Anastasia gasped as his lips pressed against her throat. She stretched her neck, as he bit down her throat.
She felt so hot, as if she was burning. Suddenly, she wanted Alexander to WANT her. She wanted him to touch her and tell her how much he needed her. But she couldn't think like that without thinking herself as a s**t. Someone had already touched her. Someone who she was so sure that she loved. Someone who would respond to all her desires and wants.
She could not, MUST NOT, ever hurt Louis Vincenti.
She wrenched herself away from Alexander with a gasp, and held out her hands.
"No. Wait. I can"t... please, just let me... can I...?" She stammered without knowing what she was gonna say. She swayed on the spot, the ground lurching forward to meet her, but, of course, she was in Alex's
