As Alex stepped into the bathroom and closed the door behind him, Annika breathed a sigh of relief. "Finally, some privacy," she muttered to herself, quickly moving to the dressing table to begin removing her jewelry . With each piece carefully set aside, she hesitated before reaching for the strap of her gown, "Wait", she thought, glancing at the bathroom door in suspicion. "I need to make sure he's really gone. I don't trust that beast".
Approaching the bathroom door cautiously, Annika was startled as Alex emerged suddenly. His presence caught her off guard, and she instinctively stepped back. Alex, misinterpreting her reaction, advanced towards her, his imposing figure making Annika retreat further. "You seem eager for our wedding night," he remarked with a smirk, his tattooed muscles on full display as he shrugged off his gown.
Feeling trapped aganist the wall , Annika met Alex's gaze with defiance. Their eyes locked, and Alex'd suggestive gesture only fueled her frustration. With a swift push, she distanced herself from him , her words sharp with disdain. "I'm not interested in you . You're nothing but s crook, " she declared, attempting to walk away .
But Alex wasn't ready to let her go so easily . Catching her hand, he drew her closer, his chest pressed against hers. "If l mean nothing to you, why do you keep looking into my eyes ?" he challenged , his gaze searching hers fot answers . For a fleeting moment, their eyes remained locked in silent communication before Annika broke away, retreating into the bathroom .