This time the kiss is different from the last.
He really forcibly possessed her.
He held her tightly without letting go, his entire body firmly grasping her slender waist, increasingly forceful.
The temperature in the room gradually rose.
Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were tinged with a layer of mist.
Her body’s reaction told her, she seemed to have developed feelings for this man, a feeling she didn’t have for Albert Kingsley.
So, she didn’t love Albert?
The man didn’t rush to leave, but held her tight, kissing and nibbling for a while before finally leaving, somewhat reluctantly.
The entire room was filled with an aura of lust and passion, the temperature yet to go down.
Her whole body was covered in sweat.
Due to his vigorous exertion, her entire body felt sore and weak, she didn’t want to move at all.
She covered herself with the blanket, only wanting to sleep.
The sound of water finally stopped in the bathroom, Alexander Kingsley came out wrapped in a robe, went directly to the bedside, picked up Carla Carr, and walked into the bathroom.
"Hmm?" She didn’t want to move.
"How was my performance just now? Satisfied?" he asked, not yet satisfied, "If you feel it’s not enough, we can continue."
"Are you even human?" Oh, they say the Admiral is gay! Who said the Admiral is gay! Come out, I promise not to hit you!
This strong and unsatisfied man, how does he look like a gay man? Not in the slightest!
Carla Carr had a bit of regret.
Why on earth did she provoke this demon back then!
He carried her out of the bathroom, dressed her in a robe, and called out:
Carla Carr didn’t speak, too exhausted, she lay in the man’s arms, just hearing his voice again in her ear: "You’re really beautiful."
Her cheeks flushed slightly.
She never knew before that Alexander Kingsley was so good at sweet-talking, making her feel warm inside.
Also, except for the first time when it hurt... it didn’t hurt afterward... he was still quite tender with her.
Before, she thought he was truly GAY, and because of Albert Kingsley, she provoked him, determined to become the Admiral’s wife to get her revenge.
She didn’t expect, after really provoking this man, she would become hesitant!
What was she after? His looks, his power, the status of the Admiral’s wife... or did she genuinely have feelings for him...
Alexander Kingsley held her as they went downstairs.
The housekeeper had prepared breakfast, respectfully saying, "Miss Carr, Admiral, breakfast is ready."
The housekeeper, sharp-eyed, saw Carla Carr’s neck full of hickeys, extremely surprised!
Oh my, the Admiral and this Miss Carr...
Oh wow, so the Admiral isn’t gay after all!
"Admiral, I’ll take my leave now." The housekeeper tactfully gave them some space.
Carla Carr felt like it was all a dream!
She looked up at Alexander Kingsley, he had already returned to his usual cold and noble demeanor, exuding an air of abstinence.
The word "wife" was still in her head.
The way he called it, there was a mix of slyness, dominance, and tenderness.
Honestly, no man had ever called her that way before, and she couldn’t help but feel a flutter in her heart.
"What are you looking at? The food isn’t good?"
He glanced at her, his tone as cold as ever.
"It’s good." She averted her gaze, not daring to look at him. At this moment, this noble man and the rascal in bed seemed completely unrelated.
"If the food isn’t to your taste, tell the housekeeper, whatever you want to eat, she can make it for you."
"They’ve arranged an outing, the Crown Prince is back from his trip, we’re going to the Sovereign Capital’s Pink Smoke Fields, I’ll take you."
"..." Pink Smoke Fields?
At Pink Smoke Fields, drinking, playing cards, playing truth or dare?
Even, Carla Carr had an evil thought... on the grass, could it be that they’re planning a wild session?
Under the guise of: Pink Smoke Shock?