Chapter 26 Chapter Twenty Six

The moment the bathroom door opened, Sardiste only dared to glance at it, already complaining in his heart.Bella was rosy from head to toe, her hair was coiled high on her head, and she smelled of the French soap that Fritz insisted on buying.The towel wrapped around him was so small that he could only wonder how easy it would be to get Bella naked. All he had to do was pull it casually. "What Reese can promise is not of help at the moment," he said. "It can only last forty-eight hours at most. Talk to your brother and see if you can get him to change his mind. If not, Reese There's still a response to be made. And, because it's your family's business, it's practically impossible for him to say no."

Bella lifted the towel up: "Okay...thank you. Thank you for your hard work." He nodded and turned his eyes to the door, thinking that he could go back and continue with plan A: run until he was tired, or go to Ferry and beat himself up. However, he didn't leave just then, but put his hands on his hips: "There are some things, I'm sorry." "What? Oh...why apologize?" "I'm sorry that you saw me kill the killer." He looked up, then lowered his head, trying to stop himself from hugging his head, "I said at the time, I will not apologize. I mean I never Regret killing those bastards. But I don't want to... I don't want to leave those bloody images in your mind. If I can, I want to take those scenes away from your memory... in your All the memories in my head, I'm really... sorry for letting you see. Bella, yes, I'm sorry about the whole thing, including... myself."

Perhaps this was good-bye to her, Saddiste realized suddenly.His courage still fading, he hastily uttered his last words. "You are a woman worthy of being cherished." He raised his head, "and I know that you will find..." A partner, he completes the sentence in his head.Yes, a woman like her is bound to find a good mate.In fact, there was someone in this house who liked her and would treat her well.The man, Ferry, was waiting around the corner. Sadist looked up, tried to get out of the bedroom...and slumped down on the other side of the door. Bella stood quietly in front of him.Hearing her approaching breath, his heart was pounding like a jackrabbit, making him upset and dizzy.

"You cleaned my house, is that true?" she asked. Oh my gosh...the answer speaks for itself. "Yes or no?" "Yes, I cleaned it." "I'm going to hold you now." Sadist was taken aback, and before he could dodge, her arms were already around his waist, and her head was leaning against his bare chest. He stood still and accepted Bella's embrace, not moving a step, holding his breath, and also did not respond... All he could do was feel her body.Bella was a tall woman, but he was still fifteen centimeters taller than her.As far as a fighter was concerned, he was a bit skinny, but his skeleton carried at least thirty kilograms more weight than Bella.Even so, her whole body seemed to pour towards him like overwhelming.

God, she smells so good. She made some small movements, like a sigh, but more follow-ups were hidden in her body.Her chest was pressed against his chest.He looked down, the curve of Bella's neck was so alluring, followed by some little physical problem. He pressed Bella's shoulders, his palms slightly covering her skin: "Well, uh, Bella...I have to go." "Why are you leaving?" she murmured, her breath brushing against his chest. "because……" Between his evasions, she whispered, "You know, I like these." "what do you like." She touched the breast ring on one side: "These things."

He choked: "I, uh...I wore it myself." "It's beautiful on you." She stepped back and pulled off the towel. "I really have to go," he said dryly. "do not go." "I must go, if I stay..." "Come with me," she said, pressing against him again. He raised his head, closed his eyes, and tried his best not to let himself be buried in her smell... There was a long silence. "You know my reputation?" She frowned: "It doesn't matter..." "What do people say about me, Bella? Tell me, I want to hear what you think of me, so I can know, you know it." He was threatening, making her despair palpable, Shattering her fantasy, "I know, you must have heard about my deeds, and those rumors will even reach the ears of people of your class. What do they say about me?"

"Some people...some people think you kill women as a form of sport, but I don't believe it..." "Do you know why I have such a reputation?" Bella shielded her chest, shaking her head as she stepped back.He then bent down, handed her the towel, and pointed to the skull in the corner: "I killed that woman. Now, tell me, do you want to be possessed by a man who commits murder and may hurt a woman?" ?” "It was her." She retorted in a low voice, "You ran back and killed your mistress, didn't you?" Sadist trembled. "For a while, I thought that would make me whole."

"But you didn't." "Not at all." He brushed past her, walking up and down the house, suffering from suppressed emotions, until the words roared out of his mouth, "After a few years, after I came out. I heard that she... ...Damn, I heard that she locked another man in that dungeon. I... I spent two full days running there, and then sneaked in when it was close to the early morning." Sadist shook his head, He didn't want to talk about it, really didn't want to bring it up again, but his mouth continued, "God...he was too young, too young, like when she first got me. I didn't even think about killing her Yes, but when I was about to leave, she came down. As soon as I saw her, I knew that if I didn't do anything, she would call the guards. I also finally understood that she would always find another man instead, Lock him in there and force him to... oh shit, why am I telling you this?"

"I love you." Sadist closed his eyes when he heard this, "Stop inviting tragedy, Bella." He rushed out of the bedroom, but after walking less than ten meters, it was difficult to move. She loves him.She loves him? nonsense!She just thought she loved him.But once she returns to that real world, she realizes, oh my god, what a mess she's in now!Everything here is not her life, she spends too much time on him. But... God, he wanted to be with her too.Wants to lie with her and kiss her, wants to do more, wants to do everything he loves to do with her: kisses, caresses, all that sucking and licking.However, he wasn't sure where the two would end up.Even if he could get past the thought of entering her body and entanglement, he didn't want to take the risk of possessing her.

