Valentina pov.
I didn’t understand how it happened, but everything had become a blur at some point. One moment, I was in the club, and the next, I was in Alexander’s room, his hand resting on my head as he gazed at me with cold eyes. But beneath that icy stare, I could have sworn I saw a flicker of worry. Either that, or I was really imagining things.
“That idiot should have been here by now,” Alexander muttered under his breath, his gaze flickering between me and his watch, his frown deepening with each passing second as he sat at the edge of the bed.
I parted my lips, intending to speak, but the words gets caught in my throat, refusing to come out.
What was I about to say again? I couldn’t remember. All I knew was that my body felt unbearably hot, my skin felt sensitive, especially to the burning heat pooling between my legs.
My vision blurred, and my breathing grew heavier. I clenched my thighs together, trying to suppress the heat, but it was useless. When I opened my eyes again, I found Alexander staring at me with an emotion that sent a shiver down my spine.
Was that… lust?
I blinked, my face heating in embarrassment as I tried to look away, but his hand was already on my chin, stopping me from avoiding his gaze.
God, even the slightest touch of his fingers sent my heart pounding, making the burn intensify. For a moment, all rationality flew out the window, and before I could stop myself, the words spilled from my lips in a desperate plea.
“A-Alexander… please. I feel so hot. I don’t understand what’s happening, but-fuck it-I can’t take it anymore,” I whispered, my voice barely audible.
But he heard me. Loud and clear.
How did I know that?
Because of his gaze. It was definitely a look of lust.
My breath hitched as he moved closer, his face just inches from mine. Our breaths mingled, and I swallowed heavily, desperately wanting him to close the space between us and just kiss me already. However, just as I was about to feel his lips on mine, Alexander stopped, his eyes boring into mine. And I swear, I’m not joking when I say I could hear the sound of my heartbeat at that moment.
“Alexander-” I began, but he cut me off before I could finish.
“Stop calling my name like that,” he hissed, his grip on my chin tightening. The lust I had seen earlier in his expression shifted into unrestrained anger.
“You don’t get to call my name like that while wearing that face. You are not my Emily…” he said, confusing me for a split second.
What did he mean by that?
Before I could ask, Alexander let out a scoff, releasing my chin and leaning away. He exhaled sharply, rubbing the bridge of his nose in frustration.
“What the hell am I even saying?” he muttered under his breath with a dry chuckle before flicking his gaze back to me. “You’re not in your right mind right now, but don’t worry, you won’t die. Daniel is on his way to check on you. Just know that you’re definitely getting punished for this tomorrow.”
He shot me an irritated look before turning to leave, but before he could take another step, something in me snapped. Maybe I truly wasn’t in my right mind, just like he said, or maybe I was just reckless-but what I did next was undoubtedly the dumbest thing I could have done after realizing what Alexander was truly capable of.
I kissed him.
Before my brain could catch up, my body moved on its own. I knelt on the bed, grabbing Alexander’s hand and yanking him toward me before crashing my lips against his. My arms instinctively wrapped around his shoulders as I closed my eyes feeling his soft lips on mine.
Alexander froze, his body going rigid as he stood there, his hands by his sides, as if he was struggling to force himself to react.
You know, I think this is the third time this has happened-me forcefully kissing Alexander. The first two times, I remember how furious he had gotten. So this time… was he going to get mad again? Or perhaps kill me?
The fear of death quickly overpowered the heat, snapping me out of whatever spell had been cast over me. I jerked away from Alexander, my heart pounding as I looked up at him. He was still staring at me, but this time, I couldn’t quite tell if he was angry or if it was something else entirely.
“I-I’m sorry! I don’t know what came over me! I think it’s the drug, I swear! I didn’t kiss you because I wanted to-”
Slam.
My eyes widened as I was suddenly forced onto the bed, Alexander’s lips crashing back onto mine. One hand cradled the back of my head, while the other wrapped tightly around my waist, holding me in place as he kissed me-leaving me both breathless and trembling beneath him.
A moan escaped my lips before I could stop myself as I arched my back, my hands gripping his shoulders, pulling him closer. My eyes fluttered shut as his teeth grazed my bottom lip-heat spread through me, and I could already feel myself growing wet.
Alexander groaned, and I gasped as he roughly spread my legs, positioning himself between them. The unmistakable bulge in his trousers pressed hard against me as he began to grind, sending a shudder through my body.
Fuck, what was this? Why did it feel so fucking wrong and good at the same time? A voice in my head screamed that this was wrong, that I should stop before it was too late. But I silenced it, craving the forbidden.
Alexander pulled away, his eyes burning into mine as I panted, my lips swollen from the kiss. All I could think about was having him inside me, ending this madness.
“What are you doing to me?” he asked, his voice low and husky. “I should stop… I should be disgusted. You’re his daughter, for fucks sake.” His words dripped with venom, but his grip on me only tightened.
“Alexander… please don’t stop. I- I need you so badly, please.” The words spilled from my lips before I could stop myself.
Alexander’s jaw clenched, and before I could react, he leaned in, his hot breath against my ear making me whimper with pleasure.
“Stop?” He chuckled darkly. “Do you know why I’ve been resisting you all this time?”
His words sent a shiver down my spine, but before I could answer, his hand slipped under my shirt, fingers expertly undoing the clasp of my bra. A gasp left my lips as he freed me from the restraint.
“I’ve held back because I knew the moment I lost control, I wouldn’t stop-not until you were completely mine,” he murmured, his breath hot against my ear. “But remember this… whatever happens tonight, you started it. And you just might regret it tomorrow.”
Before I could process his words, his lips crashed against mine once more, his hand finding one of my hardened nipples. That single touch sent me spiraling over the edge.