Chapter 12

Alex POV

“Stay here,” I instruct Hannah before stepping out to meet the person who knocked.

“I’m so sorry, sir. I just realized we asked Miss Hannah to go into the wrong dressing room,” the clerk explains apologetically.

“What do you mean?” I ask, feeling confused.

“Miss Hannah’s dress is actually in fitting room five, not one,” she clarifies.

“Oh,” I respond, understanding the situation. So, I was wrong in my assumption?

“Yes, you were,” Eden interjects in my mind. “The poor girl was innocent, and you punished her.”

“Getting face-fucked isn’t really a punishment, in my defense,” I retort.

“Because she was trembling with need?” Eden counters, his tone ti