Chapter 119

"Really," Evelyn murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

"But I want more." Alexander's lips grazed the delicate skin of Evelyn's neck, sending shivers down her spine.

The teasing touch made her tremble, her breath hitching.

Then, his rough voice, thick with desire, whispered against her ear, "Evelyn, how do you plan to make this up to me?"

Her pulse raced.

Trapped beneath him, her cheeks burned with heat, her entire body acutely aware of his presence.

Alexander knew exactly how to unravel her. His warm breath fanned across her flushed skin, and her heart pounded wildly, beyond her control.

They were so close, their breaths mingling, heavy and uneven.

Evelyn's lashes fluttered before she squeezed her eyes shut.

She expected his kiss, her lips parting slightly in anticipation.

Instead, Alexander smirked, tracing the curve of her swollen lips with his cool fingertips before trailing down to the sensitive column of her throat.

Alexander's fingers brushed against the delicate chain of her necklace, his touch lingering on the pendant resting against her collarbone.

"Birthday gift?" His eyebrow arched slightly, his voice laced with a hint of displeasure. "I'm not particularly impressed."

He had expected Evelyn to return the pendant to him as his birthday present.

Instead of kissing her, Alexander pulled back slightly, making Evelyn open her eyes in confusion.

She hadn’t known today was his birthday—hadn’t prepared anything for him.

This pendant had been given on impulse, a moment of recklessness fueled by Ethan’s taunting words in the dim lights of Eclipse Lounge.

"I’ll get you something else," she murmured.

Alexander tucked the pendant back against her skin, his cool fingertips grazing her neck, sending a shiver down her spine.

Then, without warning, he captured her lips in a searing kiss. His fingers traced the delicate curve of her collarbone, his touch igniting sparks beneath her skin.

"Evelyn," he murmured against her lips, his voice rough with desire. "Do you want me?"

Her breath hitched as she gazed up at him, dazed. "What?"

The moment the word left her lips, she regretted it.

The hunger in Alexander’s dark eyes was unmistakable.

How could she not know exactly what he meant?

Evelyn found herself pinned beneath Alexander in the backseat of the luxury car.

His lips crashed onto hers with possessive hunger.

Alexander was an expert at this—every brush of his mouth sent electric shocks through Evelyn’s body, making her pulse race and her thoughts scatter.

Dazed, she could only grip the leather seat beneath her, surrendering to his touch.

The air inside the car grew thick with desire, their breaths mingling in heated gasps. Without thinking, Evelyn wound her arms around Alexander’s neck, pulling him closer.

Just as his hands began to wander, a sharp rap on the window shattered the moment.

Reality rushed back in, and Evelyn blinked, her cheeks burning.

Alexander didn’t move. His darkened eyes held hers, raw need burning in their depths.

Flustered, she shoved at his chest. With a frustrated growl, he finally relented.

Shrugging off his tailored jacket, Alexander draped it over Evelyn’s head before cracking the window open just enough to glare at the intruder.

A bored security guard stood outside, barely glancing in. "Sir, this isn’t a parking zone."

Alexander’s voice was clipped. "Noted."

The window rolled back up, sealing them in silence once more.

The sudden knock on the window made Evelyn jump.

Her fingers fumbled with the hem of her blouse as she tried to compose herself. The rapid beating of her heart echoed in her ears like a drum.

She felt like a teenager caught in a compromising position.

"Security's gone now. It's late—I should head back inside." Evelyn reached for the door handle, her voice barely above a whisper.

Alexander's hand closed around her wrist before she could escape.

She turned to find his piercing gaze locked onto her.

The warmth of his touch sent shivers down her spine.

Her cheeks burned crimson, the flush spreading to the tips of her ears. Even the exposed skin at her collarbone had turned a delicate shade of pink.

The air between them crackled with unspoken tension.

Evelyn's breath hitched as Alexander leaned closer.

The dim glow of the parking lot lights cast shadows across his sharp features.

Her pulse raced as his thumb traced slow circles on her inner wrist.

"Not yet," he murmured, his voice rough with restrained emotion.

The scent of his cologne—spicy and intoxicating—filled the confined space.

Evelyn's lips parted slightly, anticipation coiling tight in her stomach.

The security guard's flashlight beam swept across the far end of the lot.

A reminder of how exposed they were.

How dangerous this moment had become.

Yet neither of them moved to break the spell.

Alexander's other hand came up to cup her jaw.

His touch was electric against her heated skin.

Evelyn's eyelids fluttered closed instinctively.

The world outside the car ceased to exist.

There was only this.

Only him.

Only the unbearable tension stretching between them.

When his lips finally claimed hers, Evelyn forgot how to breathe.

The kiss was everything—desperate, possessive, overwhelming.

And when they finally broke apart, gasping for air, Evelyn realized one terrifying truth.

She never wanted this moment to end.