Leonel, with a firm grip, escorted Alexis to his car amidst her struggles. He used one hand to restrain her and emotionlessly instructed the driver in the front seat, "Return to the villa."

"No." In a state of panic, she banged on the car window. "Leonel, have you lost your mind?"

Her intention had indeed been to have sex with Leonel.

But the presence of the driver, and the proximity of Leonel's villa to her own residence made the situation unacceptable to her.

She had envisioned a more private setting, like a hotel for their encounter.

Once the car doors were securely locked, Leonel released Alexis and sat back. He assumed a composed and elegant posture.

Leonel exuded a sense of control. He casually brought out a bottle of red wine from the freezer and poured himself a glass. He seemed to relish in Alexis' evident distress.

"Don't worry. I won't tell him," he said with a sly tone.

Annoyed, Alexis glared at him and kicked. This caused the wine to spill and stain the luxurious carpet of the car. Leonel appeared indifferent to the mess.

His body trembled slightly out of excitement, anticipating what was to come.

His desire was not just for a physical connection, but to claim her entirely in every sense.

Leonel abruptly changed course and directed the car towards his apartment instead.

By the time they arrived, it was nearing nine in the evening.

Surrounded by the hustle and bustle of people, Alexis felt constricted to raise her voice against Leonel. The reputation of the Fowler family was at stake, and she dared not cause a public scene.

Resigned to the inevitable, she acknowledged that the location didn't matter if she was going to have sex with Leonel.

Given the timing, it was a period she deemed likely for conception.

Despite this, her reluctance was palpable. On one hand, she genuinely felt averse to the situation and on the other, the notion of being compelled into such intimacy was inherently distasteful.

Leonel's approach was brash and almost offensively arrogant.

Once inside the house, he tossed Alexis onto the plush sofa. Her face pressed into the cushion and she could faintly hear the sound as he unfastened his belt.

This was followed by a clinking sound as it hit the floor.