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Inside the room, unaware of the commotion going on just outside his doors, Alex was standing like a statue by the bed. Two women were with him, one behind him and one in front of him. The woman behind him was removing his shirt as she kissed his back while the other one was kneeling on the floor, kissing the man's perfect abs as she slowly removed his belt.

The scene was scandalous but that man was unresponsive. His blank eyes were focused on the floor and his hands didn't bother to move to touch any of them. He was utterly distracted since the moment that woman in black appeared before him. Her scent, the warmth of her skin and her voice… They were still lingering in him like a spell.

His thoughts were also focused on the strange thing he did to Zeke a while ago and how his body had refused to let go of her. Something was off and he couldn't figure what it was. He picked these two women to accompany him to stop himself from going back and snatching her away. He had never reacted like this before. Was he like this because she was the first thing Zeke didn't allow him to have?

The woman behind him wrapped her hands around his waist, tiptoed and craned her head to kiss him when suddenly, the door opened with a bang.

The women looked at the door with wide eyes. Who dared to do this? Even the king would never dare to burst through Alexander's doors without him giving them permission!

The moment they saw a human in a maid's uniform standing there, they were dumbstruck. This was unbelievable. It was totally unheard of for a lowly human to act this way! How dare this measly human! Was this suicidal little mouse lost? Even so, she was not going to get away with interrupting their time with the great Alexander!

Their fangs lengthened, ready to jump on her and kill her for ruining the moment but they didn't move. They wanted to see Alexander kill her with his own two hands instead. They both snickered at the unfortunate soul who was about to become mincemeat. What a foolish creature.

They waited for Alexander to strike her mercilessly, with a disdainful smirk on their lips. But the man remained standing there like a frozen statue, as his eyes zeroed in on her.

It was dim inside the room and the bright light from behind the door hid her face, but Alex immediately recognized that scent. Her scent.

As if he didn't even care that a woman was right before him, Alex moved. He turned around and had the woman not fallen to the side, Alex would have trampled all over her.

Alex ignored the two women as he walked slowly towards Abigail, stopping one step away, in front of her. He bent down slightly so that his face was on the same level as hers.

He stared at her face as he inhaled her scent. So this was the face behind that mask, he thought and his fingers moved to hold her chin and tip her head up so that he could take a closer look.

She didn't answer. She just clenched her fists tightly at her sides as her eyes continued to blaze with anger.