After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

Chapter 247 The Swimsuit Is Broken The man at this moment looked exactly like in the photo, wearing nothing but swim trunks.

When she saw the photo, her heart had already fluttered wildly.

Now, seeing it in person, the man emerged from the water with a splash. The overwhelming masculinity, the captivating presence-it was utterly breathtaking and irresistibly enticing! Normally, the phrase "drop dead gorgeous" is used to describe women, but at this moment, she felt it perfectly suited Xander.

It was simply incredible! His face was so handsit seemed to outshine the heavens, the earth, and even the sun and moon. His physique was domineering, powerful, and utterly captivating. Suddenly, Isabel regretted coming here. Should she not have come? What if she couldn't control herself? "You're here?" Xander greeted her with a cheerful smile.

Water trickled down from his hair, clinging to his forehead, flowing past his pronounced Adam's apple, down to his sensual collarbone and his solid chest muscles...

Isabel snapped out of her brief daze, quickly collecting her thoughts. Her gaze wandered intentionally, avoiding looking at the man's body.

"Go ahead and swim; I'll go change into my swimsuit.

"The changing room's over there. I prepared one for you," Xander said, his eyes briefly skimming over Isabel's striking figure as he spoke.

For sreason, he was looking forward to it.

"Oh, okay, I'll go check it out." Isabel had brought her swimsuit, which she had casually bought from a roadside shop earlier. She didn't particularly like it, but she didn't dislike it either-it was just average. Since Xander had prepared swimsuits for her, she decided to take a look. Maybe there would be a style she liked.

When Isabel entered the fitting room, she was greeted by a row of nearly a hundred swimsuits hanging neatly in place. Her mouth twitched involuntarily.

It wasn't the sheer number of swimsuits that left her speechless; it was the designs-each one more revealing and provocative than the last. Isabel picked up a white bikini bottom and muttered, "One, two, three... It's just three strings." She was certain that if she walked out wearing something like this, Xander would pounce on her like a starving tiger, leaving not even a trace of her behind. Shivering at the thought, she rubbed her goosebumps away and disdainfully put the bikini bottom back. Then, she reached for a one-piece swimming dress. The dress was quite long, but it was far too sheer. Through the fabric, she could see the lines on her fingertips.

The other styles weren't much better-each one was more outrageous than the last.

Where on earth had Xander found such scandalously tempting swimsuits? "Forget it, I'll just wear my own." Isabel sighed, pulling out the swimsuit she had hastily bought earlier.

The swimsuit cfrom a small roadside shop. It was cheap and felt rough to the touch, but it was still better than wearing any of the ones Xander had prepared. After changing into her swimsuit, Isabel stepped out of the fitting room.

The moment she emerged, she noticed the man's gaze immediately locking onto her.

Seeing his reaction, Isabel felt even more certain of her suspicions.

This man had prepared so many of those revealing outfits for her-he definitely wanted to see her wear one. Well, too bad for him.

"Why didn't you wear the one I prepared for you?" He had been wondering earlier which one Isabel would choose.

But she had opted for such a conservative look. Still, with her figure, even the most modest swimsuit couldn't stop him from appreciating the view.

"If I wore any of those, I might as well not wear anything at all." Isabel shot him a pointed look, letting him figure it out for himself.

"You don't have to wear anything," Xander replied casually.

Isabel was at a loss for words.

Ignoring the man's teasing, she decided to focus on swimming.

Just as she was about to step into the water, she saw Xander swimming toward her with his arms open. "I'll catch you," he said.

He was barely dressed, and even though her swimsuit was conservative, it was still a swimsuit shorter and more revealing than regular clothing. If they made contact like this, who knew what might happen? "No need, I can-" Before Isabel could finish her sentence, her foot slipped. She tumbled straight toward the man. Xander had already anticipated this and was prepared to catch Isabel, so he effortlessly caught her in his arms.

Isabel's face landed squarely on his chest, and a faint pain radiated from the impact.

When she opened her eyes, she noticed the spot where her mouth had bumped it was in a rather awkward position! So instead of just feeling the pain on her face, her cheeks were burning with embarrassment.

At that moment, a deep, alluring male voice sounded above her head.

"Women really are full of contradiction. Saying no with their words, but being so honest with their bodies." "You're the one who's like that! Not me!" Isabel quickly broke free from the man's arms. Just as she was about to retort further, there was a loud "rip" sound. Isabel's eyes widened instantly. She looked down at herself and saw that the strap on her shoulder had snapped and was sliding down.

D*mn it! She cursed inwardly. The quality of this outfit was worse than she had imagined! She vowed to go back and settle this with the store later.

Fortunately, her front was "supported" well enough to hold things in place. Otherwise, everything would've been exposed.

Even though it wasn't a complete disaster, the scene was enough to make Xander's breathing go haywire. "Don't look!" Isabel hurriedly covered herself with her hands.

But with such a big movement, another loud "rip" followed. The strap on the other shoulder snapped as well.

Isabel was stunned.

She was grinding her teeth.

What an unscrupulous store! Fortunately, the only person here was Xander. If she had been at a crowded swimming pool, her current situation would have made her the center of attention.

As Isabel was thinking this, a deeply restrained, low voice from the man suddenly sounded in her ear.

"You forcedto do this."

Before Isabel could even respond, Xander grabbed her hands, which she her had been using to cover herself, and E raised them above her head. Oh no! Instinctively, Isabel crouched lower into the water, trying to shield herself.

But as soon as she squatted down, the man lifted her up.

Splash! Her entire body emerged from the water.

Isabel's heart pounded wildly, though she wasn't sure whether it was out of anger or embarrassment. On instinct, she lashed out with her foot to kick the man. However, ere Xander was quicker, using the side of his thigh to trap her leg in place.

With one leg pinned and the other unable to stabilize her balance, Isabel staggered backward.

The man's large hand slid around her waist, steadying her.

His hand was so big that it easily supported her lower back, with room to spare.

At this moment, Isabel was utterly at his mercy. Her mouth was silenced m by his, her waist firmly held in his and her leg clamped tightly between his rock-hard thigh e grasp, and her led muscles, leaving her completely immobilized. The muscles of his thigh were as solid as stone, and her leg, caught in between, couldn't move an inch.

The entire swimming pool fell into a sudden hush.

Not absolute silence, though. Instead, an indescribable atmosphere filled the space.

Isabel felt utterly overwhelmed, her mind spinning as if the world were tilting. Her thoughts turned to mush, leaving her completely disoriented. By the tshe snapped back to reality, she realized she had somehow been carried to the edge of the pool.

The man had seized her foot, lifting it above her head, clearly preparing to have a deep discussion about life with her.