All Chapters of Possessed by His Mark: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Aira’s POVI walked over to the window, my fingers lightly brushing against the cold glass as I gazed outside. The mansion’s security was tight—guards patrolled the perimeter, their movements precise and disciplined as they circled the fences. Their heavy boots crunched against the gravel, their presence a constant reminder that no one was supposed to come in—or out—without permission.But then, my eyes caught something unusual.At the far end of the fence, a dark figure leaped over with effortless grace. My heart clenched the moment I realized who it was. Alexander.He landed soundlessly on the ground, his posture relaxed yet calculated. And then—he stood there. Not moving. Not speaking. Just watching.My breath hitched as I saw the way his eyes searched for me, his gaze scanning the windows of the mansion.And then, as if sensing my presence, his gaze locked onto mine.A slow, knowing smile curled on his lips.He didn’t speak, yet his lips moved, forming silent words."I'll see you

Aira’s POVI locked myself in my room.My mind kept replaying what I had done in front of Ezekiel. Every movement, every word, every hesitation—I knew he would wonder about it. I knew he would ask. And yet, I had no real excuse to give him. I didn’t even want to lie—not when he had been nothing but patient with me.But what else could I do?A soft knock echoed against my door, pulling me from my spiraling thoughts.“Aira, I know you’re in there.” His voice was gentle but firm, leaving no room for me to ignore him. There was something in the way he spoke that made my stomach tighten. He wasn’t just asking—he was expecting a response. I knew he wouldn’t leave until I answered.“Please, let’s talk. I want to know what’s going on. I want to know what’s wrong with you.”I squeezed my eyes shut, not out of irritation, but because my heart was pounding too fast, too hard. A dull ache settled in my chest, and my fingers curled into my palms.Why did he always have this effect on me?I hesitat

Aira’s POVIt was late at night when Alexander finally arrived. I didn’t know how to react as I watched him from my window, my heart pounding in my chest. He was here—finally here. I crouched down slightly, peeking through the window’s lower edge, watching as he stood outside. “I’m coming up,” he said, his voice hushed.I didn’t respond. I just stood there, staring at him, my thoughts in turmoil. Part of me wanted to rush to him, to hold him, to let him know how much I had missed him. But another part of me—the rational part—warned me to stay put. To not let my emotions get the best of me.As he began to climb up, I instinctively glanced toward the guards stationed nearby. My pulse quickened. If they saw him it would all be over. I swallowed hard, my hands clenching at the fabric of my dress.The moment Alexander reached the window, I quickly grabbed his hand, helping him inside. He was heavier than I anticipated, and as he landed on the floor with a soft thud, he let out a quiet gru

Alexander’s POVI am losing my mind. Completely.My patience is hanging by a thread, and my sanity is slipping, but I refuse to give up on Aira. No matter what she says, no matter how much she pushes me away, I won’t walk away from her."I promise you, I’m not the same as before," I say, my voice thick with emotion. "Please, Aira… look at me."But she doesn’t.Her back remains turned to me, her posture stiff, her silence heavy. It’s like she can’t bear to see me in this state—as if looking at me would be too much. And honestly? I don’t blame her.I probably look pathetic right now.I don’t do this. I don’t beg. I don’t break. I don’t stand before someone, completely raw and exposed. But with her? Everything is different. She makes me do things I never thought I was capable of.I take a deep breath, shutting my eyes for a moment. I need to hold myself together. I don’t want her to think I’m trying to manipulate her. That’s the last thing I want. My intentions are real, and she needs to

Aira’s POV"Ms. Aira, your food is here."A sudden knock on the door startled us out of each other’s embrace, nearly making me jump out of bed.My eyes immediately darted toward Alexander, and he quickly understood what needed to be done.Without a word, he swiftly slid under the bed, hiding from view just as he had done before. I took a deep breath, making sure my expression was calm before walking over to the door. As soon as I opened it, a servant stood outside, holding a tray of food."Thank you," I said, accepting the tray.Once I had it in my hands, I quickly shut the door and turned back to search for Alexander. My gaze met his the moment he peeked out from beneath the bed."You can come out now," I said softly. "Let’s eat."Without hesitation, Alexander crawled out and approached me with a small smile."Come on," he said, picking up a spoonful of food. "Let me feed you."Before I could protest, he gently brought the spoon to my lips, waiting for me to take a bite. My face inst