Chapter 14 Her First Orgasm

Alexander’s P.O.V.

At a quarter past nine, I turn the doorknob and enter my room. The moonlight is coming through the parted curtains and casting a silvery glow across the space.

Alice stands with her back turned, lost in thought, her delicate fingers tracing patterns on the windowpane. The gentle night breeze plays with her locks, causing them to dance and sway.

As I switch on the lights, she turns toward me. Her eyes appear devoid of their usual shine, and her face has lost its previous radiance. I think it’s because of Aunt Rose, she is still upset.

I stroll towards her, and my eyes widen in shock upon noticing marks on her chin.

Who did this to my kitten?

I frown and clutch my hands in rage.

Nobody can leave such marks on my belongings. Whoever is responsible must face the consequences of harming what is mine.

Curiosity mixed with concern, I stroke the marks on her chin with my thumb as I inquire, “Who did this?” In response, she closes her eyes, and a lone tear escapes, rolling d