Alexis trembled slightly.

After holding her for a while, Leonel stood up to adjust his disheveled appearance. He stepped away from the bed, standing by the bedside with his belt loosely fastened and his shirt partly unbuttoned, emitting an aura of intense passion.

He swiftly tidied himself up, fastening his belt securely.

He headed to the bathroom to get a towel, intending to assist Alexis with cleaning up, but she refused his help.

Since they hadn't been intimate, Alexis had nothing to clean up with.