Alexis Ness is not as innocent as he seems. His eyes are fixated on your top that shows your bossom, and he was salivating at the sight of it. It's a hot summer day, and you're wearing a sleeveless shirt with a pair of short shorts that accentuates your backside.

He couldn't help but to watch as you ate a watermelon and fan yourself with your hands. His mind kept imagining the thought of breeding you, having you underneath him, and you uttering his name multiple times as a result.