However, without any sense of guilt, Casandra came with a suitcase. Her body was slightly wet from braving the rain.
“You can’t talk at all!” Alexander snapped just as Casandra stepped into the room. He stood with his arms folded, glaring at the confused Casandra.
Suddenly scolded without knowing what she did wrong, Casandra felt it was excessive anger displayed by Alexander. Nevertheless, it was effective in making her brain work hard, trying to figure out what had made her husband so angry.
“When your husband speaks, you listen!” Alexander approached, and Casandra reflexively moved backward.
“I warn you, this is the last time you defy what I say.”
Closing the distance between them, Casandra kept moving back to avoid touching him since the bedroom wall was already against her back. But she couldn’t escape now.
“S-sorry, Sir,” Casandra murmured, barely audible over the sound of heavy rain.
“Do you know what your mistake is?” Alexander lifted her chin with his index finger.
Casandra nodded. “I didn’t want to listen, Sir. Even though it was raining outside the room. I apologize, Sir.” Despite feeling nervous and almost unable to breathe due to Alexander wearing only a towel, Casandra managed to form sentences to acknowledge her earlier mistake.
“Good, now that you know where you went wrong.”
Instead of distancing himself as Casandra had apologized and admitted her mistake, Alexander continued to close the gap between them.
Casandra was startled when their bodies made direct contact. Even though it wasn’t the first time, it was never an easy scene for her, considering who Alexander Parkasa was.
“S-Sir…” Casandra found it increasingly hard to breathe as Alexander brought both his hands up, crossing them above his head, and rested them for a brief moment.
The brief moment repeated every second, making Casandra weak, stunned, unsure of how to breathe properly. Just facing Alexander brought strange waves that shattered her defenses, let alone being touched so intimately like this.
Unbeknownst to her, Alexander’s right hand had unbuttoned the shirt he was wearing, causing Casandra to flinch when their bare stomachs touched. If her hands weren’t restrained, she would have slipped, sitting on the floor.
“As compensation, I’ll take what’s mine,” Alexander whispered directly into Casandra’s ear.
Before the girl could comprehend the meaning of his words, she cried out, “S-Sir!” her voice choked in her throat when she found herself floating in Alexander’s arms. From leaning against the wall, she was now on the worn-out bed of her parents. Although the thin mattress caused Alexander’s knees to ache as he knelt between Casandra’s legs, he didn’t seem to mind.
Alexander held Casandra close and caressed her back, unhooking their garments to remove any barrier between them.
After unfastening the three hooks, with three movements from Casandra, Alexander was already enjoying the intimacy, touching both of her bosoms, one of which he had accidentally pointed to earlier.
“Only do it if you truly want to, not out of spite towards Madam,” Casandra spoke honestly. She couldn’t fathom where she found the courage to utter those words.
Alexander lowered his head, gazing into Casandra’s eyes that always looked serene and calm, as if hypnotizing him to forget all the pain Cesilia had inflicted.
“Are you sure?” he asked. Though it was difficult, Casandra mustered her hands to cup Alexander’s cheeks. “I am your wife, Sir. Everything I have, it’s all yours. I don’t care where this story ends, but what’s certain…”
Casandra’s words were cut short. Unbeknownst to her, her dancing tongue became the target of Alexander’s. Her body tensed as he deepened the kiss, demanding answers to all the questions he had given.
Willing to serve and submit completely, as long as it wasn’t merely to vent his anger towards Cesilia. This was Alexander’s condition before taking his precious crown.
Alexander agreed because he felt comfortable beside Casandra. He admired her willingness to listen and obey. When he forbade her, she wouldn’t move. When she broke the rules, she wouldn’t hesitate to apologize, even without being asked. Thus, when the last covering on Casandra’s body flew somewhere, Alexander had already dropped his towel, ready to claim what was his and to fulfill his responsibility as a husband.
Casandra closed her eyes, not due to pleasure, but because a lightning flash was clearly visible from the sky. Just as fast, Alexander hugged her, covering her ears.
“I’m here,” he whispered to the trembling girl, sensing her great fear from her gaze. Alexander instinctively moved to protect his wife.
The thunder roared, dispersing all the beautiful reveries and desires that had built up. However, Casandra didn’t allow her fear of thunder to stop her from becoming a complete wife. She fought against it, ignoring her fears, and dared to kiss Alexander’s broad shoulders. She hugged him, caressing his innocent back, reigniting the passion that had previously subsided.
