As he held her hand and intertwined their fingers, he no longer avoided her intentionally but acted according to his own desires, engaging in intimacy with her.

It was nearly ten in the evening when they finished.

In the dimly Lit bedroom, the air was heavy with the scent of semen, enough to make anyone blush and their heart race.

Alexis lay on the black silk sheet, her back turned to Leonel, with only a thin blanket covering her waist.

Her sweat had cooled, and her mind had returned to its usual clear state.

She harbored deep-seated resentment and loathing toward him.

Behind her, Leonel propped his head up with one hand, gently running his fingers through her long hair. "How do you feel?" he inquired softly.

Alexis tensed up slightly.

After a moment, she pushed the blanket aside and headed to the bathroom, shutting the glass door behind her.

The sound of the shower filled the air as she turned on the faucet.

Alexis lifted her head, allowing the hot water to ruthlessly cascade over her face and body. In the warm stream, memories from moments ago surged wildly, nearly engulfing her.

"Alexis, you haven't been like this in ages. Look at me. We used to enjoy a fulfilling sexual life together."

The mingling of desire and physical pleasure made her feel nauseous to the core.

With the water flowing down, Alexis shut her eyes tightly, unwilling to revisit those memories.

Each moment of past happiness felt like a form of punishment to her.

Arms wrapped around her from behind, Leonel retrieved the body wash, dispensing some onto his hand. Resting his head on Alexis' slender shoulder, he whispered, "What's on your mind?"

"Don't touch me," she uttered it sharply, pushing him away forcefully and meeting his gaze head-on.

Despite their recent intimacy, the idea of showering together left her with an icy demeanor, her expression filled with unmistakable disgust.

Leonel observed her in silence for a moment before he reached for the shower head, rinsing away the body wash slowly.

As the white suds dissolved into bubbles and cascaded down the drain, he glanced back at her, a hint of mockery flashing in his dark eyes.