Chapter 125/A Sinner’s Dilemma

Chapter 125: 125/A Sinner’s Dilemma

Chapter 125

Stephanie’s Point of View

I emerged from the bathroom with heavy, exhausted paces, only to find Alexander still seated within the perimeter of the room. The absolute moment his eyes fell upon my frame, he rose to his full, towering stature, his piercing, hawk-like blue eyes tracking with a meticulous scrutiny over my depleted body, which was wrapped loosely in a bathrobe. He delivered his signature rough, gravelly rumble: "I have critical business today and must depart immediately."

Swallowing with immense difficulty, the muscles of my chest tightened with a dark apprehension and anxiety. I stated in a faint, fractured breath: "Business... is it mafia business once again?"

He tilted his head forward slightly, his gaze flattening into a cold, frozen stare as he stated: "You already comprehend the answer to that inquiry perfectly well, Steph. There is absolutely no necessity to repeat it."

My hands moved automatically, carefully tightening the fabric around my bathrobe as I tried to read the rigid lines of his face. I inquired in a questioning tone: "And Cedric... why exactly is he not departing with you today? Is he not your partner?"

His gaze shifted with a sudden, dangerous swiftness, his eyelids narrowing into a sharp, lethal suspicion. My limbs convulsed with a hidden dread, the blood freezing instantly inside my veins beneath the weight of his rough, authoritative demand: "And why exactly are you inquiring about his whereabouts with such a calculated interest, Steph?"

I desperately tried to decelerate the frantic hammering of my heart against my ribs. Masking my intense panic behind a false, calm facade, I stated in a slightly trembling tone: "It is merely... merely out of curiosity, nothing more. He previously informed me that his alias in the underworld is the Devil, yet I simply witness his presence within the estate at all times, entirely stationary."

The burning glare of suspicion slowly receded from his chiseled face, replaced instantly by his signature air of total possession. He closed the distance between us by a few short inches until his massive, giant shadow completely enveloped my entire frame. He stated with flat finality: "Do not occupy your mind with these affairs. Focus solely on your person and your health, and take absolute care of your twin babies resting inside your belly."

Taking a tight breath, I nodded my head in submission, stating: "Very well... as you wish."

Then suddenly, and without a single shred of warning, the memory of Valentina and her provocative text message flashed through my consciousness. A blistering fire of jealousy and agitation instantly clamped around my lower stomach. I stated in a sharp tone laced with raw irritation: "You still haven’t related the explicit details regarding Valentina and what exactly transpires between the two of you!"

The rigid contours of his face relaxed into a mocking, darkly amused smirk, his pupils locking into mine with an undeniable amusement. He stated in a low, dry rumble: "It appears my little wife is shifting into a state of absolute, frantic jealousy."

I knitted my brows together with a tense intensity, my entire frame preparing to uncover the truth hidden beneath his deflections. I stated with an unyielding stubbornness: "I demand to know exactly what occurs between the two of you right now."

He released a heavy sigh of mounting impatience, shifting his broad posture and dismissively waving his massive palm as he executed a quick evasion: "But I must depart this absolute instant; the business cannot wait."

My soul erupted into pure fury, a blistering fire burning within my chest because of his provocative, calculated evasion. Driving my feet firmly into the floor despite the lingering localized pain inside my pussy and the throbbing heat across my swollen clit, I raised my voice, stating in a gravelly whisper: "Oh, enough with this wretched, calculated evasion! Every single time I demand an explanation to clarify these matters, you claim you are departing for business. I demand to know the absolute truth right here and right now!"

His wicked smirk widened into a hungry, highly dangerous amusement. His hawk-like eyes systematically tracked down the entire length of my body wrapped in the robe, radiating a boiling surge of raw desire. He delivered a rough, terrifying hiss: "This frantic jealousy and irritation completely forces my hand to alter my plans; it makes me want to strip this robe entirely off your frame and execute a violent morning round upon your body right now."

Pure panic instantly jolted through my veins, my body instinctively retreating backward in absolute terror, frozen by the fear of his blistering morning lust that would show absolutely no mercy to my torn, sensitive pussy. Reaching my hand out in a sudden, frantic motion, I swatted his steel forearm with a childish irritation, stating in a trembling whisper: "Alex... please stop this terrifying teasing! Just relate the absolute facts to me."

He pulled his massive torso back slightly, relaxing his heavily chiseled shoulders as he stated calmly: "Very well... Valentina used to approach my person using incredibly cheap, provocative methods back when I was still operating as a high school instructor."

My face went completely pale with sheer shock, absolute bewilderment etching across my features. My mouth fell open in total disbelief as a breathless gasp ripped from my throat: "What?! Valentina used to approach you and actively pursue your person?!"

