Tilda regarded him coldly, her lips curved in a contemptuous smile.

Alex interpreted her response as confirmation of her knowledge.

"We're family, Tilda. I strongly advise you to remain silent and avoid spreading rumors."

Malice flashed in his eyes as he tightened his grip on her wrists.

Tilda winced, her brows knitting together. "Are you threatening me?"

"Interpret it however you wish."

Alex pressed closer until his body nearly crushed hers against the wall, his chest brushing against hers. He caught the scent of her perfume, and a predatory gleam appeared in his eyes, triggering an unwelcome physical response.

His breathing grew labored as he leaned closer, his body deliberately grazing against hers.

Tilda, noticing his arousal, felt a surge of humiliation and fury.

“Let me go immediately! If you don't, I'll ensure everyone learns about your despicable behavior!"

Alex hesitated, looking down at her. Her expression of outrage and embarrassment somehow heightened his interest.

Rather than releasing her, he offered a lecherous smile.

"Did you know I've been captivated by you since our first meeting? Something about you quickens my pulse. They say forbidden fruit tastes sweetest. How about being my lover? I promise more pleasure than your husband could provide!"

His mouth hovered near her ear. With her hands immobilized, Tilda could not break free.

Her face burning with rage, she suddenly raised her knee, delivering a precise strike to his vulnerable area.

Alex groaned in agony, instinctively releasing her as he doubled over, his face contorting with pain.

Tilda raised her hand and delivered a resounding slap across his face.

"You're revolting, Alex!"

Alex glowered at Tilda, his features twisted with both agony and fury.

Gradually, he rose to his full height and advanced toward her, malevolence radiating from his gaze.

"You think you're superior, don't you?" he snarled. "A woman who's been intimate with other men, now putting on airs! You think I'm revolting, huh? I'll demonstrate the true meaning of that word today!"

With that declaration, he seized Tilda's wrist, attempting to force her into a secluded corner.

"Release me! Someone help-—"

Tilda's desperate plea was silenced as Alex clamped his hand over her mouth, continuing to drag her away.