He was keenly aware that this wasn't accidental. He understood that Alexis had intentionally orchestrated it, pinning him to the bed in a deliberate attempt to elicit a response from him. He knew she aimed to compel him to admit that he cared for her and harbored desires for her.

In the darkness, Leonel's hand found its way to her waist, gently caressing it.

He caressed her face with his other hand, a smile playing on his lips. “Miss Fowler, you're quite the schemer! What's your game? Planning this for ages just to see me break my rules, huh? So, what's the holdup? Are you incapable of kissing or touching me?"

Alexis ran her fingers along his handsome features, whispering in his ear, "What am I to do? Even now, you're still trying to resist me!"

The next moment, she found herself under beneath him.