He gave a flat, freezing nod of confirmation, stating with detached harshness: "Yes, indeed. However, I systematically put an absolute halt to her advances with severe firmness at the time; I simply possess no appreciation for young female students."

A heavy rush of boiling blood coursed through my veins, a deep crimson flush of embarrassment and protective jealousy invading my cheeks. I questioned him in a weak whisper, my eyes narrowing with a soft reproach: "And what about me then? What exactly did I represent to you back then? Was I not a young female student as well?"

He leaned his massive weight back down toward my face, his burning breath brushing against my skin with a sweeping, sudden softness that caused my heart to hammer violently against my ribs. He rumbled smoothly: "You were the absolute exception, the only woman who thoroughly shattered my icy detachment, my sweet Steph... you are entirely unlike any other."

A sweeping wave of bashful heat and raw arousal flooded my entire existence beneath the weight of his confession, a frantic pulse igniting along my bare neck. I lowered my gaze in intense confusion, whispering in a muffled stutter: "Very well... relate the remainder of the event."

His tone shifted back into its signature serious, authoritative rigidity as his mind tracked through the dark memories of the past. He continued: "Approximately two years ago, I was seated within a luxurious establishment. She spotted my person and boldly advanced to speak with me with extreme insolence. She was actively accompanied by a wretched, low-life criminal from the syndicates whom I comprehended perfectly well."

My breath completely trapped inside my throat as an intense suspense squeezed my stomach. I stated with a tense curiosity: "Yes... and what exactly transpired after that?"

His eyes darkened with an unyielding harshness and lethal sparks as he stated: "Because she is your sister, I issued a severe, threatening demand to that criminal to stay away from her person entirely, and I fiercely warned her regarding the catastrophic consequences of walking down that dark path alongside him."

I tensed my shoulders with an absolute lack of comprehension, stating with deep resentment and jealousy: "And why exactly did you occupy yourself with her safety or her well-being in the first place?!"

He fixed his gaze onto my features with a calm, silent reproach, stating: "She is your sister in the end, Steph... do you not harbor love and protective fear for your own sister?"

The muscles of my face tensed with a bitter, agonizing irony at his absolute ignorance regarding the grim facts. A burning lump formed in my throat as I thought to myself: ’Oh, if only he comprehended that my beloved sister is nothing but a wretched, demonic entity disguised in Valentina’s flesh, the very person who systematically annihilated my entire existence!’ Yet, through a sheer miracle, I suppressed my chaotic emotions, stating heavily: "Very well... finish relating what occurred."

Alexander continued, his pupils drifting into the dark details of that forgotten night: "She then provocatively forced her presence upon my companions and me that evening, aggressively imposing her ridiculous antics upon our gathering."

I released a bitter, mocking laugh of pure disbelief, my body shifting with irritation as I stated with cutting sarcasm: "Forced her presence, indeed?! Did she point a weapon at your massive head and force you to accompany her person, Alex?!"

He exhaled a long breath of absolute impatience, his eyelids narrowing sharply as he locked a severe glare onto my face, stating firmly: "Steph... are you going to continuously offer ridiculous commentary on every single word that exits my mouth, or should I simply embrace absolute silence?"

I rapidly swallowed my burning rage, stating in submission: "Fine, fine... continue relating the events, I will not interrupt your words again."

He rumbled in a tone laced with a slight constriction and an ambiguous mystery that instantly stirred my suspicion: "My companions simply found entertainment in her cheap, lively company, and demanded that she accompany our group to drink heavily within a nightclub. At that point, I will frankly admit that I consumed an abundant amount of alcohol to the point of absolute, blinding intoxication; I retain absolutely no memory of anything that transpired afterward."

My entire frame completely locked, a profound wave of panic and agitation seizing my gut. I questioned him with shallow breaths and wide eyes: "How... how can you possibly retain no details of that night, for heaven’s sake?!"

He delivered his words with an absolute, unyielding certainty, his pupils gleaming with raw honesty for the first time: "I swear to you, I genuinely do not remember a single detail. In the morning, I woke up to find myself completely naked beside her frame over a hotel bed."

At that absolute, wretched second, my heart violently clamped, a suffocating agony crushing my ribs until I was entirely helpless to draw oxygen. A lethal chill swept through my limbs as though I were about to descend into unconsciousness; I absolutely could not tolerate the crushing reality that Alex had touched my sister’s body, even if we were not together during that period of time. My breathing turned chaotic and uneven, and I stated in a choked whisper, my eyes filling with raw bitterness: "Did you genuinely fuck Valentina, yet you cannot recall a single detail of her body or the act, Alex?!"