Chapter 13

Audrey's face was deathly pale. "You… Alexander, you can't be serious. You're just upset—" "What, you don't believe me?" Alexander shot back. "Your aunt's successful, attractive, and most importantly, she keeps her legs closed. Why wouldn't I want her?" With a smirk, he grabbed Zoey's collar again. Zoey's perfect composure finally slipped. Half-angry, half-panicked, she staggered back a few steps. Alexander closed the distance with slow, deliberate strides, then yanked hard on her belt. He maintained his smile, but inwardly, he burned with hatred for her. If not for Zoey, Audrey might never have found him, and his peaceful life wouldn't have been ruined. She'd caused him so much trouble. Naturally, he'd return the favor with a little "gift" of his own. Alexander tilted his head and brushed a kiss against her cheek. "Zoey, what perfume are you wearing? It smells incredible." Zoey had never been this close to a man before. Never, even in her wildest dreams, had she imagined her ni