Alexander reciprocated in kind, knowing exactly what he should do. His wife was ready, so what was there to wait for? Her heart was set, so there were no more doubts. Although Casandra wanted to give up because the sensation was not as she had imagined, Alexander wouldn’t force her if it would only cause pain.
Nevertheless, doing it wasn’t as easy as she had thought. Although Alexander had diverted the pain by touching and caressing every inch of her skin, kissing and savoring her lips, squeezing and savoring her not overly large, yet round and firm breasts, her desperate moans still escaped her as Alexander struggled to enter. Despite trying several times and being wet down there, it still missed the mark.
Casandra held her breath, gripping Alexander’s shoulders but unable to ease the pain when he tried. After several failed attempts, she wanted to give up. Her face turned red from the pain in her thighs. Alexander himself wanted to stop, not wanting to see his wife in such pain.
However, Casandra’s legs wrapped around his waist, preventing him from withdrawing. She persisted in trying. And for the umpteenth time, Alexander stopped. Holding back, even though he was impatient to move quickly. When he finally managed to enter, even if only partially.
Wanting to thrust fast and deep, but Casandra’s tear-streaked face ordered him to stop. He remained in place, letting Casandra get used to his presence.
It was her first experience, and Casandra felt like she was being torn in half. Overwhelmed by extreme pain as Alexander was only halfway inside her.
Casandra’s breath was still irregular. Her face turned pale. Beads of sweat soaked her forehead amidst the cold rain. Unbothered by the cold air, Casandra’s body was burning, just like Alexander, who was now drenched in sweat, all for the sake of breaking through Casandra’s defenses.
For a moment, Alexander was silent, observing Casandra’s face, unable to guess what she was feeling.
“Tomorrow is fine,” Alexander kissed Casandra’s damp forehead for a long time. Even though he wanted to go further, he couldn’t force her if it caused pain.
Yet, the answer Casandra gave was a shake of her head. Although faint, Alexander knew his wife refused to stop.
“T-tomorrow or now, the pain is the same. It’s better now, because I might not have time tomorrow to fulfill my duty as your wife… Lex,” she confessed honestly from the depths of her heart.
Casandra was prepared to endure all the pain, both physical and emotional. She no longer wanted to think too much about the future because she was certain that Alexander was her soulmate. Too confident? Let people say what they want, as long as Alexander was by her side.
Even Casandra was ready, even if she only had two years as Alexander Parkasa’s legitimate wife. It didn’t matter, as long as she was whole as a wife.
To be honest, Alexander was torn between wanting to stop and continue. Unfortunately, down there, he was only getting harder, twitching, ready to go deeper. Even though they had paused for a few moments, he still wanted to thrust fast and deep. However, Casandra’s tear-streaked face urged him to stop. He stayed in place, allowing Casandra to adjust to his presence.
This was her first time, and Casandra felt like she was being torn in half. Overwhelmed by extreme pain as Alexander was only partially inside her.
Casandra’s breath was still irregular. Her face turned pale. Beads of sweat soaked her forehead amidst the cold rain. Unbothered by the cold air, Casandra’s body was burning, just like Alexander, who was now drenched in sweat, all for the sake of breaking through Casandra’s defenses.
For a moment, Alexander was silent, observing Casandra’s face, unable to guess what she was feeling.
“Tomorrow is fine,” Alexander kissed Casandra’s damp forehead for a long time. Even though he wanted to go further, he couldn’t force her if it caused pain.
Yet, the answer Casandra gave was a shake of her head. Although faint, Alexander knew his wife refused to stop.
“T-tomorrow or now, the pain is the same. It’s better now, because I might not have time tomorrow to fulfill my duty as your wife… Lex,” she confessed honestly from the depths of her heart.
Casandra was prepared to endure all the pain, both physical and emotional. She no longer wanted to think too much about the future because she was certain that Alexander was her soulmate. Too confident? Let people say what they want, as long as Alexander was by her side.
Even Casandra was ready, even if she only had two years as Alexander Parkasa’s legitimate wife. It didn’t matter, as long as she was whole as a wife.
To be honest, Alexander was torn between wanting to stop and continue. Unfortunately, down there, he was only getting harder, twitching, ready to go deeper. Even though they had paused for a few moments, he still wanted to thrust fast and deep. However, Cas