Chloe Simpson sat on top of Alexander Johnson, her movements matching his, wild and rhythmic, as though something deep within her had been ignited, an uncontrollable primal desire unleashed.

Her hands gripped Alexander’s back forcefully, her body responding instinctively, pressing against him, especially at her lower abdomen.

She couldn’t stop tightening, clenching, over and over again. The intensity came from within, every part of her body seemingly moving in unison.

Her nails, following the same rhythm as her movements, dug deeper and deeper into Alexander’s flesh with every rise and fall.

"..."

Alexander Johnson, hearing her words, felt a sudden jolt in his heart. Beyond the burning desire in his eyes, there was also tenderness and a trace of ache for her.

His lips curled involuntarily into a faint smile.

So, she felt the same way about him after all.

Even if illness had made her forget everything.

Just a few hours ago, Jack Woods had uncovered the whole truth and called to tell him.

The reason Chloe Simpson had been with Lucas Hughes, the reason she felt nothing for Alexander, was because after they separated, she had fallen gravely ill.

A relentless high fever consumed her, and once it finally broke, she had lost her memory entirely.

For years, Chloe had lived without her memories, completely unaware of Alexander’s existence.

How could she forget? How could she abandon him when she didn’t even remember him?

The moment Alexander had received this news, it hit him like a thunderclap, leaving him completely thunderstruck. He stood frozen, unable to react.

He had never imagined that this was the truth.

That she had been so ill.

That she had lost her memory.

It wasn’t that she had chosen Lucas Hughes over him.

But because her illness had taken her memories away.

Nearby, Chloe’s voice continued, washing over him like waves.

"Alexander Johnson, I’ve always known that this is wrong, but I truly can’t help myself. Ever since the night of the wedding when I met you, my entire life’s trajectory seems to have gone completely astray."

"The madness of that night was something I’ve never experienced before, and that same madness is something I can’t ignore. It lingers deep inside me, and I remember it every moment, every day."

"Even though I refuse to accept it, I can’t lie to myself. After we returned from the cruise, I started dreaming of us, of our wild intimacy, over and over again."

"This feeling... I’ve never had it once with Lucas Hughes. And that guilt weighs on me. I can’t accept who I’ve become. All I could do was bury it in the deepest part of my heart."

"I constantly remind myself—I’m a married woman. I can’t let myself drown in this. I can’t let these desires rob me of my reason and make me cross the line of morality."

"But every time I face your persistence, I still can’t control myself. Again and again, I fall. Alexander Johnson, the truth is, I don’t hate you as much as I pretend to."

"I don’t even dislike you that much. Maybe, deep down, the person I hate the most is the version of myself who can’t keep her heart in check, the indulgent, wanton woman I’ve become. That’s why I resist you so fiercely."

"But at the same time, I have to admit—every time you appear, every time you tease me, I lose control. I don’t even know why my body reacts to you so strongly."

"Mmm! Alexander, do you know? I want so badly to be with you, to make love with you! I want to be under you every single day! Ah! I want you to ravish me like this every day!"

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