𝐕𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

Chapter 18 : The Heat of the Moment

Alexander

Despite the chaos, my desire for Scarlett only grew. The tension between us was electric, and I found myself craving her touch more than ever.

One afternoon, I couldn't resist any longer. I found her alone in the copy room, her back turned as she worked. I approached her silently, my heart pounding.

"Scarlett," I whispered, my voice low with desire.

She turned, her eyes wide with surprise. "Alexander, we can't..."

I silenced her with a kiss, my hands roaming her body. "I don't care," I murmured against her lips. "I need you."

Our passion ignited, and we lost ourselves in each other. The risk of getting caught only heightened the excitement, and I reveled in the intensity of our connection.

Scarlett

As our relationship deepened, the fallout became inevitable. Vivian's disapproval was relentless, and the whispers at the office grew louder. But I couldn't let go of Alexander. He was my addiction, my refuge in the storm.

One evening, as we lay entwined in his penthouse, I voiced my fears. "Alexander, what if your mother never accepts us? What if we can't make this work?"

He tightened his hold on me, his voice firm. "We will, Scarlett. We'll prove them all wrong. You're worth fighting for."

His words gave me hope, but the path ahead was uncertain. We would face challenges and opposition, but our love was strong. And I knew that together, we could overcome anything.

Alexander's fingers traced the contours of my face, his eyes burning with passion. "I love you, Scarlett," he whispered. "Forever and always."

In that moment, I knew I'd follow him into the depths of hell if it meant being with him. Our love was a flame that burned bright, a beacon in the darkness. And I knew that no matter what lay ahead, our love would guide us through.