Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent) novel Chapter 123

He'd planned to give her a break tonight, but after what happened… sleep was out of the question.

Alicia still had no idea what she'd done to upset Tyrone. He carried her into the bathroom, only to torment her there, then brought her back to bed and kept at it until dawn was breaking. She'd cried herself hoarse and still couldn't figure out what she'd done wrong.

All the while, Tyrone wouldn't stop asking if she knew her mistake.

Was it that she hadn't pleased him enough? Was she lacking in effort, skill, or experience?

Clearly, she needed to ask Felix's celebrity friend for some pointers tomorrow.

After all, if there was one thing Alicia had learned from her time with Vincent, it was that men think with their bodies more than their heads.

"Tyrone… please, I'm begging you." Alicia's voice was raw as she pleaded with him.

But Tyrone had made it clear—he wasn't letting her rest tonight.

After spending this time together, Alicia had figured him out. Tyrone was, at heart, a classic proud aristocrat—soft when you're gentle, immovable when you're not.

Finally, completely overwhelmed, Alicia burst into tears and called out, "Tyrone…"

He paused for a moment, and Alicia thought maybe her plea had worked. But instead, he only pushed her further. "What did you just call me?" His voice was low and rough.

"Tyrone…"

"Not good enough."

"Tyrone…"

"Try something else. Call me by another name. If I like it, I'll let you go." Tyrone's voice was hoarse as he kissed the tears from the corner of her eye.

Alicia gazed at him, confused. "Tyrone…"

He just waited.

She tried again. "Ash…"

None of it seemed right.

Sobbing, Alicia clung tightly to him.

She couldn't understand—why did Melanie claim Tyrone was disinterested in women? Why was Serena so sure he'd never touch her?

Her head was spinning. She wasn't even sure if she drifted off to sleep or simply passed out.