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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a bit embarrassed-she couldn't remember the

kind

explained everything, let's

hand, his eyes narrowing more and

him in confusion. Why

he

as she was wondering what was going through his mind, his deep voice sounded in her

trust what you're

momentarily at

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

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

a way

blinked, caught

it? What was

against the wall, the impact making her back

process 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

pulling her up so that her body arched slightly, her chest pressed against his firm torso. A shiver ran through her, and her eyes widened in shock. Taking advantage of her stunned reaction, Xander lowered his

was fierce, possessive,

felt a wave of dizziness, as if

both of

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The Fierce

if this

taste the faint metallic tang of blood

Xander lost his

No-this couldn't go on.

to

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

lifted his knee, pressing it between her thighs and lifting her off balance,

that moment, she felt like a puppet, completely

of options, Isabel opened

as he tasted blood.

I that repulsive to you?" He asked, his deep

he were holding back an impending storm, and hearing it made something in her heart ache

hate you. It's just... I...

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 her lips, barely a breath apart. Seeing him like this

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

women weren't 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, but you like him, and he

Isabel's emotions were all over the place.

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

leaned back against the wall, feeling weak. His intensity had been overwhelming, and it took her a

cold, detached word slipped

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