Chapter 21 - Saturday Morning in the Penthouse

ALEXANDER

Alexander tested one of his crazy theories this morning and it turned out it was entirely accurate.

He was hard as stone when he was near Iris Patricia Denvier. The petite minx who magically had him, or rather–his libido–under her spell.

He cursed at this anomaly and he could go crazy if he did not rectify soon this situation. He was a normal male who love woman’s warmth in his bed. If Iris did not accept his proposal, it was doom for him.

It was torture for him to change into her ruined clothes last night. She blacked out after she puked and collectively panicked with her friends in his car.

Yeah, he straightaway asked the driver to change the leather seats and maybe he would use his Maybach for his transportation mode for several days forward.

Now, waking up beside her was both torture and relief. He finally knew how it felt to hug her in his sleep, feeling her warmth and soft body all night long, and how sweet and good she smelled.

She was in her bathroom right now,