He leaned in closer, whispering seductively, “Call me ‘honey.’ Say ‘Honey, please,’ and I'll let you be.”

How could Alexis bring herself to say it?

The word just wouldn't come out.

Leonel's caresses grew more intense, driving her to the edge. She turned her head away, finally uttering the words in a faint, reluctant voice. Though barely audible, he caught every syllable, his excitement growing.

Alexis' frustration boiled over.

She gave him a forceful kick, trying to halt his advances, but at that moment, Evelyn stirred in her sleep.

Alexis froze, too overwhelmed to react.

Leonel's chuckle, low and teasing, filled the air. He then effortlessly lifted Alexis, carrying her to the bathroom. Pressing her against the glass door, he kissed her passionately.

“You're so infuriating," Alexis protested.

As he pretended to unzip his pants, she found herself speechless. ALL she could do was lean into him, surrendering to his kisses.

Leonel, playful yet persuasive, coaxed, "Say 'honey' for me once more?"

"Nope!"

He chuckled, skillfully and intimately engaging with her. His familiarity with her body soon left her unable to speak. She clung to his neck, eventually whispering ‘honey’ in a soft, breathless voice.

Leonel seemed thoroughly satisfied.

Glancing at his watch, he found that it was already 7:30 am.

Breakfast was out of the question.

Fortunately, he had indulged in something far more satisfying.

With no time to assist Alexis with her pajamas, he kissed her hastily and left. Alexis, embarrassed, couldn't help but curse under her breath.

Then, unexpectedly, the bathroom door swung open again. Leonel, who had been so intense moments ago, returned. He cradled her face tenderly, planting a deep, affectionate kiss.

After whispering three little words, he left Alexis stunned.