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She swallowed with a sigh to lose her body, then she twisted his hair in different ways, her gaze fixed on his lower abdomen.
"Do you need a massage? You said you are tired," Bella asked with a guilty heart. Since when did she start plotting to achieve something?
"I'd love that. Do you want me to take off my shirt?" murmured Alexander with closed eyes, delighted by her initiative. He was her master. She should do things for him.
"N-Noo... . It's fine with a shirt on," Bella quickly put a stop to his idea. She knew his body, his toned muscular body could women bleed from their noses. Who knew maybe pulling off the stunt would cause her to faint instead of arousing him?
"Well, impress me with your touch," Bella heard him, her ears going numb. Why did she feel Alexander knew what she had tried to do?
Bella let go of his hair and grabbed both his shoulders with her hands. Her soft and small palm put pressure on his shoulder, which felt like an ant crawling. But she had a technique that Alexander couldn't deny, with no force, yet he was having a good time.
Within a few seconds, Bella was sweating, and her wrists were aching in pain, but the stone figure didn't give her any satisfying result, especially what she wanted to see. Nonetheless, all her work seemed in vain.
There was no reaction in his lower abdomen. The frown emerged at the sight. She felt like crying. She molded his shoulder with a little pressure and then put more force on the shoulder bone. Still no response.
"Bella, why do I feel your eyes somewhere else?" Bella got startled hearing Alexander's words. Her face contoured in shock. Her fingers hoist up while she leaned her head on the side slightly to see if Alexander's eyes were opened.
"I think I'm right," said Alexander with a smile, making her heart shut down as she was caught by him.
"How do you know....? No... no... I mean, what are you talking about?" Isabella said, changing her questions as she revealed her real thoughts and proved she couldn't lie.
Alexander opened his eyes and raised his head from Bella's lap and took his head back to face her.
His eyes were deep and a smile it had could make you nervous as if it saw your soul already.
Bella stopped giving any expression as if she had frozen in time and his eyes were a reflection of her peccant fantasy. In the end, she accepted her doom by giving him a silent answer.
"What are you looking at, Bella?" Alexander whispered over her face as he lock her with both hands, leaving no way for her to escape. Now she had to answer his question.
"I-I am not L-Looking anywhere?" said Bella with fear, biting her inner cheeks.
"It's alright. Tell me what your heart says," Alexander said, parting his mouth as Bella saw him.
"I... Am I not attractive to you?" Confessed Bella, finally.
"Who told you?" Alexander smiled as his hand reached for her cheek to caress. His eyes melted with gentleness as the woman looked so innocent. Everything he thought and calculated earlier went wrong.
Can he get tired of her? He doesn't think so. Every time he saw her, he felt like adore her. She was not like the other women he had been with. Was he going Crazy?
"Did you feel anything when we kissed?" asked Bella, looking into his eyes to see emotions, but there were none.
"Are you searching for love again?" Alexander said and the playful smile faded slowly. She could ask him anything but love. He didn't think this world had anything called love.
God made humans with the emotion of love, but they killed whom they love and cherish, and that made God a big fool. But Isabella wasn't God's child, then why did she searching love?
"No, I'm not talking about love. I know my boundaries," said Bella with a pause that she needed to gather courage then added, "I read somewhere that men's bodies react if their partner is attractive." Isabella took a deep breath as she finished, shifting her gaze to the side.
She was alright even after confessing her thoughts to him, but the man didn't leave room for her not to become a red shrimp because he laughed. He literally laughed at her. Bella wanted to hide until he forgot her words.
Why did he laugh? Oh, it is so embarrassing. Bella cursed herself in her mind.
"Look at me," said Alexander, straightening his posture from hovering. He was amused by the creature, who was inviting the devil with open hands. Isabella, who was dead inside, turned her head with down eyes.
"I don't want to scare you at the table," Alexander spilled the truth, admiring his red apple, which looked ripe hell fruit.
"I don't understand," Isabella replied in a confused tone as she failed to get the meaning even after thinking about his words.
"You looked perfect red bite. And I don't want to finish it in one morsel. Do you want to see if my body reacts to your touch?" Alexander wore his devilish essence, which could tempt an angel to betray the heavens.