Alexander never imagined he could become so obsessed with this body.
He, who prided himself on his self-control, found himself losing it time and again in her presence.
He had once thought he could discard her whenever he wanted, but he had clearly overestimated himself.
He had unknowingly fallen into her spell, like a drug slowly eating away at him, addicting him to her.
But how could he tolerate other men tasting the sweetness of her body?
The thought of that man kissing her in the car made his teeth grind with rage. The feeling of having something he cherished stolen from him stirred every bloodthirsty instinct within.
He wanted to pull out a gun and shoot that man without hesitation if only he hadn't been so distracted by the scene.
If just a kiss could provoke such fury, wh
