Leonel took out a cigarette from the box on the tea table, but after a moment of contemplation, he opted not to smoke it.

He lifted his head to gaze at Alexis, chuckling. "What? Do you think I'm a stud?"

"A beast is best paired with a beast."

"You have quite the sharp tongue. I shouldn't have let you off so easily earlier. I should've just fucked you to death."

Alexis didn't wish to engage in further arguments. She lowered her head to read her book. Secretly, she yearned to see Evelyn, but reason dictated otherwise.

Leonel gazed at Alexis' beautiful face.

Perhaps due to their passionate sex earlier, she appeared particularly alluring, tempting him.

"Alexis," he murmured, leaning in to kiss her lips. “Let's start over, shall we? Don't always provoke me. I'll treat you well."

Turning her head away, Alexis inquired, "Mr. Douglas, are you feeling horny again? I'm sorry, but I'm not in the mood. Or do you plan to drug me every time?"

Leonel smiled but refrained from continuing.

That night, he refrained from touching Alexis again. As she slept, her body remained tense. He merely held her close, whispering, "I won't have sex with you tonight."

“And tomorrow night? Can you promise not to then as well?"

"No."

“Leonel, you are a complete jerk."

He knew he was, yet he remained silent, holding her tightly.

Leonel woke up early the next morning for a video conference.

Alexis had no plans for the morning. Despite her reluctance, he persisted in kissing her awake, pinning her down as he pressed his lips to hers for an extended period of time. While she didn't reciprocate his enthusiasm, he remained in high spirits.

After kissing her, he nuzzled her neck, whispering, “Your father and Marcus will arrive shortly. They're fantastic. The villa is equipped with high-tech anti-radar after all."

Alexis turned away from him, appearing uninterested.

Leonel was well aware of her thoughts. He caressed her slender waist and urged, “Get up; let's have breakfast together."