So, it was fake that she wasn’t afraid.

Alexander Kingsley didn’t say anything, just turned to look at her, a playful smile on his lips, then retracted his gaze and continued driving.

After about ten minutes, the SUV stopped under a luxurious hotel. Alexander opened the car door, got out, and then said to her: "Get out."

Carla Carr was stunned for a moment, still thinking about what had just happened. Did he really discover what she did back then, running off while pregnant...

"Alexander, what exactly do you want from me this time?" She got out of the car and obediently walked up to Alexander. "I have something going on tonight, so if..."

Actually, she wanted to ask if Alexander could take her to the Northern Europe Forest.

Because that’s where Eva got into trouble. Carla wasn’t someone who would forget a debt of gratitude. Back then, Eva risked her life to help her, their bond stronger than anything, no betrayal... absolutely nothing!!

Carla didn’t believe Eva just ran into trouble like that.

Also, she didn’t believe Alexander was simply here to settle scores...

Back then, to sleep with him, she had tried every trick in the book: stripping, reverse psychology, various methods. After trying for so long without success, just when she was about to give up, he responded suddenly, and he forcibly took her body.

That night, he said, "Lolo, remember, this is our first time."

As memories flooded her mind, her eyes glistened with tears, and her voice choked: "Admiral..."

"Don’t speak." Alexander suddenly moved closer to her, then wrapped his arm around her slender waist.

Suddenly getting so close, him domineeringly confining her, this feeling made her very uneasy...

"Alexander." She refused, pushing him away. She always felt that the secret buried in her heart would never be forgiven. If he found out, it would be a storm.

However, who was he?

The man had long detected her hesitation and conflict. He frowned slightly but then released her altogether.

After that, he irritably fetched a cigarette from his bag, placed it in his mouth, and lit it.

As soon as Carla smelled the smoke, her eyes widened, staring intently at his lips, reluctant to look away, her mouth dry.

"Want some?"

He suddenly looked at her, his voice clear and cold.

"Hmm..." She had been drawn to the cigarette in his mouth long ago, nodded haphazardly, "Yes."

Hearing this, he smiled, took a deep drag of the cigarette, then leaned over, pressing his lips to her soft ones.

The swirling smoke mixed with the scent of tobacco and the taste of a man enveloped her mouth, so pleasantly.

At the moment he kissed her, she suddenly closed her eyes, still lost in that delightful smell.

With her eyes closed, his lips felt even cooler and more comforting...

It was the same feeling, unchanged, unchanged.

Alexander quickly let her go, then took another drag and asked in a casual voice: "Do you want more?"

"Yes."

She nodded almost without hesitation, a bit impatient, though even she couldn’t quite say if it was the taste of smoke she liked or if it was his taste.

"Alright, don’t worry, I’ll give you more..." With that, he once again kissed her deeply, his large hand encircling her slender waist.

She did the same as before, closing her eyes and quietly enjoying it. However, it seemed he did not intend to stop.