He thought of every hole in himself, the emptiness and blankness that other people sensed too.Emotions move in and out of the body at will, only anger is captured and retained. But, that’s not all there is to it, is it?At least Bella made him feel a little different.When she kissed him in bed earlier, it made him feel... hot and horny.The male instinct, sex, appears spontaneously in his life for the first time. The sudden desperation was sharp, and the past with the hostess made him start looking for a vacancy.He found himself longing for Bella's kiss again.He also wanted to hug her tightly, to make her gasp, have difficulty breathing, and even make her extremely hungry and thirsty.

It's not fair to her... But, he's a son of a bitch, and he's greedy for what she's given before.Moreover, she was about to leave, maybe he only had one day left now. Think here.Sadist opened the door and walked back into the bedroom. Bella, who was lying on the bed, sat up visibly startled when he came back.Her gaze made him regain a trace of courtesy, righteousness and shame.How could he be with her?God, she was so beautiful and he was a dirty, ugly bastard. He lost his faith and stood there in the middle of the room.Go ahead and prove you're not an asshole, he told himself, but first he had to explain things clearly. "I want to be with you, Bella, but I won't do it with you." Seeing what Bella was about to say, he held his hands and stopped her, "Please, just listen to me ...I want to be with you, but I don't think I'm ready to give you what you want. I'm not the right man for you, and now is 100% the wrong time." "Come here, Sadist." Bella lifted the quilt and showed herself to him, "Don't think about it, come to bed." "I..." Words that have never been said to anyone else linger on the lips, akin to a confession, a revelation of the ultimate truth.He averted his eyes, ignored them, and let the words blurt out, "Bella, when I was a slave, there were things... er, things that were done to me, making love." I couldn't help it, "And being raped by a man...all against my will, it's a man." He heard a gasp. That's the normal reaction, he thought, though it was a pity.Maybe he could save her by making her feel sick.Because if a man has encountered such a thing, a woman will definitely not be able to accept it.It's not a heroic deed, but the consequences of the sequelae are far-reaching. He cleared his throat and stared at a small hole in the floor: "Look, I'm not... I don't want you to pity me. I don't tell you these things to make you sick. It's just... I'm confused. Just It's like all the threads in me are intersecting into one... You know, that's the shit. I want to have you too, but it's not right. You shouldn't be with me, you're worse than what I've been through It's way too noble." What awaited him was continuous silence.Ah, hell... he had to face her.At that moment, she got up from the bed, as if she had been waiting for him to raise his eyes.In this way, naked and naked, she walked towards him, and a burning wick cast candlelight on her body. "Kiss me." She whispered vaguely, "Just kiss me." "God... what's wrong with you?" Looking at her flickering eyes, he continued, "I mean, why? You have so many men to choose from, why me?" "I want you." She put her hand on his chest, "This is a natural and normal reaction to the opposite sex, isn't it?" "But I'm not normal." "I don't know, but you're not dirty at all, you're not stained, and you have nothing to be ashamed of." She took his trembling hands and placed them on her shoulders. Her skin is very delicate, as if any gentle movement could hurt her.And the image of pushing his lower body into her body also made him stiff and he didn't dare to move—unless he had forgotten those unbearable past events and only had her in his mind. Oh, yeah, he thought, just for her. He turned Bella around, her back pressed against his.Slowly flicking her fingers, her hands stroked the curve of her waist and hips from top to bottom.When she arched up and whispered, he saw the tip of her nipples over her shoulder and couldn't help but want to touch them... Knowing that he could, he put his hands around her ribs, feeling every The shape of a skeleton, until the palm of her hand covers her breasts.Her head jerked back, her mouth opened slightly. Seeing her let go of herself for him, the instinct in his body screamed, wanting to use all means to enter her body.He licked his upper lip reflexively, rubbing her nipple with his thumb and forefinger.He began to imagine his tongue slipping into her mouth, between teeth and fangs, claiming her that way. As if knowing what he was thinking, she also turned her face away, but this posture seemed too intimate and too real... She was really willing to give herself to him, she was willing to let someone like him treat him My own body makes such intimate movements!He grabbed her waist, stopped her movement, and then pulled her onto his lap.He gritted his teeth as her hips pressed against the rigidity of her shorts. "Saddist...let me kiss you." She wanted to turn around, but he held her tightly. She began to struggle in his arms, but he easily immobilized her: "This look is better for you. It would be better if you couldn't see me." "Will not." He rested his head on her shoulder: "If I could find Ferry to accompany you... I used to look like him, and you could pretend I was him." But she broke free from his hand suddenly: "but that's different. Besides, what I want is you. " When Bella looked forward to him with that kind of woman's expectation, Sardist realized that the two of them would definitely lie on the big bed behind her, and then go one step further.But, god...he had no idea how to make her feel comfortable.He's probably as inexperienced as a virgin who's never had sex with how to please a woman. The mood that was brought up a little bit reminded him of another man Bella once had.There is no doubt that the aristocrat knows far more about the kinks of sex than he does.An uncontrollable desire rose in his heart, wanting to find Bella's former lover, and then let him bleed to death... Oh... hell, he closed his eyes.Oh...damn. "What's wrong?" she asked. This territorial, violent urge is characteristic of a male vampire in a love bond.Rather, it was the most obvious evidence that he was in love. Sardist raised his arms, brought his nose close to his bicep, and took a deep breath... the amorous scent emanating from his body.It was there, albeit so faintly that only he could discern it. What the hell is he going to do now? Unfortunately, his instincts answered ahead of time.With the roar of his body, he directly picked up Bella and walked towards the bed.