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Alexander's white suit has blood stains on it. His hair is messy as well and he has some blood splattered on his neck and face.

Some girls would find this sight traumatizing and scary but me?

I find this one hell of a sight. I want to take him right now because ever since I got on stage and he was watching me with that lustful look I felt bothered and hot.

I don't know if it's because I haven't had sex in a while but I want to have Alexander fuck me, but I would never admit that out loud.

"Shit," I say, not knowing what else to say.

"Let's go," Alexander says before taking my hand and leading us out the door.

"Wait, I need my dress."

"Angel, by the end of the night that dress will be shredded to pieces," Alexander says looking back at me.

I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding. "I am not walking outside where it's freezing cold, in underwear and a bra," I deadpan.

Alexander sighs deeply. "Thalia, I hope you are going to be ready for what I have planned when we get to that hotel room because there is no way in hell I am letting you go anywhere after."

"We'll see," I smirk before walking past him out of the private room.

Alexander Russo is going to be the death of me.

Eighteen

Once Thalia is done changing, I drag her out of the club and bring her into my car that is parked right out front.

I don't care if she brought a car with her or not, as long as we get to the hotel before my balls fucking explode.

"What's got you all tense?" Thalia asks in a teasing tone as I drive through the streets.

"You love to play games with me, angel, but let's see how well you do playing my kind of games because I am positive that you won't survive," I say while staring straight at the road.

Thalia then laughs.

She fucking laughs and I grip the wheel tighter and grunt in response.

"I'd love to see the type of games you play, Alexander. Tell me is it anything like the games you play with your little whores?"

I look at Thalia and see her raising her eyebrows with an amused smile.

"Oh, baby, never. With you, it will always be the best kind of game, but you see this little game we have been playing has been going on for too long now and I think I have had enough."

"What game?" Thalia asks in an innocent tone as she turns in her seat, so she is facing me, and lays her feet on my lap.

I feel my cock get harder as I keep driving. "Oh, angel I think you know the kind of game and it has been going on for too fucking long."

The rest of the drive to the hotel is silent. The tension between us is growing and I can't fucking take it.

I park the car and get out, going to Thalia's side of the car and pulling her out as well. I pull her next to me as we walk inside the hotel. I ignore all of the looks people give us.

I mean, why wouldn’t they look at us. We look like a train wreck.

Thalia is wearing a skimpy ass outfit and I have blood stains on my white dress shirt while holding my blood-stained white suit coat.

When we get inside the elevator, I push her against the wall and once the doors of the elevator close I look down at her.

"Ready to have this game over with?" I ask with a raised eyebrow. Thalia doesn't answer me, so I lean down, my lips brush against hers. I feel her shiver under me, making me smirk down at her. "You nervous, angel?"