The left side of her heart was throbbing fast, there was a pain that Bella couldn't explain why it came. She shouldn't have felt this much pain, just because of Jullius' words and his treatment, which she had known and experienced since she first came here.But Bella couldn't stop it at all, her tears gathered in her eyes, couldn't be stopped any longer, and then fell without needing her to blink.Her jaw tightened, and as hard as she could, Bella held her lips open. Sobbing was a sign of weakness that she would not show. However, just from the signs that Bella was showing right now, he already knew that Bella was very sad.Her gaze conveyed deep sadness, he could hear her heavy but rapid breathing.His gaze, which was full of uncontrollable emotions, finally softened but was then empty again. There's no meaning there. He released his strong grip on her neck. His eyes stared at the red marks from his grip on Bella's neck for a long time, before finally turning around.Thud!Her legs r
Bella’s eyes widened, and her hand trembled slightly as she brought it to her chest, feeling a sudden heaviness. She stared at Damian, her expression a mix of shock and intense curiosity. ‘W-what?” Her voice wavered. Damian’s gaze softened, understanding the effect of his words. “As you know, BDSM is a sexual disorder. His sexual disorder... it’s connected to his traumatic past,” Damian explained, his tone gentle yet firm. “Please, tell me more. I want to understand,” Bella urged, her voice eager yet cautious. "Do you really want to know?" Damian asked, his gaze serious as he looked at Bella. Bella nodded firmly, her face full of deep curiosity."Yes, I want to know. Tell me," she urged, her voice determined.Damian studied Bella's expression, searching for any hint of her true feelings. "Why do you want to know?" he asked, his tone gentle but probing, curious about the emotions she harbored for his master. Top of FormDamian's question hung in the air, heavy with implications. Bel
As Julius stumbled towards Bella's room, his steps unsteady from the effects of the alcohol, the two-night staff at his mansion approached him cautiously. They had been warned by Damian about their boss's inebriated state. "Step aside!" Julius slurred, waving them off as he pushed past. The staff stayed close, ready to assist if he stumbled, but Julius managed to maintain his balance. Reaching Bella's door, Julius paused, his hand hovering over the handle. With a sudden decision, he pushed the door open and entered without knocking. It was late, but he needed to see her. Inside, Bella lay on her side, her breathing steady. The room was dimly lit, casting a soft glow over her peaceful form. Julius approached her bed quietly, his movements slow and deliberate. Gently, he sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch her shoulder. "Bella," he whispered, his voice filled with regret. Bella stirred slightly, her eyes fluttering open. She was surprised to see Julius beside her, h
Bella's eyes lingered on Jullius' firmly clinched fists, the tendons straining against his skin and the veins standing out in startling contrast. She could feel the tempest of emotions boiling within him, as well as his efforts to keep them under control."You don't have to tell me if it's too much," Bella whispered, her voice a gentle reassurance."I'm not angry, Jullius. I understand," she continued, her tone soft and understanding, conveying a depth of empathy that surprised Jullius. It was a side of Bella he had never seen before, and it gave him a newfound sense of comfort and strength.Jullius squeezed Bella's hand tightly, seeking solace in her presence. "I've tried to bury this deep inside. I don't want to remember.""Then don't," Bella suggested, her voice a soothing melody.But Jullius shook his head, determination flickering in his eyes. "I want you to know."Although Bella hadn't revealed that she already knew from Damian, she remained silent, giving Jullius the space to s
Jullius tried to open his eyes. His whole body felt incredibly sore. Jullius still couldn't remember what had happened. He was still in denial. But, the bad memories couldn't be erased, whether he liked it or not. The memories came flooding back to him, creating furrows on his forehead, fear clearly visible on his face.“No, father!” he murmured, still with his eyes closed, as if he were dreaming.“No, Mother!” His head moved from side to side quickly, a sign of his distress.“BROTHER! NO! DON'T LEAVE ME!”His eyes shot open wide, and Jullius immediately sat up. His hand jerked, causing the infusion needle stuck in his wrist to come out forcefully. It was so rough that blood began to flow from the needle mark, staining the thin sheet covering his body and seeping into the mattress beneath him.However, Jullius didn't feel the pain. He didn't care. The nightmare was what truly terrified him. His breathing was rapid, his pupils dilated in tandem with the growing fear inside him. His for
Ace Maverick completely ignored the insults from what he considered lowly people. He could still hear their words, though.“Tch.” That was his only response.He glanced at the watch on his wrist. “Damn it. I've wasted too much time here. All because of that disrespectful kid!” He blamed Jullius for running away.Jullius was the only survivor of an accident he caused. He was drunk at the time, not to mention he was receiving a service from his mistress in the car. His focus was completely lost, causing chaos and sending the car carrying Jullius and his family tumbling into a ravine.He could have run away and not taken responsibility. But unfortunately, there were CCTV cameras on every street corner recording everything. He had also gotten out of the car, along with his mistress.He was the owner of the largest company dominating European trade. His company's name was on the rise, currently at its peak. If this bad news were to reach the public, his company's reputation would be tarnis
Julius thought he would be happy after being adopted by Ace Maverick. At first, he was treated quite politely. There was no excessive treatment, but he was also not treated roughly.Julius was served well. He was also respected by the workers there. And Julius also began to bond with his little sibling. His affection for the sibling began to grow. He treated his siblings like his own.His presence healed the pain of losing his older sibling. Although only his younger sibling could heal it. Because the others couldn't. Ace Maverick himself couldn't replace his father figure. The man was so cold, he didn't care at all. The title of a child given was just a title.It has been a year since then. Julius, who was ten years old at the time, saw something he shouldn't have seen.At that time, it was midnight. Julius couldn't sleep, he often suffered from insomnia. His sleep schedule had never been the same since his family passed away. Little Julius was very curious about something he had nev
"I know my husband has the disorder," his foster mother sighed, her eyes clouded with resignation. "That's why I wasn't angry when he hired commercial sex workers to fulfill his demonic desires."From the expression on her face and the look in her eyes, it seemed to indicate that she was actually saddened by the fact. But she tried to remain strong.Ace stepped closer to Jullius. Jullius reflexively recoiled. For some reason, he was very afraid. He never expected the Maverick family to be mentally ill. Only his adoptive younger brother wasn't crazy.Ace took out a cigarette, lit it, and placed it on Jullius's lips. Jullius tried to refuse, but Ace gave him a fierce look. "Smoke it!" he commanded.The aura of dominance emanated strongly from his adoptive father. Not wanting to be argued with, Jullius reluctantly obeyed. He coughed violently after inhaling the cigarette.“COUGH! COUGH!”Jullius had never smoked before, so he choked on the smoke. It was really uncomfortable.“COUGH! COUG