Chapter 4

I had mistaken him again! My face turned as red as an apple, and I bit my lip, wishing I could disappear into the water.

"Sweetheart, are you not feeling well?"

Alexander's voice, deep and seductive, broke through my thoughts. I suddenly remembered someone once mentioning how similar I looked to Alexander's wife.

So, Alexander had mistaken me too…

An inexplicable wave of disappointment washed over me.

Before I could speak, a pair of hot, rough hands gripped my waist, the man's coarse fingertips teasing the tender flesh. It was a sensation that was both painful and pleasurable, unfamiliar yet thrilling.

"Mmm…" A moan escaped my lips as I tried to struggle, only to have my butt slapped hard!

Alexander seemed to punish me, his strikes growing more forceful. My back trembled, my lower abdomen softened, and a heat surged within me.

"Be good, my darling." Alexander's voice was calm but commanding.

His slender fingers lightly grazed my swimsuit, igniting a fiery trail. My knees wobbled, and my legs turned weak. I had always found marital intimacy dull, never realizing it could be so varied and exciting.

Under the moonlit haze, amidst mingled breaths, I found myself with Adrian's brother, an affair so forbidden and taboo…

"Ah…"

Dry and burning, I couldn't suppress another moan.

Alexander seemed encouraged, rubbing more aggressively between my legs!

My ragged breathing halted, and I mustered a sliver of clarity to stop him. "Alexander, you've got the wrong person!"

I pushed him away abruptly, my elbow hitting the cold tiles.

"Ow…"

I gasped in pain but ignored it, hurriedly getting out of the hot spring. I didn't notice the sudden clarity in Alexander's eyes as I left.

Without changing out of my wet swimsuit, my mind was filled with the forbidden passion I had just experienced…

"Bella? I told you to wait for me at the hot spring."

Adrian's voice came from ahead.

I pulled my thoughts back, my eyelashes trembling, and replied quietly, "I didn't see you, so I came back on my own."

Adrian glanced at me, distractedly explaining, "I got held up. How about we go now…"

I shook my head frantically. "No, no, I'm tired."

Alexander was still at the hot spring. Going back now would be a disaster!

I clutched my robe tightly. "I'm a bit cold. Let's go home today."

Adrian's expression turned dark, and he gave me a cold look before walking past me.

That night, he didn't return to our room.

I stayed alone, feeling the sticky humidity from the unfulfilled desire at the hot spring. I slept fitfully, finally waking up at dawn. The cool morning breeze from the garden felt refreshing. I decided to go for a walk to calm myself.

In the garden, under the pavilion.

The morning breeze of June was still cool.

But I was burning inside, unbearably so.

The scenes from the hot spring replayed in my mind. If only Alexander had been drunk, it wouldn't be so awkward to face him later…

Thinking this made the discomfort return. My body felt hot and sticky, especially between my legs, always wet and warm. I was filled with shame but couldn't help myself, biting my lip as I reached down…

No matter what I did, the emptiness remained.

I didn't know how to ease the longing, curling up as I remembered Alexander's kiss.

Suddenly, a wave of intense, unfamiliar sensation swept through my mind, slowly building until it reached a peak. I sighed in relief, taking a while to open my eyes.

When I looked up, I saw Alexander standing not far away, watching me!