Chapter 665: How Should I Punish You?
The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband
Anabelle left the villa, but as she walked on the lawn, she felt raindrops, the size of beans hitting her. It was actually raining.
Just a while ago, the weather was fine, and the weather forecast didnât mention rain tonight. Yet, it was raining now.
The rain was heavy, pouring rain. Anabelle didnât have an umbrella and was immediately soaked.
âMadam Anabelle, itâs raining. Itâs impossible to walk in this heavy rain. You should go back to the villa and wait for the rain to stop before leaving.â Butler Paulo hurriedly came over with an umbrella.
Anabelle had no choice. The rain was too unusual and intense. âThank you, Butler Paulo.â
Anabelle could only return to the villa.
Inside the villa, Anabelle took a towel and wiped off the water droplets on her body. At this moment, the deep, magnetic voice from upstairs sounded, âGo take a hot bath and change out of your wet clothes.â
Anabelle looked up, and Lord Alpha walked out of the study. He was now standing on the stairs, looking down at her.
âNo need, Iâll leave once the rain subside a bit.â Anabelle politely declined.
Lord Alpha didnât speak, his gaze darkly fixed on her.
Anabelle keenly felt his eyes roaming over her. She lowered her eyes and glanced at herself. Her silk gown was already soaked, clinging to her body. The silk gown was already figure-hugging, and now, with the added dampness, it accentuated her curves even more. The dress had a high slit, revealing her shapely legs, which Lord Elvis was now fixated on.
Anabelle and Lord Alpha were together too early, at the age of 19. Apart from him, she had hardly any contact with other men, so she was reserved and modest in this regard.
As he continued to gaze at her, Anabelleâs fair face quickly turned red. She shot him an angry glare with her almond-shaped eyes -what a rascal!
Seeing her blushing in embarrassment, Lord Alpha smirked slightly. He noticed that she hadnât changed at all in this aspect she couldnât handle even the slightest teasing.
As long as he teased her a bit, her face would turn red.
âWhy are you glaring at me? I kindly suggested you take a bath, but you wonât go. Youâre just standing there all wet in front of me. Donât tell me youâre trying to⦠seduce me with your wet body?â he teased.
Seduce with a wet body?
Anabelle found him as shameless as ever, a scoundrel!
âDonât worry, I canât do anything to you right now. Have you forgotten all the good things you did to me?â Lord Alpha reminded her once again..
Anabelle thought of his condition. Judging by his tone, he was probably unable to perfortuâ¦. physically.
Just then, Butler Paulo said, âMadam Anabelle, the guest room is ready. You should quickly go in, take a shower, and change your clothes. Sometimes Young Master Nathan also comes back, and if catch a cold, you might infect him.â
These words struck a chord with Anabelle. She no longer refused and went upstairs to the guest room.
The door closed behind her, and Butler Paulo walked up to Lord Alpha. âSir.â
Lord Alpha glanced at the closed door. âHave you lit the incense?â
Butler Paulo nodded. âYes, I have.â
Without returning to the study, Lord Alpha went to his own bedroom to take a shower.
Anabelle came out of a hot shower, and her clothes were already prepared for her a nightgown.
Why did they prepare a nightgown for her?
Anabelle looked at it. The rain outside was still pouring heavily. It was indeed inconvenient to go out and buy new clothes in such heavy rain. She decided to put on the nightgown.
At that moment, she caught a whiff of a pleasant fragrance -one that was soothing and seemed to have a calming effect.
Sitting on the bed, Anabelle started feeling drowsy without realizing it, and she dozed off.
Soon, with a creak, the door to the guest room opened, and a tall and graceful figure entered. Lord.
Alpha had arrived.
Having just taken a shower, he was now wearing a black silk nightgown. The mist clinging to his body softened his features, making him look even more youthful and handsome.
Lord Alpha approached the bed and gazed down at Anabelle.
She was asleep now, her long black hair sc attered. A few strands clung to her exquisite face and delicate neck, giving her an alluring appearance.
Lord Alpha reached out, his rough fingertip gently brushing against her cheek.
Her skin was fair and smooth, just as it had been twenty years ago when he last saw her. He had missed this touch.
Anabelle suddenly felt a scent in the air -a fragrance that was both elegant and intoxicating, with a hint of calming and sleep-inducing properties.
She sat up on the bed, blinking sleepily, and found herself looking into a pair of deep, passionate eyes.
It was Lord Alpha.
Before she could react, his lips descended upon her forehead. He continued his kisses, moving from her forehead to her eyebrows, her eyes, her nose⦠finally landing on her lips.
As he kissed her, he skillfully untied the bell of her nightgown. Her skin was still delicate, and he didnât want to leave any marks.
He was intimately familiar with her body, even after twenty years of separation. The past was deeply etched in his memory, and now, he still knew her body as well as his own.
Soon, a melodious ringtone broke the silence. It was Anabelleâs phone ringing again.
This time, the call was from Marcus.
Lord Alpha answered the call, and Marcus Bennettâs anxious voice quickly came through. âAnabelle, Iâm coming to find you now. You must stay away from Lord Alpha. Heâs a devil, he has ill intentions towards youâ¦â
Before Marcus could finish speaking, a low, h oar se chuckle came from Lord Alphaâs throat. âHeh.â
On the other end of the line, Marcus froze. âAugustine⦠Lord Alphaâ¦â
âVery good, you understand me well,â Lord Alpha said, a trace of an elegant and charming smile playing on his lips.
âLord Alpha, why did you answer Anabelleâs phone? Where is she? What have you done to her?â
Marcus quickly demanded.
Lord Alpha raised a confident eyebrow. Now his eyes were filled with laughter, the lines at the corners of his eyes dancing, radiating a mature and indescribable charm. âAnabelle is sleeping beside me now.
Sheâs tired and canât talk on the phone.â
With that, he hung up the call after two beeps, and he even turned off his Lord Alpha gazed at the sleeping Anabelle with a fascinated and infatuated expression. youâre not behaving very well. You made me search for you for so many years. Tell me, how should I punish you?â
Outside, the heavy rain continued to pour.
After an unknown amount of time, a luxurious car sped over and stopped on the lawn outside the villa, Marcus had arrived. He got out of the car and pounded on the villaâs large dour.
But there was no response.
Marcusâs clothes were soaked, and the cold raindrops fell from his head, making him look miserable and embarrassed. He knew that Lord Alpha had deliberately not opened the door.
Lord Alpha could have ignored the call, but he answered it. It was a provocation, a challenge.
He must have anticipated Marcusâs arrival, but he chose not to open the door, leaving Marcus outside in the rain. Lord Alpha stood high and mighty, controlling everything mysteriously and powerfully, just as he had done many years ago.