Chapter 1201: 628: Extra: The Big Bad Wolf Tries to Please the Little White Rabbit 1_2

Alice Robinson turned away and left. Chester Robinson didn’t stop her, but coldly stated, "I won’t give up."

Alice ran out of the bar...

Night fell, and the island returned to its usual quiet.

The sea turned dark, with only the lighthouse in the distance lighting the way ahead.

Alice sat on the bed hugging her knees, silently gazing at the serene nightscape that returned to the island.

A knock on the door came.

Alice remained unmoved.

This was his third time knocking; she didn’t want to see him, nor did she want to speak to him. In short... she could only distance herself from him.

She didn’t hear the knocking again; he should have left by now.

The night deepened, and the surroundings grew darker.

The fear of the dark made Alice wrap herself tightly with the blanket.

Suddenly...

The door was opened by someone.

Alice was startled and tightened her grip on the blanket.

"Alice, Alice..."

Chester’s voice reached her ears.

She pulled down the blanket, exposing only her eyes, looking at him sitting at the edge of the bed. As her fear subsided, she stammered, "How... how did you get in?"

The room was quite dark as no candles were lit, but fortunately, the light from the fireplace downstairs spilled through the open door, bringing a hint of light to the room.

Chester casually threw the spare key he’d been holding, "Didn’t I tell you? Each room in this villa can’t be locked and has a spare key."

Alice frowned.

Chester noticed the nervous sweat on her forehead caused by fear. Initially, he had planned to restore the power tonight, but suddenly he changed his mind.

"When the maids left, I had them prepare our dinner. Just heat it up, and it’ll be ready to eat... Hungry? Let’s go down and eat!"

Alice shook her head, "I’m not hungry."

"Even if you don’t want to talk to me, there’s no need to starve yourself; I don’t have to go to the dining room."

"No need, you can leave now, I want to sleep."

"Are you sure you’re not hungry?"

"Yes."

"Alright then, you rest; I’ll stay here and keep you company."

"I don’t need you here."

"You’re not afraid of the dark anymore?"

"I can handle it."

Chester’s expression darkened, "Do you really find me that detestable?"

Alice lowered her eyes, saying nothing.

Suddenly, Chester pushed Alice towards the headboard.

Alice was startled, her hands restrained, her back pressed against the bedhead. She gasped.

In the darkness, Chester’s eyes appeared strangely piercing.

Alice trembled slightly.

Chester’s blood boiled, but eventually, reason extinguished the anger in his eyes.

He slowly released her, saying, "If you come down to eat, I’ll restore the electricity here tomorrow."

Alice’s eyes shot up.

What? He could restore the electricity here? Then last night and tonight... wait, how come there was fresh beef in the fridge yesterday?

"You..." Alice bit her lip in anger, frustrated at her own foolishness.

At that moment, Chester picked Alice up from the bed.

"Ah!"

Her body suddenly lifted into the air, Alice was startled. "What are you doing?" She instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

Chester looked at her arms around his neck, "Since you won’t listen, I’ll carry you downstairs."

Alice began to struggle fiercely, "I don’t want you to carry me, I can go down myself..."

Chester paused but did not release her.

She was upset, humiliated, kicking and hitting him continuously.

He watched her struggle in his arms, his gaze gradually deepening.

Alice was unaware of the change in his gaze; she continued kicking him forcefully, "Put me down, put me down..."

He suddenly bent down and captured her chattering lips in a forceful kiss.

All her voices were instantly swallowed by him.

"Mmm... let go... mmm..."

He kissed her while carrying her to the bedside.

She kept hitting him.

He felt no pain, indulgently ravaging her lips.

For a moment, she broke free, but she and he simultaneously fell back onto the bed...

She hadn’t even caught her breath when he already pressed her underneath himself.

His legs restrained her restless limbs, his hands interlocking with hers, pinning her firmly against the bed.

"Jo..."

Before she could even call out his name, her mouth was once again silenced.

He stifled all her words with his lips, his tongue exploring, drawing the sweetness he longed for from her mouth...

Alice couldn’t move, only muffled whimpers escaped...

Every attempt to free her restrained hands only resulted in him pinning them tighter, his arousal igniting like wildfire, consuming every inch of her body...

She kept turning her head, met with increasingly fierce claims from him...

He kissed her with a burning passion, suddenly pinning her hands above her head, freeing a hand to undo the buttons of her shirt...

Fueled by a violent resistance, she finally managed to break free from his grip...

She clenched her fists, hitting his descending shoulder fiercely, "You bastard, let me go, let go..."

He allowed her to hit him but lost patience with a ripping sound, stripping off her outer garment.

The white bra accentuated her excellent figure...

He lowered his head, deeply burying it against her chest...

"Damn it!" he grunted in pain, lifting his head abruptly.

It turned out Alice was biting down hard on his shoulder.

He once again restrained her hands, his heavy body pressing tightly against her. In the dimness, the lines of his face drew taut, the pain knitting his brows intently, he gritted out, "You say you don’t love me, is that right?"

Alice struggled with all her might, yet it was futile. Gazing at his stern, chilling face, her eyes filled with terror.

"Then let me prove you wrong in our once-favorite way." As he spoke, Chester again restrained both of Alice’s hands with one of his; this time, no matter how Alice struggled, she couldn’t break free.

He pulled down her jeans, tearing and stripping away all the clothes from her lower body.