After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

Chapter 145 The Fierce and Possessive Man

"You sure? If I leave now, I'm really going." Isabel said, testing him.

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She turned as if to go, sneaking a glance at Xander out of the corner of her eye. But he didn't make a single move to stop her.

With a quiet sigh, she stepped closer to him.

"It really was a misunderstanding, Kaleb suddenly got rough with me, so I raised my knee to make sure he wouldn't be fathering any children. Who could've guessed that you'd show up right then-at the worst possible moment-and see... well, that." Determined to clear things up. Isabel explained every little detail, leaving nothing

But Xander didn't move, standing there in the rain like a statue.

r out.

The downpour blurred the streetlamp's light, casting a hazy glow around him. The shadows fell over his long, thick lashes, obscuring his dark eyes, making it impossible to read his expression.

"Come back with me. Your cold isn't fully gone yet. Once we're back, I'll tell you everything you want to know. I swear I won't leave anything out," Isabel urged.

Growing frustrated, she grabbed his hand. It was ice-cold-far colder than normal.

After feeling Xander's wrist, Isabel's eyes harrowed with concern.

Then she reached up and pressed her hand to his forehead.

Just as she'd thought.

He had a fever!

"Let's go!" Isabel tugged at him, but he didn't budge.

"You..." Isabel started to speak, but Xander interrupted her.

"You can't forget him, can you?" Xander's voice was low and hoarse with a hint of exhaustion.

Isabel's expression turned serious. She looked him straight in the eyes. "That's right. I can't forget him. Of course I can't."

Xander's heart clenched painfully, and his gaze grew even darker.

But she wasn't finished.

"Someone like him-some blind, worthless scumbag who's spent years bleeding me dry to take care of his Nittle mistress. After everything he put me through... how could ever forget that?" Xander slowly raised his head, his dark, unreadable eyes locked onto hers, as if trying to read the truth in her gaze.

Isabel's eyes were bright and sincere, showing no sign of deception.

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Chapter 145 The Fierce and Possessive Man

Seeing this eased the ache in Xander's heart, if only a little.

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playful tone. Even she felt a bit embarrassed-she couldn't remember the last time she'd acted this way. It was probably the first

was kind of

everything, let's head

kept staring at her hand, his eyes narrowing

in confusion.

he so furated

what was going through his mind, his deep voice

trust what

at a loss

few seconds, she said, "There weren't any cameras there, and I don't have any

pale lips tightened, and his dark eyes bored into hers with such intensity that

a way to

Isabel blinked, caught off

to prove it? What was

the impact making her back tingle with a

what was happening. he grabbed both of her wrists with one hand, pressing them over her head, pinning her firmly against the cold, hard wall. Xander's hand was large and strong-there was no way she could break

around her waist, pulling her up so that her body arched slightly, her chest pressed against his firm torso. A shiver ran through

possessive, and utterly

dizziness, as if her entire body no longer

pour down on both of them,

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Fierce

last shred of her rational mind warned her that if this continued, Xander would consume her completely,

the faint

Xander lost his

No-this couldn't go on.

had to stop

free from his iron grip, but his hold was unbreakable,

legs, but as soon as she moved, Xander lifted his knee, pressing it between her thighs and lifting her off balance, so she was barely on tiptoe, hovering with no solid ground beneath

felt like a puppet,

Isabel opened her mouth

tasted blood. He licked the corner

really hate me that much? Am I that repulsive to you?" He asked, his deep

barely controlled pain, as if he were holding back an impending storm, and hearing it made something

don't hate you. It's just... I...

voice heavy. Rain dripped from his lashes, his wet hair clinging messily to his forehead. His face was so close that the bridge of his nose brushed against

she'd approached him with ulterior motives from the start. She hadn't expected Xander to actually fall in love with her, but thinking back on everything they'd been through, she knew his feelings for her were genuine. He'd treated her with nothing but kindness and

I'll love you in return." More often, it was a messy tangle of "I like you, but you like him, and he

were all over the place. She didn't know what to

Xander released her wrists

weak. His intensity had been overwhelming, and it took

The cold, detached word slipped from Xander's

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