Phoebe walked towards the bus stop as soon as she left the villa. She had barely covered 500 meters when Alexander's car approached from the opposite direction. Her heart began to race wildly.
"Get in," he commanded, his tone as authoritative as ever. Phoebe didn't dare hesitate. She quickly opened the door and climbed into the car.
They drove for about twenty minutes before the car came to a stop. The location was remote, with almost no cars passing by. She turned to look at him, but before she could react, he kissed her fiercely.
His intensity overwhelmed her—he was like a beast, draining all her strength with his kiss.
His lips moved urgently, aggressively, as they captured her soft lips. Phoebe's eyes widened, her breath catching, almost suffocating.
She hadn't expected Alexande
