He just held her small waist like that, without any regard, and forcibly took her.
The room temperature unknowingly started to rise.
She never expected that the Admiral, rumored to be both abstinent and gay, would be such a strong and muscular man.
How could he look like a gay man!
Previously, when she stood naked in front of him, he wouldn’t have any reaction. Why... why now, just hugging him, kissing him, could ignite such a fire within her.
What could she do? What could she do?
He’s so strong, and not just temper... apparently, the Admiral truly is quite big... it’s not just a reputation.
What could she do now.
The room temperature kept rising.
All over the floor were scattered clothes.
Some here, some there, and the bed’s creaking sound... along with the little woman’s slightly satisfied whimper of pleading~ yes, she’s begging,
She’s pleading beneath him.
Back then, how arrogant she was, demanding every day to sleep with him until he couldn’t leave the bed...
But now, it seems she’s said it all, it’s come true, yet it’s a bit different, because now the one who can’t leave the bed is her...
It’s her, Carla Carr...
No one knew how long had passed.
Her whole body was steaming hot as she clutched the man on top of her, crying, "Mmm mmm, Admiral, you’re so bad."
"Hmm?" He slightly curved his lips and kissed her beautiful apricot eyes, "Wife, listen carefully, from now on... only for me, understand? Hmm?" Because she was Albert Kingsley’s "ex-girlfriend".
Albert, that little hooligan, idling day-to-day in the Summer Palace... Alexander couldn’t watch her all the time.
Now she’s truly his woman.
So naturally, he would still be jealous... yes, jealous of Albert, jealous of his little nephew.
"..." Her face blushed, her wildly beating heart hadn’t returned to normal.
"Wife." He wasn’t willing to leave after finishing, just like that, pressing against her, kissing her again, "Wife... you’re truly beautiful."
From the first moment he saw her, he was amazed.
She and Eva Nightingale were two completely different types of beauty... as for Carla Carr, she’s just like a little rascal.
Her cheeks flushed: "Alexander..." She didn’t know why, but she felt like crying. Back when Albert chased her, he never praised her , but Alexander had been helping her since the beginning.
"Husband." She obeyed.
"Hmm, good girl." He held her, reluctant to let go, "Wife... shall we go again?" Couldn’t resist her...
If it kept going , what if she truly became obsessed with him? Her status was low, she couldn’t possibly match the Admiral.
Indeed, even Albert, a spoiled son of a rich family, was above her reach, how could she dare dream of Alexander, the Admiral!
Back then when she approached him,
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But now, she didn’t care for those motives...
"Alexander let me go..."
She pushed him away, blushing, and ran into the bathroom.
The man paused, curling his lips, what’s wrong? Is he so scary? Would he eat her?
Why’d she run? What’s she running for?
Her relatives are about to visit... so he’ll have to endure a few more days?
Thinking about it was distressing... but what could he do, he’ll bear with it.