Chapter 125 You Were Tight

With their jaws dropped, the room service attendants exchanged a look of surprise.

Courtney, on the other hand, had recovered from the initial shock and was now trying to pull her hand away, but Alexander merely tightened his grip.

His voice was deep as it reverberated throughout the bedroom. “Do you see for yourselves now? She’s mine. You’re both fired, and on your way to Human Resources, make sure to tell everyone what you’ve seen today.”

The two attendants had turned as white as sheets, and one of them had broken into a cold sweat. She would even have buckled over if it weren’t for her colleague holding her up.

If looks could kill, they would have been dead. They dared not even ask Alexander for mercy before leaving resentfully.

 

The door fell shut, and once again, all was quiet in the bedroom.

Courtney rubbed her wrist. There was a long pause before she asked with her head hung low, “Why did you say that?”

 

“What?”

“That I’m your f-fiancée.”

Alexander closed the distance between them and gently tipped her chin up, forcing her to look into his eyes. “I think I’ve made myself very clear last night.”

She would like to run, but she was caught between Alexander and the bed. Frowning, Courtney argued, “You said you’d give me time—”

Courtney let out a cry before she could finish her sentence. Alexander had nudged her, causing her to lose her balance. She fell backward, and just as the softness of the bed caught her, Alexander moved to cover her with his body.

“And I also said I didn’t want to wait that long.” His arms were on either side of her as he hovered above her. He was staring at her unrelentingly, and she could tell he was not going to take ‘no’ for an answer.

and she swallowed

hotel assumed that she was married.

“You’re single. I’ve known that since the first time I entered

Tried as she might to force out some kind of expression, she was unable to overcome this

dug her own grave, and more often than not, she found that most of her arguments with Alexander landed her in similar predicaments. At this rate, she might as well be buried six feet

even

he be so wickedly

if proving a point, he grinned roguishly and added,

Courtney’s face as she struggled to escape from

rolled away on his side and allowed her to escape, she sat up, then drew deep breaths like she had almost drowned. Her chest

other hand, stretched out on the bed in a leisurely manner. His arms were behind his head, and his eyes regarded her playfully as he

he was talking about, Courtney felt her blood boil. She grabbed a pillow and tried to hit

hand and deftly blocked the pillow, then reached upward to wrap his arm around Courtney’s neck. She toppled onto him, and the pillow fell

Alexander began quietly,

breath, and while her rationale was telling her to think before she answered, she hummed in agreement without

could hear were the rustling sound of her clothes being

her mind was how brazen Alexander was to ravish her in daylight without even bothering to draw

dispatched to the airport alongside the ambassador had arrived back at the hotel with the foreign guests. As representative of the hotel, Courtney stood with the entourage and supervised

purpose of the visit was for promoting trade and commerce. There were about fifteen foreign guests who were now checking into the hotel, all of whom were

introduced him to Hans. “This is Alexander Duncan, the president of

a smile and

toward her. “This is Miss Hunter. She’ll be in charge of

lady,” Hans praised. Then, he tilted his head and, with as much mischief as his

“She

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