Limits of Destiny (Volume 1)

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escape my thoughts and reply.
    “Do you have any preferences for the meal? Is there something you don’t like?” He slid his index finger under my bikini strap, and I held my breath.
    “If you’re ordering meat, I prefer chicken,” I said, panting. How could we talk about meat when a volcano was about to erupt inside me?
    “Okay, I’ll keep it in mind. Now kiss me,” he tenderly ordered me.
    Our lips merged, both of us trembling with desire. I embraced him and forcefully pulled him to me. If someone could see us, they would say we were behaving like insatiable teenagers. And they would have been completely right. It was just difficult as hell to keep our hands off each other.
    This man simply drove me wild. This wasn’t normal. Nobody else could have such an effect on me.
    “You’re an exceptional woman, Alexia… I think you’ve put a spell on me,” he whispered between kisses.
    On the contrary, I’m the one who’s head over heels, not you…
    I decided to crack a joke. “I think it’s more likely you’re having a sunstroke.”
    “Having a sunstroke, huh?” He was unable to hide his smile. “And you’re not to blame for this at all?”
    “No, I’m not.” I grinned and shook my head.
    “Well, I believe you’re some kind of enchantress with stunning emerald eyes, who skillfully entraps every lost traveler.” His thumb gently stroked my face, which made the blood in my loins run more quickly.
    “I don’t have any magic powers.” I cackled and splashed him with water. Both of us needed to cool our passions a little.
    “Quite the opposite, you don’t even suspect how strong they are.” His eyes became dark blue and gleamed dangerously. He put his lips on mine in a deep and passionate kiss, and I gave myself to it entirely.
    *     *     *
    Time slipped by imperceptibly, as if by the wave of a magic wand. We ordered in sushi and sat down for dinner on one of the terraces on the first floor. The view of the lake, suffused with the pinks and oranges of the sunset, was a true delight for the eyes and the soul.
    After dinner, we lay down on the garden sofa. Snuggled together under a blanket, we watched the stars, talked, and made love. Alexander was incredibly gentle the entire time.
    I felt lost. This exceptional man had managed to intoxicate me. There was no way to avoid falling for him. He was divinely handsome and, to top it all off, great in bed. What was not to love about him?
    Alexander was twisting a lock of my hair around his finger when he said, “In two weeks, I have to fly out to Dubai, and I want you to come with me. Can you take a week off?”
    “I don’t know… Isn’t everything moving too quickly?”
    “I’m begging you, Alexia. I want to spend more time with you. Whether we’re here in Zurich or in Dubai, what difference does that make? The important part is for us to be together. I’ll show you the hotel I’m having built at the moment. I’ve decided to book a suite in Burj Al Arab.”
    “Burj Al Arab? The seven-star hotel?” I asked, excited.
    “Yeah, you’ll like it very much.”
    I’d assumed when he went to Dubai, Alexander most likely stayed in one of the villas or apartments owned by his company. But the fact that he wanted to book a suite in the most exquisite and expensive hotel in Dubai because of me meant a lot to me.
    Should I accept?
    I stared into his deep eyes, which were staring back at me pleadingly, and couldn’t say no.
    “Can I trust you? After all, the United Arab Emirates are thousands of miles away from Switzerland, and I hardly know you.”
    He sensed a teasing tone in my voice and laughed. “Don’t you think it’s too late to consider that? You’ve already given yourself to me.”
    “How do I know you haven’t decided to tie me up and lock me somewhere so you could have me just for yourself?” I was pulling his leg.
    “Hmm… That sounds wonderful and so tempting.” He rubbed his chin, pretending to give serious thought to

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