CHAPTER 13: CHAPTER 13 YIELDING

Chloe Simpson didn’t expect Alexander Johnson to suddenly go mad.

She bumped into his chest, feeling instantly dizzy.

By the time she regained her senses and wanted to resist, it was already too late.

The moment Alexander’s hand reached out, it was like an electric shock coursing through her, numbness spreading through every part of her body.

Under the long-lost touch, a gasp escaped from her lips.

At the same time, the scorching heat, the deadly caress, and the ambiguous atmosphere, each one kept Chloe on the edge of desire.

Her heart truly went mad with want.

No!

She cannot do this!

She is a married woman.

Even if she were to do something, it should be with her husband, with Lucas Hughes.

It should never be Alexander Johnson!

On her wedding night, she had already made one unforgivable mistake and could not make a second.

With repeated intense struggles, Chloe still used her rationality to suppress the desire in her heart.

After all, she hadn’t drunk alcohol today; she was sober.

"Alexander Johnson, I told you I don’t want this!"

Once she sobered up, Chloe struggled desperately, trying to push Alexander off of her.

But she was already overpowered by Alexander; how could she possibly break free?

"Nurse Simpson, haven’t you heard that the more a woman struggles, the more excited a man gets, the more he likes it?"

With just a few moves, Alexander had her hands pinned above her head.

Meanwhile, his other hand continued to softly caress her body.

Starting from her neck, his fingers slowly slid downwards.

The motion was extremely slow, and in such a moment of emotional upheaval, the slower it was, the more it became unbearable.

Chloe was already stuck in a difficult position because of Alexander, and being tormented like this again, she was naturally in discomfort.

Under the bright lights, she could clearly see her clothes being undone bit by bit.

The sense of shame climbed higher and higher, along with an inexplicable sense of excitement.

And Alexander’s cold and indifferent expression, like a high and mighty emperor, seemed to want to see her unrest.

A fire seemed to ignite in her heart, burning instantly.

Her entire body began to heat up.

She stared intently at Alexander’s fingers, circling from her neck to her collarbone.

Finally reaching her chest, her nurse’s uniform already exposed a large area.

Chloe could clearly see the rise and fall of her own chest.

Her hands bound, she could only twist her body madly in resistance.

"Alexander Johnson! You bastard! Hmm!"

Yet in the process of resisting, she found her body’s reactions growing stronger and more intense.

Even her mind reached an unprecedented level of stimulation.

Because of her struggle, Alexander’s hand grew heavier, the soft fullness rubbing back and forth in his palm.

The rough calluses in his palm intensified the friction.

Soon, the little buds on her full peaks became hard, standing erect.

As the little buds stiffened, her body was overwhelmed with a series of reactions.

Chloe felt a strong emptiness in her lower body.

Like having gone a long time without eating, her mouth felt tasteless, wanting to bite into something.

It was that kind of feeling in her private parts.

Her body tensed, buttocks clenched, and her abdomen tightened in response.

Lying on top of her, Alexander keenly felt each of her tremors.

"Seeing this reaction, doesn’t it just make you want to... fuck!"

Alexander coldly curled his lips, his words like a messenger from hell, choking Chloe at her vitals.

"..."

And Chloe couldn’t utter a word of rebuttal.

At such close proximity, she saw herself clearly in Alexander’s pupils, a self whose expression was dazed and longing yet fiercely struggling.

Her inner world collapsed under the weight of such an expression!

"Alexander Johnson, you beast! Let go of me!"

Chloe couldn’t accept herself like this.

The sense of betrayal felt like the endless sea on the morning after her wedding, almost drowning her.

"Let go? Heh, Chloe, you must be dreaming. I really like this feeling; I’ve never experienced such excitement before."

Alexander glanced at the shadow outside the window and spoke with a cold laugh.

Not only did he not let go, but his actions intensified.

Amidst the struggle, Chloe’s nurse uniform was torn open with a "rip."

Due to Alexander’s immense strength, even the clothes under her uniform were being ripped open.

Her entire body was almost completely exposed under the glaring light, with only her intimate underwear remaining.

Alexander involuntarily caught his breath, his blood racing through his veins.

Both on the wedding night and the night Lucas Hughes gave Chloe Flibanserin, he and Chloe had engaged in their affairs in the darkness.

He had never seen Chloe so bare.

Desire filled his eyes in an instant.

He became restless and frenzied.

In his heart was a struggle for Chloe’s fidelity to Lucas, a desire for heavy-handed revenge, and the deliberate act for the audience outside the window.

Unable to hold back any longer, Alexander lowered his head, starting from the softness of her chest, biting, licking, teasing, kneading, and moving down.

"Mmm!"

Chloe felt the heat on her chest, groaning as the initial pain turned into a tingly numbness, spinning and ravaging her.

For some reason, her whole body began to tense up, her breathing becoming rapid.

She took a deep breath of fresh air, but before she could catch her breath.

Alexander’s lips trailed down from her chest, feverishly licking to her waist.

"Ah!"

This seemed to be her most sensitive spot, igniting in an instant.

The wet heat of Alexander’s tongue, mixing with the scorching sensation, made it unbearable for her.

She cried out, grasping desperately at the pillow atop her head, her fingers nearly deformed.

Faced with Chloe’s frenzied passion, Alexander couldn’t help but be drawn in.

It was as if his rationality vanished in that moment.