Yet, she held back her emotions, responding with a sneer.
âThatâs none of your concern.
â
âIs it not?â Leonel retorted.
In a sudden move, he grasped Alexisâ arm, pushing her against the door.
She barely had time to react before he was upon her, his body pressing hers into the wooden barrier.
He held her chin firmly in his grasp.
His ki*s was forceful, demanding, seeking to deepen it.
But Alexis resisted.
She fought back fiercely, kicking out at him.
Leonel seemed indifferent to the pain, using his strength to subdue her.
Their breaths were heavy, their eyes locked in a mix of love and hatred.
âI still want to f@ck you,â Leonel admitted, his tone even cruder than before.
He leaned in close, his forehead touching hers.
âHow often does he f@ck you?â
Alexis raised her hand, intent on slapping him.
But he caught it swiftly, his lips finding hers in a gentle caress, only to be bitten in response.
He tasted his own blood, a sneer forming on his lips.
âBiting me?â
Alexisâs voice was ice.
âWhat exactly do you want, Leonel?â
He should have been the one asking her that question.
He caressed her face softly, his words tinged with confusion and hurt.
âYou left without a word.
You must have decided to end things with me.
And yet, you had my child.
Do you still have feelings for me?
Why then are you with Calvin? Why live in the villa next to mine?
What exactly are you trying to achieve, Alexis?â
Her heart raced, fear gripping her that he might see through her pretense.
Yet, in the next moment, Leonelâs words cut through the air.
âOr perhaps heâs not satisfying you, and you long for me?â
Without hesitation, Alexisâ hand struck Leonelâs face with a resounding slap.
The room seemed to freeze with tension.
Leonel, unfazed and almost expecting this reaction, didnât move his face.
A smile even played at the corners of his mouth.
As Alexis shifted, he firmly pressed her shoulder, holding her in place.