Alex stared at Oli to see how deep her wound was when she raised his shirt to clean the wound but as his eyes fell on her waist, her eyes darkened.
He knew that his skin was too fair but looking at her waist it made him feel like it could not belong to a man. It looked so supple and tender but it was also curvaceous.
Holding that waist could be the dream of many men. His hands touched to pinch that part of her body when he frowned. What was he even thinking?
The bottom of his eyes darkened uncontrollably, before his gaze moved away from her.
"Go and do it in the bathroom!" he roared abruptly, making the hand of the girl pause in confusion before she nodded and left.
The man must be a neat freak. He must be appalled by the amount of blood but then he had taken good care of her when she was dressed up as a woman.
