Chapter 104 – Was She Submissive?

Bella thought for a few seconds, “What do you want?”

“No, not this one.”

Bella tried to recall what she had said, “I have finished, please go.”

Charles shook his head again, “No.”

She realized what he wanted her to say. She shook her head and looked away, “I won’t say it.”

“Why?”

“Certain things, I can only say them once. And…” Bella looked at him, with sadness in her eyes, “Even if I repeated it, what is your response to me?”

Charles’s body was stiff, but his voice sounded soft, “Bella, I have told you before, you must be submissive.”

Bella’s heart squeezed violently, and her eyes flooded with tears. She could only keep her eyes wide enough so that the tears would not fall down. She said every word clearly and strenuously, although her throat was choked by something and her voice whimpered. “I am submissive, but I won’t say it. And you just forced me to say it. You were forcing me.”

Charles frowned, “To be submissive means to obey, I asked you to repeat what you said. I want to hear it again.”

The tears pooled in her eyes; she didn’t dare to move her head and looked at him so helplessly. “Why? You already know, isn’t it enough? You are entertaining my modest love to you. You think that I have an impossible dream and I have hallucinated your love, aren’t you? I have nothing now, please just give me a little dignity, just a little.”

Charles shook his head, “No. Because…” He slowed his voice, looked at her, “you have no dignity before me. So, just say those words. Or, maybe, when you say it, I can give you the dignity you desire.”

Could It be dignity, when it was gained by trade?

Bella shook her head, she hardly controlled her tears now, and her eyes were sore. “I, I am so tired, look, my eyes are watering. I want to sleep now. Please, could you go?”

Her eyes blinked, and her tears ran down and soaked into her hair.

Charles lowered his head toward her suddenly and kissed one of her eyes. “Say it, and I will leave.”

Bella sighed and remained quiet.

It was quite strange, you could claim easily to your best friends that you love them, but the confession of love is so difficult to speak when you are really falling in love with someone.

Charles did not urge her, he looked at the top of her face. His slender fingers brushed her hair off her forehead in a very gentle manner, as if he actually liked her.

Bella looked at his handsome face, which magnified in front of her eyes, and her eyelashes twitched. Her eyes were crystal clear. Charles was amazed by her eyes; he was puzzled at how they could be so pure and clean.

“Charles,” Bella spoke his name, although he had said that she was not allowed to call his name. To say his name could be regarded as her not listening, however, she wanted to give herself a chance. He had trapped her there.

Charles just gave her a snort, did not abuse her like he did before.

He might like her, she thought.

Bella’s eyes danced, looked at him carefully and asked, “Do you love me?”

Charles did not answer, Bella, changed her question and asked tentatively, “So, then do you care for me, a little bit?”

She gestured with her thumb slightly away from the fingertip of her index finger, and asked, “Like this, a little bit.”

Charles looked at her and nodded with a slight hesitation. “Yes.”

Bella was happy, a smile spread on her face. Then she began to tempt him like the way he did to her, “So do you love me a little bit?”

Charles suddenly was silent, gazed at her and frowned, “Bella, I am asking you to repeat the words. Hurry up, repeat it.”

He had avoided giving her an answer, but it was quite clearly expressed.

He did not love her. For him, she was just a surrogate mother only.

She stared at him, her eyes looked tired, and her voice became weak, “What if I say I love you, how about you? What if I repeat it again and again, would anything change? You have a fiancée, you have your loved one, you have Katherine…”

If he did not love someone else, she could have hope there. But now, Katherine was in town. Bella could imagine how intimately they would be soon. What an irony was for her love!

“You cannot compare to Katherine,” Charles said as his body fell into her, covering her completely.

Actually, he had never been able to resist her, he had desired her from the moment he touched her. He was waiting until she confessed her love so that he could make love to her reasonably.

Not giving her time to react, Charles pulled the straps of her dress down to her shoulder.

Bella grabbed his wrists and stopped him, “You said you would leave once I repeated what I said.”

“I regretted my decision.”

“How could you?”

“What?” Charles looked at her with a deep simile on his lips. “You said, this kind of thing could only be done between the couple who love each other. Now you love me so we can do it now.” He kissed her lips, “Bella, I respect you, so I make love to you when you love me.”

It was true that she had said that at the time he kidnapped her and tried to force her to be pregnant.

So, this was the reason he compelled her to confess her love so that he could make love to her.

She was such a joke to him!

Bella protested, “I said, the couple love each other, which means that I would love you and you would love me too. But you don’t love me. Charles, you don’t love me. You love Katherine, and she loves you, this is what “love each other” means. We do not, right?”

Bella was deeply distressed as she said this.

The man, who had sex with her, explicitly told her that he loved someone else, but simply penetrated her. She felt despaired and disgusted.

“So?” Charles‘s voice squeezed between their kissing lips, ambiguously but cold, “You want my love too?”

Bella was stunned and weakened suddenly, “I just, hope you can give me a response.”

“You must keep in mind that I want you to be submissive.”

So, it meant that she was not submissive when she asked for his response.

She was silent. Charles’s breath became heavier, her seductive red lips were between his teeth, and he sucked her lower lip and bit it as if punishing her.

“You are the wife and the duty to the husband is to make me content and to give birth to my child.” His ambiguous voice told her the truth but also seemed like he tried to convince himself as well.