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

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

was kind of

I've explained everything,

at her hand,

him in confusion.

he so furated

was going through his mind, his

trust

at

weren't any cameras there, and I don't have any witnesses. If you don't believe me, I have no way to prove

bored into hers with such

do have a way to

blinked, caught off

prove it? What was he talking

Xander pinned her against the wall, the impact making her

with one hand, pressing them over her head, pinning her firmly against the cold, hard wall. Xander's hand was large and strong-there

body arched slightly, her chest pressed against his firm torso. A shiver ran through her, and her eyes widened in shock. Taking advantage of

fierce, possessive, and utterly

of dizziness, as if her entire body no longer belonged to

on both of them, soaking them to the

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145 The Fierce

mind warned her that if this continued, Xander would consume her

and sore, and she could taste the faint metallic

Xander lost his

No-this couldn't go on.

had to

his iron grip, but his hold was unbreakable, like steel shackles pinning

her 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

felt like a puppet, completely at his

opened

as he tasted blood. He licked

I that repulsive

pain, as if he were holding back

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

forehead. His face was so close that the bridge of his nose brushed against her lips, barely

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 devotion, as if he

as simple as "you're good to me, so I'll love you in return." More often, it was a messy tangle of "I like you,

over the place.

a moment of silence, Xander released her wrists and lowered his knee

His intensity had been

The cold, detached word

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