The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist novel Chapter 235

Chapter 235: Chapter 235 : You better win or Drown

The air in the training chamber was thick with heated desire.

Their initial kiss had erupted into a passionate, consuming frenzy.

They tumbled to the padded floor, a whirlwind of limbs and frantic motion, each demanding more.

Alex found himself on top for a fleeting second, only to be swiftly flipped by Alicia, her movements as competitive as they were passionate.

They wrestled in a joyous, desperate battle for dominance, their lips never separating. Suddenly, Alex’s hands clamped around Alicia’s hips, lifting her with a surge of strength.

Her legs instinctively hooked around his waist, locking him in as he rose to his feet.

He walked backwards, carrying her weight effortlessly, until the cool, solid surface of the wall pressed against her back, trapping her between the immovable stone and his warm, demanding body.

For another minute, the kiss continued, a relentless assault of lips and tongues, until the sheer need for air became unbearable.

Their mouths finally parted with a soft, audible smack, a thin, silvery thread of saliva stretching and breaking between their lips.

Both were breathing heavily, chests rising and falling rapidly. They stared into each other’s eyes, their faces flushed crimson—a mixture of raw desire and sudden, acute embarrassment.

Then, a soft, stifled giggle escaped Alicia. Alex, still reeling from the intensity of the moment, looked at her in confusion. "Why are you laughing?"

A wide, mischievous smile bloomed on her face. "For months I’ve been waiting to see if you would ever take the initiative—to see if you really see me the way I see you. Now, finally, you have taken the initiative."

She paused, her eyes sparkling. "It’s always supposed to be a lady who tests a man’s patience, but here it was the opposite." She leaned in, her voice dropping to a teasing whisper. "You’re even worse than a Lady."

Alex’s face went from flushed with passion to burning with annoyance. He tightened his grip on her hips. "Shut up. I’m not dumb like people of your gender."

Alicia’s eyebrow gave a faint, irritated twitch, but before she could formulate a retort, Alex continued, his tone softening slightly.

"You already know that I don’t trust people easily. That’s why I always take my time, especially considering relationships." Alicia nodded, her understanding replacing her pique.

She gave him a ridiculously cute pout. "Well if you put it that way, I guess I can let that slide." Alex smiled, his gaze full of warmth. Then she grew serious. "I’m the first one, aren’t I?"

Confusion returned to Alex’s face. "First what?" Alicia’s smile grew wide and knowing. "The first one you have ever kissed willingly."

Understanding dawned on him.

’I guess things like that are important for girls. And she is right, she is the first girl I have ever kissed willingly.’

The Alarms and the Excuse Alex’s smile returned, a hint of his usual arrogance in his voice. "You should be honoured."

Knowing exactly how to shut down his pride, Alicia bit down gently, yet firmly, on his neck.

Alex winced, a startled yelp escaping him.

"Hey! We will fall. Don’t forget that I’m carrying you. And believe it or not, it’s no easy as you’re not exactly ligh—" Before he could finish the sentence, Alicia clapped her finger over his lips, her expression suddenly turning serious, almost dreadful.

"What were you about to say?" Beads of sweat instantly formed on Alex’s forehead. ’I slipped again ? I shouldn’t have said anything!’ He scrambled for a save.

"That you’re so light that it’s so easy to carry."

He immediately adjusted his grip, pulling her hips even more tightly against his own body. A soft, breathy sound—a small, involuntary moan of pleasure—escaped her mouth as the pressure increased.

"Anh~"

Alicia’s face instantly became beet-red with acute embarrassment. She broke the eye contact and, to distract herself, started fumbling with the buttons of his outer coat.

ALARM BELLS started ringing loudly in Alex’s mind. He immediately set her down, releasing her so suddenly that she stumbled slightly. He took a hasty step away.

"What the hell are you doing, woman? Have some shame!"

His voice was an panicked whisper. "I just took a big step forward today by kissing you!"

Alicia clicked her tongue

" Tch "

a sound of supreme impatience.

"Stop acting like a little girl."

A vein pulsed visibly on Alex’s temple. He strode forward, pinning her back against the wall once more. He leaned in close, his voice low and dangerous.

"You asked for this." A flushed, victorious smile bloomed on Alicia’s face. Alex captured her mouth again, kissing her with a ferocity that demanded submission.

His lips slipped away, moving down her jawline to the tender skin of her neck, where he latched on, delivering a sharp, passionate bite that would surely leave a visible mark—a hickey.

A deep, passionate moan broke from Alicia’s throat, her fingers digging into his shoulders.

"Anh~"

"Stop wait don’t stop"

Alex hand found the edge of her sports wear—the bra she wore beneath her shirt. He shifted his grip, his fingers curling, preparing to pull the material away.

Suddenly, Alex froze. He broke the kiss instantly, his head snapping up, eyes focused intensely on the dark entrance to the training chamber.

Alicia, dazed and flushed, looked up at his rigid, suddenly distant face. "What happened?" she whispered, her voice husky.

"Someone’s coming,"

Alex muttered, his hand dropping from her chest. Alicia’s mouth twitched with annoyance. She pushed against his chest and started kissing him again, her movements desperate. "Stop trying to make excuses!"

"Wait!" Alex insisted, but Alicia was not listening.

But Alex’s tone was serious now. "No, I’m not kidding—"

When suddenly the door to the training chamber burst open.

A tall handsome, brown-haired man stood there, his voice booming through the entire chamber.

"Guess who’s here, darling! Dad has come to give you a surprise visit! I know you’re training hard, but I just couldn’t wai—"

He froze mid-sentence.

’No... no, this can’t be real... my sweet daughter... not her... not with Him!’

Alex groaned, clutching his stomach. ’Why is it always me? Even when it’s her fault... it’s always me.’

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