Chapter 30 – I Need You and You Deserve Me

When she saw Charles half-naked, Bella felt that she had fallen into an ice cave.

Charles had found the contraceptives and Bella didn’t want to give birth to his baby at all. She was only twenty years old and hadn’t graduated from University yet. Her life had just started. She didn’t want a baby.

“Let me go! You can take my eggs and find a surrogate. Please don’t make me give birth to a child,” Bella squirmed with her last plead.

“I need your womb and blood to nurture my child,” Charles pinched her slender shoulders and said with great rage gathering in his blue eyes. “You complied with me in public but opposed me in private.”

She just told him she would never buy birth control again, but now Bella told him she didn’t want to give him a baby.

“No, I don’t! And you said you would let me think about it,” Bella asked for compassion. She was in such pain that her tears fell like rain and she even felt the tension of her shoulders squeeze together.

“I’m sorry!” said Bella. Then Charles slowly moved his hands from her shoulders and gently fondled her. When she thought he was going to let her go, he clenched her throat tightly with his hands to cut off the oxygen she needed urgently.

“I had given you an opportunity to think about it and trade with me freely. But you dare try to prevent my child!” shouted Charles. With the exertion of his palm, Bella rolled her eyes and desperately kicked as if she were a deflating doll.

At that moment, only one thought emerged in her mind, “I don’t want to die!”

She always thought that Charles would make her life a living hell, but she didn’t expect he would have wanted to send her there.

Just when she thought she was going to die, Charles loosened his grip. As she put her hands to her neck and before she could catch her breath, she felt something enter her body, hard and fast, her eyes widened in horror.

Without any foreplay, and her body dry. She screamed in pain. However, her screams were unheard for they remained stuck in her throat. He throttled her mound with his and left only her broken sobs.

Bella thought she was dying.

That freak, that demon...

She felt as if she had been run over by a car from the inside out. The feeling of tearing and crushing spread throughout her shaking body.

She now wanted to die so she wouldn’t need to endure such humiliation and pain anymore.

Why did she owe him anything? Why did he have the final say about whether or not she should have a baby?

The severe pain in her form stimulated her unwillingness into reality.

Bella’s eyes were drowned in tears, and she cried out with a croaky voice, “You are a freak and a demon! I am not your wife! Why should I give you a baby? You are an asshole! I will never give you a baby in my lifetime!”

When he heard the last sentence, Charles’s eyes suddenly became cold and horrifying.

She hadn’t the final say about whether to give birth to a baby or not.

Charles acted increasingly more ferocious. The more the woman under him struggled, the more interest he had. She seemed to be a ripe fruit which became sweeter and more beautiful. Her resistance and struggle became the best aphrodisiac so he could not stop.

Bella woke up several times, but every time she moved, she felt the giant member of the man in her body immediately awaken.

Bella was too tired due to the excessive sex, so she quickly passed out again after waking up.

This version of sex continued until the next morning. Charles still overpoweringly made love to her, but she already lost her awareness. However, he was like an unsatisfied beast, brutally he made love to her, and he enjoyed every minute of it.

After some time, Charles finally stopped and lay next to her. He closed his eyes slightly and inexplicably raised a satisfied smile.

That was enough. Every other time Charles had restrained himself but not this time.

Bella laid on the bed like a corpse.

Her body covered with even more terrible bite marks and hickeys. If people saw them, they would have been shocked.

When seeing her marked body, Charles blinked.

She was so tired and pitiful that he felt a little tension in his heart. So, he pressed the button to call for Elsa.

Elsa had arrived quickly, the smell of sex in the room didn’t have time to dissipate. Charles wore a bathrobe and stood gracefully at the bedside as if he watched an elegant concert just now instead of violating Bella.

“Check her!” Charles glanced at Elsa. His sexy voice also sounded a bit hoarse.

When Elsa lifted the quilt that covered Bella, Elsa saw that Bella’s body was black and blue. She was about to look at Bella’s private parts, but Charles stopped her.

He squinted his blue eyes once more, and his body suddenly grew cold. He appeared to want to throw this old lady out of the room, even though she had watched him grow up.

Elsa made nothing of it and laughed, “All right! It is not a good time for me to check more of the Lord’s woman.” After seeing the scene in front of her, she shook her head and continued, “You have contained it for several decades, so Lord, you don’t need to be so impatient. Now that you have found the right one and the coming days will be long, it’s not wise to hurt her.”

Elsa took out an azure blue bottle from the drug chest and said, “This is a drug which can promote blood circulation and remove its stasis. It will be better for rehabilitation when it is rubbed sparingly on her body.” Then she took out a light blue bottle and added, “This one is used for wounds.”

Charles was surprised and asked, “Is she injured?”

Elsa pointed at the light red spots on the bed and said, “You made love to her more than once, and you were rough, so she must be injured.”

When Bella awoke, she recalled with her heavy-headed brain that Charles had brought her back to Williams Mansion.

Everything here was incomparably luxurious, but it had nothing to do with her.

She blankly stared at the ceiling with her big empty eyes, glazed and sad.

She didn’t know what things she did wrong to deserve such an encounter and retribution.

Was she horrible in her previous life? Or did she do terrible things in this life?

Knock, knock, knock!

There came a rat-a-tat-tat on the door, and a maid came in and said respectfully, “Miss Bella, the Lord invites you to go downstairs for dinner.”

Bella turned her head mechanically to see the maid and said with her head slowly shaking, “I’m not hungry.”

She didn’t want to see him at all. He was a terrible, abusive person.

She wished for an IQ of three hundred and two so that she could come up with all kinds of perfect reasons for him to free her. But what should she do? She was indeed an idiot like Charles had said and she couldn’t think of anything good.

“Lord said that if you don’t go downstairs, he will come up here to accompany you,” said the maid. Charles had long thought that she would refuse, so he left no leeway for her.

Bella gritted her teeth and held back her tears. Every time she took a step, her heart became more reluctant. Every time she moved, her legs ached, which reminded her of the kind of inhumane abuse she had suffered yesterday.

She had believed that as long as she did not decide, Charles would not violate her. And she thought that she would think of a good plan to get away before he touched her. But they were just her imagination.