Elaine
I sat in front of my mirror, my tongue in a hitch as I was rather focused and stressed on how to properly wrap the dressing of my wound. It has been three days already since the attempt to murder me and Xander. I was healed and discharged.
My door suddenly creaked open. I jerked and saw Alexander walk in. I dropped my nightshirt to cover myself and looked away from his dark, piercing gaze. Memories of the moments we once shared returned to me and reminded me of how insatiable he was. Since our kiss a few days ago, I have longed for another, but he was rather indifferent to take a cue.
"You should knock next time."
He lets his gaze linger lustfully at my body to make me uncomfortable on purpose. He twitched his lips. "I don't particularly think you have anything to hide. I am fam
