Sinful Temptation : A bad boy romance

19. His punishment

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Isabelle's heart thumped in her chest, each thump rising fear as Alexander's intense gaze bore into her, creating a sense of dread that gripped her soul. The intensity of his stare mirrored the haunting look she remembered from the club, a memory that sent chills down her spine. As he stepped forward, she instinctively took a step back, the distance between them shrinking. She took a trembling step backward, but her foot caught on the couch leg, causing her to stumble and fall onto the couch.

As she struggled to get up, Alexander stood before her, increasing her fear and helplessness. She looked at him and shook her head "P-p-please, n--no, s-sorry. D-don't hurt m-me" she sobbed heavily. Alexander softly kissed her forehead and wiped her tears.

He picked her up, took her back to the bedroom, and placed her on the bed. Isabelle sat on the bed, wrapping her arms around her knees, but her heart stopped when she saw Alexander locking the door from inside and walking towards her again. She quickly tried to crawl back, but he grabbed her ankle and pulled her under him.

Isabelle cried loudly as she felt him holding her down on the bed. She was terrified. Was he going to force her? He always kissed her against her will, but she never expected him to go this low. With tears streaking her face, she looked at him "Y-you said you l-love me" she spoke, her voice hoarse from all the crying. Alexander, who was standing near the bed, holding her down, looked at her. A soft smile played on his lips.

"I do, I love you so much, so much that you couldn't even imagine" Alexander spoke "T-then, d-d-don't forc..." She started crying, Alexander quickly understood her words, he sat her up on the bed and pulled her into his arms.

"Oh, my poor darling. Please, no more tears, I would never harm you. Stop, shh, trust me, my love, just look at me, look at me" Alexander reassured her "You were on the verge of hurting yourself, love" he pointed out, drawing her attention to the candle holder on the side table "It's quite heavy and has sharp edges, you could hurt yourself" he cautioned, pulling her close into his comforting embrace once again.

Isabelle let out a sigh of relief, taking a deep breath. She allowed herself to be held by Alexander without resistance. Alexander covered them both with blankets as the night fell with dropping temperatures "Rest now, my love, you must be tired" he whispered, gently rubbing her back and placing tender kisses on her forehead. Isabelle feeling a bit weird, soon found calmness in the warmth of the blanket and Alexander? She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, the room filled with her soft snores.

The room was dark, with the only light coming in from the moon through the windows. Alexander smiled as he watched Isabelle's peaceful silhouette.
"I love you so much, baby. I can't let you go" Alexander spoke as he pecked her nose, cheeks, and lips. He grabbed his phone from the nightstand and texted his friends. He then laid down, hugged Isabelle closely to his body, and drifted off to sleep.

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Isabelle woke up by the sounds of birds chipring, she slowly opened her eyes but her smile died down when she realized where she was. She quickly sat up on the bed, Yesterday, Alexander's threatening words about punishing her roamed in her head but later he comforted her as well. She was so confused about this boy. One moment he shows so much love and the next moment scare her a lot.

A knock at the door startled Isabelle, prompting her to rise, knowing it wouldn't be Alexander, as knocking seemed a foreign concept to him. Isabelle opened the door and saw the same maid from yesterday "Madam, Sir asked me to bring you clothes" the maid said, looking down as she gestured with her hands. Another maid then wheeled in a rack of clothes.

"If you don't like anything from it then tell us, we will bring new clothes for you" the maid again spoke. Isabelle stared at her in disbelief, she looked at the clothes, they looked very expensive. "Give me my clothes" Isabelle spoke to them "Inform them to bring more clothes" the maid spoke to the other one, who nodded her head. Isabelle's eyes widened "No, I'm not saying I dislike these clothes, I simply want my own back" She reassured the maids, trying to tell her that she wants her original cloths