He always entices her.

The thought made Alexis blush even more, prompting her to cease contemplation. She sat up and reached for her laptop to focus on some cases.

The doorbell chimed, and she proceeded to open it.

A waiter brought their meal, observing Alexis' flushed countenance.

She signed up for the meal and wheeled the cart into the room.

At that moment, Leonel emerged, and Alexis commented softly. "You even got a bottle of wine. Is revelry a customary part of your business trips?"

Leonel, drying his hair with a towel, chuckled softly.

“What's the issue? Can't I enjoy a drink during a trip? You're already giving orders even before becoming Mrs. Douglas?"

Alexis poured herself a glass of wine, swirling it gently as she smiled.

“If we ever tie the knot, you'll take my surname, not the other way around, Mrs. Fowler!"

Discarding the towel, Leonel swiftly pulled Alexis into his arms.

Wine spilled in all directions, and she protested, “Are you out of your mind?"

Leonel playfully nibbled her ear, responding with impatience, “What did you just call me? Mrs. Fowler?" After a moment of silence, he continued, “Alexis, do you have what it takes? Without it, how can you handle me?"

Alexis responded, “Quite the kinky one, aren't you, Mr. Douglas? Is this a hobby of yours as well?"

Leonel chuckled softly. “If it is, would you be willing to participate?"

In verbal sparring, women were often not a match for their men.

Failing to come up with a response, Alexis simply glared at him.

However, Leonel spared her, saying, “Alright, are you hungry? Let's eat."

Alexis stared at him intently.

How could Leonel not comprehend what she was thinking? After sipping red wine elegantly, he remarked, “Miss Fowler, I believe after certain experiences, you'll surely reconsider your views on men!"