58. Gifts!

Alexander's POV

At least she is listening to me, she didn't scream.

She would have invited another problem because fuck i don't want to deal with my mother.

I went to my old bedroom in this mansion.

"You are getting brat..."

I thew her on the bed and her small body bounced on it.

"What were you thinking___"

Before i complete my sentence she clutched on me like Koala.

Her legs wrapped around my waist and arms around my neck.

What the fuck is she doing, She should be arguing with me but here she is hugging me.

Did something happened to her.

"Bella look at me."

I tried to peel her off of my body but she tightened her hold. Damn she is strong.

I don't know if something really happened or she is buttering me.

"It won't save you from punishment."

I said.

"No... You are right"

She mumbled and i frowned.

No fucking way she is agreeing with me and not fighting for her freedom.

She looked at me and i frowned at her sad face.

I can tolerate anything but not that fucking