CHAPTER 39: NO HOLDING BACK**

The Mercedes-Maybach’s engine died with a soft purr in the garage of 15 Willowbrook Lane, the mansion’s glass-and-stone facade looming like a monument to Alex’s ascent.

The air was thick with Victoria’s heat, her sapphire gown clinging to her curves, her eyes dark with the same hunger that had consumed her in the Metropolitan Club’s bathroom.

Before she could step out, Alex was at her door, his enhanced strength fluid as he swept her into his arms, her body light against his chest.

She gasped, a laugh bubbling up, her shyness melting into bold arousal as she pressed herself closer.

"Alex," she murmured, her lips finding his ear, licking and nibbling with desperate hunger. Her tongue trailed to his neck, kissing and sucking, leaving faint marks on his skin.

"God, you make me crazy," she whispered, her voice husky, dirty words spilling naturally as her arousal overrode her restraint. "I want you so fucking bad, all over me, right now."

Alex’s smirk was wicked, his tone sharp as he tightened his grip, feeling her squirm against him.

"My princess wants to play dirty tonight, doesn’t she?" he teased, carrying her from the garage to the front gate, her body molding to his.

At the gate, he paused to unlock it, setting her down briefly, but she clung to him, her lips grazing his jaw, hands roaming his chest, tugging at his shirt.

"Easy, love," he chuckled, his voice low, eyes glinting with mischief. "Today, you’re the boss, Victoria. My princess. Whatever you say happens."

Her eyes blazed, power and need colliding, her CEO facade gone, replaced by a woman ready to claim her man.

"Then take me inside," she said, her voice trembling with anticipation. "And don’t hold back."

"As you command, my queen," Alex purred, his voice a velvet blade, sweeping her into his arms with unyielding strength. "I’ll give you everything... and more."

The grand staircase creaked under Alex’s steps as he carried Victoria to the master bedroom, its opulence a stark contrast to the raw hunger between them.

Moonlight poured through floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing the sprawling bed in silver, the silk sheets begging to be claimed.

Victoria’s lips never left his neck, her tongue tracing patterns, her breath hot and desperate as he set her down at the foot of the bed.

She stood, trembling, her gown shimmering like liquid sapphire, her eyes daring him.

"Fuck me, Alex," she said, her voice bold, raw, no trace of shyness now.

"Fuck me like it’s our last day. Be rough... I can handle it." Her body arched toward him, begging, her hands gripping his arms, nails digging in. "I want you to make me scream."

Alex didn’t hesitate. In one fluid move, he threw her onto the bed.

Her gown tore slightly as he yanked it off, the fabric pooling at her feet, leaving her bare, her skin flushed and glistening in the moonlight.

He moved between her legs, his gaze locked on hers, dark with hunger.

His fingers grazed her inner thighs, teasingly slow, before finding the delicate folds of her pussy lips. He traced them with a reverent touch, his voice low and husky as he murmured, "So perfect... so soft, like petals begging to be worshipped."

His words were a tease, each syllable stoking the fire in her core as he lingered, savoring her heat.

Victoria’s breath hitched, her body trembling under his deliberate caress. He positioned himself, aligning his cock with precision, the tip brushing against her slick entrance, teasing her further.

Then, with a single, relentless thrust, he surged into her.

Her voice shattered the silence with a breathless "Aaaahhh!"—a jagged cry of shock and ecstasy, sharp as splintered starlight.

Her body quivered in the moonlight’s glow, fingers twisting the silk sheets in fervent surrender.

Alex paused, his senses reading her every reaction... her racing pulse, her slick heat, the way her breath caught in her throat.

"You okay?" he murmured, his voice rough but careful, ready to stop if she needed it.

She shook her head, frantic, her hands gripping his shoulders, nails biting into his skin.

"Don’t stop," she gasped, her voice slurred with pleasure, eyes half-lidded like she was drunk on him. "keep going, Alex. Harder."

Alex obeyed, driving deeper with each relentless thrust, the bedframe groaning under their fervor.

He obeyed, pumping into her with relentless force, each thrust shaking the bed, her screams echoing through the room...

"Yesss, Alex! Fuck, harder!"

Her eyes rolled back, her body trembling, sweat-slick and lost in a haze of pleasure.

For twenty minutes, they were a storm... his hands gripping her hips, bruising but possessive, her legs wrapping around him, pulling him deeper.

"God, you’re so fucking big," she panted, her words raw, desperate. "You’re stretching me... splitting me open like no one ever has. "

The room filled with their heat, the air thick with her moans, his growls, the rhythmic creak of the bed. Finally, Alex reached his peak, pulling out to release on her stomach, a hot, abundant flood that left her glistening, her skin looking like she’d bathed in him.

Victoria collapsed, chest heaving, eyes half-lidded, drowning in euphoria.

Her body trembled with aftershocks, her breath ragged, a shy smile breaking through as she whispered, "Fucking incredible. I’ve never... felt like this. Like I’m yours, completely."

Alex lay beside her, his hand gently brushing her hair, giving her time to rest.

Her skin glowed in the moonlight, her vulnerability raw, a woman transformed by his touch.

He watched her bask in the afterglow, her euphoria palpable, but his mind flicked to the clock—9:30 PM. Sophia was supposed to arrive at 9, her absence a gnawing disappointment.

He’d envisioned her walking in, seeing him with Victoria, her despair a sweet victory for his Sweet Revenge mission.

Lilith’s voice slithered in, teasing: "No Sophia, darling? Perhaps she’s smarter than you thought. Or more broken."

Alex’s jaw tightened, his mind racing. She’s dodging me. Fine. I’ll drag her to her own ruin.

He caressed Victoria’s face, his touch gentle, grounding himself. "You okay, love?" he asked, his voice soft but probing, his Silver Tongue ready to steer her emotions.

Victoria nodded, still catching her breath, her smile dreamy. "I’m... so good, Alex. Just need a little rest." Her fingers traced his chest, her euphoria tinged with vulnerability, a woman remade by his dominance. "You... you make me feel alive," she murmured, her voice soft but heavy with emotion.

Alex propped himself on an elbow, running his fingers through her hair, his voice casual but strategic. "You know, Victoria, people must’ve noticed us tonight. Me and you."

She laughed, a mix of pride and defiance, her CEO edge returning but softened by her post-climax glow. "They definitely noticed, darling. That’s why I took you there... to show them you’re mine." She propped herself up, her eyes glinting with fierce possessiveness.

"James, that cunning bastard, he’s already guessed everything. He’s not blind."

"But, he won’t dare call me out... he knows I’ve kept quiet about his countless affairs. He’s been sniffing around that Rebecca bitch for years. If he pushes me, I’ll demand a divorce, and that will wreck him... his reputation, his senate seat, even his shot at the Blackwood heirship.", her voice dropping to a fierce whisper, her hand gripping his, her love raw and unfiltered.

"He hinted me... indirectly... to keep it secret. And I will. I’ll stay his wife on paper, but I’m your wife now, Alex. Body and mind."

Her words were a vow, her eyes burning with certainty, but a flicker of worry crossed her face. "I just hope Catherine didn’t see us. She’s like a big sister to me... I respect her so much. If she suspects..."

Her voice trailed off, vulnerability creeping in, a reminder of the stakes.

Alex kissed her forehead, his Silver Tongue soothing her fears. "Catherine’s sharp, but we’re sharper. She won’t touch us." Internally, he noted the threat... Catherine’s suspicions could unravel everything.

Lilith’s voice purred: "Careful, darling. Neutralize her, or make her your next target. "

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