Victoria's P.O.V.
The walk back to the mansion was filled with a charged silence, the air thick with unspoken desires and memories of our shared intimacy in the woods. Every step resonated with the lingering touch of Alexander's hands, sending tremors of anticipation through my body. The cool night breeze did little to cool the heat building between us as we made our way to his room.
Entering Alexander's room felt like stepping into a haven of passion. Soft lamplight cast gentle shadows on the walls, creating an intimate ambiance that matched the intensity of our connection. Without a word, Alexander closed the door behind us, his eyes locked on mine with a hunger that mirrored my own.
He approached me slowly, his fingers trailing delicately along the curve of my jaw. A shiver ran down
