Of course, here's the translation with quotes:

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"Beautiful, intelligent, pragmatic, challenging, and a magnificent false and disdainful creature. That’s how I saw the woman who was now on top of me, my two hands firmly gripping her slim waist. Behind us, a floor-to-ceiling window was open – wide open for anyone to see. Besides having a sharp and pernicious mind, Alexandra was an exhibitionist who did little to suppress her fetishes.

Having sex with her was one of the many pleasures I indulged in; the truth is I simply couldn’t give it up. Every time I felt tempted to end whatever it was between us, I found myself thanking and begging any higher power not to let me lose that gift.

I’ve always been rich, influential, and pragmatic. I never believed there was a true and genuine feeling that couldn’t be manipulated or persuaded by money, vanity, or revenge. Human beings are corruptible, and the world is a den of wolves. That’s precisely why I decided to become the alpha of the pack, the one no one would dare to overthrow, or if they tried, would be defended to the end by others; those loyal to me.

There are two ways to gain loyalty: by demonstrating power and by demonstrating leadership. Many believe it’s the same thing, but there are weak leaders and powerful betas – who can become alphas with the right guidance. I wasn’t always this man capable of getting everything I wanted with a tenacious smile. Money doesn’t buy loyalty, nor does it attest to the truthfulness of such a vow. It’s necessary to assert oneself as a leader, and after that, always remind others why you occupy this space.

The path to success was paved for me, and with adjustments here and there, I had the life and honor of a god.

But this demon with once black hair who was now on top of me... She made me wonder if a god needed a consort, a goddess beside him, to show him other paths, new glories, and new forms of worship. Yes, the two of us, side by side as a true pair, had the power to collect all the lust that rightfully belonged to us.

Alexandra was dangerous, slippery, and could destroy anyone’s life without making a fuss. A cruel, cunning, and relentless viper; not that it was necessarily a bad thing. After all, in the world we lived in, all defenses – and attacks – were perfectly justifiable.

Looking into each other’s eyes, feeling the impact of our bodies and souls, happy and ecstatic to be who we were and what we had to do, we exploded in pure pleasure. The sounds that came from our throats filled the entire room, and the tremors that invaded us were like echoes of our power. Hunger sated. Hunger, thirst, and absolutely a need.

The first time I tasted Alexandra’s delicious body was years ago, shortly after the breakup between her and the blondie who had a lot to learn to reach my level. She was drunk, inconsolable, and angry for having wasted years of her life. All the time and investment she could have made for her own company was directed to her ex-fiancé, and now he was free in the world, ready to continue living; all that was left for her was bitterness. I was drunk after having a big fight with my father, who threatened and verbally abused me with all the hatred he could muster.

Anger, injustice, and the desire to turn the tables were what united us there. When the act was finally consummated, I knew I would never experience anything as good that could even compare. Right there, at that moment, I knew Gavin had not only lost his precious brainstorm ideas (which, by the way, were good but needed to be polished by me to be worthy of such splendor) but also lost that wonderful woman.

I didn’t allow myself to be deceived. I knew Alexandra liked me, but she really loved the power I possessed and could achieve for her. Similarly, the now redhead loved her own power and ruling over the weak around her; giving orders without raising her voice and being seen with the superiority that credited her.

She was with me because I could play the role of a true man. She didn’t fear me because she was on equal footing with me, but she also didn’t hide how dangerous she could be if I even dared to breathe wrong near her.

Queen, empress, or servant of Satan, that woman there certainly wasn’t going to separate from me. And to be completely honest, each month we traveled to savor each other’s taste, each pull of her hair and each lick I received, it became more complicated to even consider the possibility of each going their own way; to break the silent alliance that always kept us on top.

Sweaty and exhausted, lying next to each other but not holding each other, we looked at the ceiling. The sound of the waves provided the ambient noise, and the smell of salty water invaded our nostrils. Panting, I sat up and grabbed a water bottle beside me, drinking half its contents. Alexandra drank from her own bottle, which was on her side of the bed.

'Always so good to hear the sound of the sea,' were her first words after the act. Then she got up and turned to me: 'Want to take a dip?'

'What if there’s a bather out there?'

Mocking and relentless, Alexandra looked at the window and then at me with a smile full of desire.

'Then he’ll love the little show we’re going to put on for him.'

I widened my eyes. She laughed.

Ten minutes later, there we were in the middle of the sea, completely naked and without any fear of whether or not someone was watching us."