Quinn froze up, couldn''t even look at him anymore.


    Alexander''s face rxed a bit when he saw she was done with the rabbit. He then got a fire going.


    It wasn''t cold here; the fire was just for some light.


    Quinn stared at the flickering mes and suddenly said, "Put out the fire."Belongs ? to N?velDrama.Org.


    Her voice was raspy, almost drowned out by the crackling wood. Alexander looked at her, puzzled, "What did you say?"


    Quinn took a breath, trying to speak louder, "I said put out the fire."


    Alexander thought for a second, then got up and stomped out the fire with his foot. The cave went pitch ck.


    "Alright."


    Quinn turned her back to him again, curling up.


    Alexander walked over and sat down next to her, staring. Even though her face was buried in her clothes, she could feel his eyes on her. After a bit, he put a hand on her shoulder and said, "Quinn."


    She didn''t respond.


    "Feeling any better?" he asked, concerned.


    That question just brought back all the stuff she was trying to forget.


    She squeezed her eyes shut, fingers digging into her clothes. She regretted eating that rabbit; starving would''ve been better.


    "Are you just gonna keep ignoring me?" Alexander asked again.


    Quinn still didn''t answer.


    Her mind was a mess. What were they now?


    She felt super embarrassed thinking about how she had clung to him, how he couldn''t even push her away, and then remembering how she had vowed not to get involved with him.


    "If you don''t talk, I''ll start the fire again," Alexander threatened.


    As soon as he said that, Quinn suddenly poked her head out and looked at him.


    Their eyes met, and she saw a slight smile on his face.


    She pressed her lips together, thinking for a bit before saying, "This was just an ident. Let''s pretend it never happened."


    Alexander looked at her intently and said, "You used me and now you wanna toss me aside?"


    Her expression changed, and she couldn''t find words to argue.


    "Am I that worthless? Even if I were a gigolo, I''d get paid. You think you can just brush me off like it never happened?" Alexander continued.


    Quinn''s face got hotter, and she asked, "How much do you want?"


    "Two hundred million dors," Alexander said.


    Quinn choked on her own spit, staring at Alexander in disbelief, "What kind of gigolo is worth that much?"


    Alexander leaned in closer and whispered, "Do you really think I''m a gigolo?"


    He moved closer and closer until their faces were almost touching. He whispered, "I saved your life. Besides, don''t you think my performance is worth two hundred million dors?" His hot breath hit her face, making her expression change again. Alexander''s breath spread across her skin.


    The desire that had been fading came rushing back.


    Her face got darker, and she slowly curled up her body. Her cheeks burned red, and her breathing got faster.


    Her gaze at Alexander changed. She tried hard to suppress something, but it still showed in her eyes.


    Alexander stared at her for a moment, his expression changing slightly. He discreetly sat back down, moving a bit further away from her.


    He didn''t dare provoke her any further, as he had seen the power of that drug.


    Quinn closed her eyes, turned away with difficulty, raised her hand, and bit down hard on the back of it, using the pain to clear her mind and suppress those strange feelings.