his hand from her body, but his hand seemed welded to her.

She didn't know how long it had been when she heard footsteps outside the door and quickly stopped struggling.

Alexander's kisses were no longer as domineering. Sensing her brief calm, he gently sucked on her lips.

Even though he often kissed her, he could never get enough.

He cupped her face, slowly stopped, and looked at her lips, now soft from his kisses, murmuring, "They've left."

Victoria realized that Edward had taken Olivia away, but then she felt her lips being caressed. That ambiguous feeling made her immediately raise her hand, weakly but firmly grasping his wrist.

Unexpectedly, this skin contact made Alexander feel even more intimate. He once again cupped her flushed face and kissed her.

Soon, there was another commotion outside, the lively laughter of Strawberry and the gentle praise of Eve.

Eve, usually reserved and cautious, a cold beauty type, seemed to give all her gentleness to Strawberry.

Victoria was thinking about this when her lips suddenly hurt, and she couldn't help but let out a sound.

"You're still not focused?"

Alexander's deep voice, filled with allure, reached her ears.

Her long lashes trembled slightly, the pain on her lips felt like the skin was broken, and even blood was slowly oozing out.

Seeing this, Alexander's eyes darkened, and he immediately kissed her again, sucking hard.

Victoria thought, 'He is a vampire.'

It hurt, a piercing pain.

Her gentle, delicate brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and just when she felt she couldn't breathe from the pain, he suddenly let her go.

Victoria breathed heavily, unable to help but glare at him.

Seeing her emotional eyes, Alexander couldn't help but want to kiss her again.

This time, Victoria was quick to react, raising her hand to cover his mouth.

Alexander had to stop, but he still stood close to her in front of the cabinet.

In the large bedroom, it gradually brightened, and the ambiguous atmosphere slowly spread.

"Who told you to sleep with Olivia?"

Alexander asked.

"I did."

Victoria mumbled, looking to the side, but when she tried to lower her toes, she couldn't reach the ground.

She sighed inwardly; she just wanted to escape.

In their current position, her knees were spread open by him as if she was intimately clinging to his waist.

But she wasn't.

Looking at where her eyes landed, Alexander softly asked, "Victoria, do you know how much you make someone want to devour you right now?"

The words were so light, but Victoria still heard them.

Recently, Victoria felt like he wanted to make love at any time.

Suddenly, a phone ringtone interrupted them, and Alexander directly picked her up and turned towards the bed.

"Alexander, let me go."

"No."

Alexander's words were firm and unwavering.

Victoria couldn't help but look down at him; he was quite resolute in his refusal.

But why did he have to hold her while answering the phone?

Supporting her back, he bent down to pick up the phone, his eyes suddenly staring straight at her, "Hold tight, if you fall and hurt your back, it won't be good."

"None of your business."

How was she supposed to hold tight?

Victoria lowered her head in frustration.

Alexander suddenly rubbed her nose lightly, whispering, "If you end up bedridden, I can do whatever I want."

"Alexander."

"What?"

Victoria hadn't thought of a retort when he suddenly bent down, seemingly about to let go of her back. Feeling his hand leaving her back, she instantly wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.

Alexander paused for a while, unable to suppress his laughter.

But seeing the number on the phone, he suddenly frowned. Victoria, blushing, wanted to scold him, but seeing his frown, she turned to look at the phone in his hand.

It was Daisy.

"Well, answer it."

Victoria glared at him.

Alexander reluctantly answered, but holding her, he put the call on speaker, tossing the phone onto the bed and sitting down with her.

On the other end, Daisy's voice came through, "Mr. Harrington, did you receive the belt I sent you?"

Holding the restless Victoria, Alexander sighed helplessly, then murmured, "Stop squirming."

Victoria's ears buzzed, and she immediately looked up at him.

Seeing her tension, Alexander deliberately said, "Why are you glaring at me? You know, Ms. Bryant."

Victoria immediately covered his mouth with her hand and then looked down at his phone.

Alexander quickly hugged her tighter, "Honey, you finally hugged me."

Victoria instantly pushed him away, but trying to escape his embrace was impossible.

In the struggle, Alexander suddenly grabbed her arm and fell back.

Victoria felt herself falling, but luckily, he cushioned her.

In an instant, they were even closer, and she could feel his bones pressing into her painfully.

Meanwhile, the call was quickly hung up.

Daisy, holding her phone in disbelief, frowned in shock.

Did she just hear Alexander call Victoria "honey"?

How could that be?

Daisy glanced at her watch; it wasn't even seven o'clock yet, and they were together, and it seemed as if they shared an intimate bond.

She just wanted Alexander to use the belt she sent him properly.

Thinking this, Daisy immediately picked up her phone again.

She wouldn't call again, but she could text.

[Please try the belt properly. If it doesn't fit, you can exchange it.]

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