No!

(WARNING: MATURE CONTENT)

Alexander stared at the woman in front of him with mixed emotions. He had to admit that her beauty was incomparable. Her hearty laughter added to it making her look even more beautiful. His gaze travelled to her lips and settled there. The pink lips were now plump as if calling for his attention. He involuntarily drew closer to her and time seemed to stop as they stared at each other intently under the moon light.

Isadora saw him come closer and realized the intimate position they were now in. However, he had held her in position with his gaze and something foreign stirred inside her. It was as if her body never belonged to her in the first place. And she had to admit that there was something in his eyes. Every time he would stare at her in that manner, she would feel like he was drawing her closer, like a magnet, and she could not resist.

Time seemed to stop as the two stared at each other, each lost in their thoughts. Alexander drew more closer and Isadora closed her eyes anticipating what was about to come. A soft kiss landed on her pouted lips and she had to admit that the feeling was sweet. These foreign emotions made her body to act differently and she found her hand holding his face closer.

The kiss turned from a soft one to a heated one as the two hungrily sucked each other's lips. Alexander met her tongue and sucked on it hungrily, savoring the moment. Her mouth tasted heavenly and he did not want to end it soon. He wanted to enjoy it while it lasts.

Isadora felt the heat spread in her body uncontrollably and she knew it wouldn't end well. Her body reacted and she could feel her breasts turn hard and full. Her nipples were now supple and she let out a small groan.

Alexander's eyes travelled southwards as he lustfully stared at her body. Wild imaginations filled his mind and the fire within him that he so much wanted to calm down intensified. And to make the matters worse, she looked at him as if demanding for more. All thought left him and he had nothing to stop at. His mouth captured hers as he intensely kissed her, sucking all the air out of her. She moaned softly and he seemed pleased by her reaction.

He spotted her neck and rained kisses on her faces trailing downwards. She acted ticklish as each soft kiss landed on her bare skin. The temperatures around them rose uncontrollably as the kissing intensified.

"Alexander?" She called out softly breaking him from his kissing. It was the first time she called his name and he had to admit that it sounded seductive especially now that they were doing this. Alexander lifted his face slowly and met with her eyes. At that time, she looked fearful, like a little rabbit.

"Do you wish me to continue?" He asked while resuming his kissing.

"No!" The simple word resonated in the garden, as silence now reigned the area.

Alexander stopped and looked at her confused, hunger and lust evident in his eyes. How could she tell him to stop when the fire inside him was burning uncontrollably? But he had to respect her decision. There was a reason she had told him to stop. He breathed in deeply and reason seemed to have resumed his naughty mind. Maybe I am rushing things. He thought.

"I will take my leave now," she said rising from the swing. Her hair now looked messy from the kissing and holding of heads to draw each other closer. She took one final look at him before stretching her hands out.

"You can keep this," she said displaying the flute in her hand under the gleaming moonlight.

"Are you sure about this. I mean it is a precious thing to you." He said scratching his neck. She had said that it was a precious thing to her.

"No. Not at all," she said placing it gently on his hand, "you can have it. And you deserve it." An evil glint appeared on her face as she said those words. Her stare was also murderous. If looks could kill!

Alexander looked at the flute and back at her, confused. What did she mean by saying that he deserved it? Did he have anything to do with her parent's death? But he was certain that he had not killed anyone over the last few years except that boy. He was about to ask her but she was now leaving the room. He stared at her retreating back and gave up the idea of calling her back.

Isadora walked through the hallways, her mind filled with a mix of emotions. Did I really give him the chance to kiss me? She thought. Her hands touched her now sore lips as the events in the garden unfolded in her mind. Her body had truly betrayed her.

A hand pulled her into the darkness as she took a corner and she gasped in surprise. Who was it now? She tried to make the person's face in the dark and his features seemed familiar.

"Gareth? Is that you?" She called the person in the dark.

Sir Gareth stepped out of the darkness, his armor radiating with the moonlight. He held her in position with her face as he walked around her in circles. He finally came to a halt before he turned to her. "I have a message from your uncle." He said calmly watching her reaction.

"My uncle?" Her face turned a few shades darker. "What did he have to say?" She asked raising a brow.

"He said that he is losing his patience. You have to act swiftly and get rid of him fast." He said, whispering it in her ears.

"I am trying Gareth. Besides, I only came a few days earlier." She said looking at her hands. " Tell him he need not to worry. I have everything under control. Besides, what's the hurry for?" She asked now raising her face.

Gareth took another step and stared blankly at the darkness. "You two seem close with each passing day." He said, not glancing at her direction. He then turned to face her. "Just make sure you don't forget what brought you here." And with that, he turned around and left her standing there.

Isadora pondered over everything that Gareth had said as she headed to the maids quarters. On reaching her room, she headed for the bed and just lay there, staring blankly at the darkness with a mix of emotions. It was truly going to be a long night for her!