Bab 272: I'm not full of desperation, I'm swept up with adoration [R18] 1

[Your standard Alex BDSM-esque warning.]

Isabelle squeaked at the low tone of his voice, her hands clapping over her mouth.

"Ah-" She spluttered for a moment before pulling her hands from her mouth to press against her burning cheeks.

"B-but- but you just-" Her words came out jumbled as she stared up at the gorgeous redhead on her bed. Staring up at him robbed her of her words and sense. It was a real problem...!

His blue eyes were so intense.

His muscles rippled, flexing under his pale skin.

She whimpered under his gaze, licking her lips, trying again. "B-but y-you-"

He stood up suddenly and walked over to the door.

It wasn't locked, of course. He opened it briefly, glancing outside as if to check if anyone was approaching. Once satisfied, he closed the door, locked it, and then turned to stare at her.

"I'll give you one chance to scamper away and cool off in the bath and pretend you're prim and proper."