Belle was stunned. "What do you want?""Even though you're only 20, you're already an adult. In ancient times, you might have had children by now. So, having desires is entirely natural. There's no need to feel embarrassed. Any normal person would have the same urges. I can help you satisfy it."Belle widened her eyes, wondering what was going on. She asked, "What do I need your help to satisfy?"Grayson answered, "Your sexual desire!""Sexual desires?" Belle wondered. She had wishes she needed to fulfill, which weren't related to lust. She longed for a quick divorce from Grayson and a return to the mountains to reunite with Lovy.She yearned to live a carefree life, reminiscent of her youth, where she wouldn't have to encounter so many people.She hoped her grandfather could reveal more about her background. She wanted to know more about her biological parents.She had a lot of wishes. However, Grayson couldn't grant any of them.Belle rolled her eyes. "Don't bring up other
Grayson emerged immediately after Belle finished speaking, leaving her to wonder if he had been waiting by the door. She couldn't help but stare at his body.Grayson had always stuck to his fitness routine. Thus, he had a model-like physique. He appeared slim when clothed, but without them, his muscular form was on full display.His sun-kissed skin added to his healthy appearance, while his well-defined chest and abdominal muscles showcased his impressive fitness level.With his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs, Grayson undeniably possessed a striking physical presence.Grayson squinted his hooded eyes at Belle. He exuded an attractive charm as he ran his fingers through his hair. Grayson proudly displayed his abs, chest, and muscular arms with a simple motion.Belle's heart raced, and her face flushed. She quickly turned around, not pausing to contemplate why Grayson was showering at this hour."Grayson, you pervert!" she screamed. Belle ran away after yelling that.
Grayson stared at Belle's flushed cheeks and smiled as he raised his hand to stroke her hair."Don't overthink it. Come on, focus."Belle's face grew redder. "I'm not overthinking!"Grayson just smiled without saying a word. He was evidently in a good mood.He gracefully took a step back, elegantly bowed, and then slowly advanced to gently pick up Belle's hand, commencing the dance.She could do nothing except to follow his lead. When he placed his hand on her waist, her body immediately jerked in response. "Hey, you …"Belle's response seemed dramatic, yet the thin fabric of her attire, which accentuated Grayson's gentle touch, felt oddly scorching.However, Grayson remained oblivious to the impact of his actions. She could only bear this peculiar sensation throughout the remainder of the dance.Unbeknownst to her, she was simply not accustomed to the sensation of being held by Grayson. Meanwhile, his enthusiasm was getting the better of him.Grayson had developed an immedi
That afternoon, Grayson decided to send Xenia home earlier. Xenia was shocked. "This is earlier than I expected."To which Grayson was annoyed. "I have plans for the night.""What plans?" she unwittingly asked.He refused to answer her question verbally and merely responded with a frown.Xenia quickly came to realize that she had overstepped her boundaries. "I'll be on my way then. See you tomorrow."Grayson offered no further response, and Belle refrained from waving goodbye.Xenia then reluctantly left the premises.After she left, Grayson turned to Belle and said, "That's all for today. Stay at home and take a break. Don't leave the house for today."Belle did not object as she had intended to take a break to begin with.After confirming Grayson had locked himself in his study, she went back to the bathroom to freshen up before heading out of the house. She paid no attention and showed no interest in his plans for the night. She also had evidently disregarded his reminder
The air was infused with various fragrances and was undoubtedly refreshing to the senses.Belle muttered to herself, "What's that smell? Flowers? And food!"She followed the enticing aroma, guided by the soft glow of dimly lit candles, leading her all the way to the dining room. Her surprise was evident when she realized someone was sitting at the dining table. "What the heck! Why didn't you turn on the lights and respond to my calls if you were home? You scared me!"Grayson was at a loss for words. He had meticulously prepared the setting and dressed up for a romantic candlelight dinner. He had anticipated that Belle would, at the very least, be moved by his thoughtful gestures. To his surprise, she arrived only to be spooked by his presence and shouted at him.He could only wonder if she could display elegance in conducting herself as an adult.Grayson held back his annoyance and approached Belle. "I didn't know that you could be so easily spooked."She pouted in response.
Belle continued, "Oh well, we should just accept whatever comes our way. Don't be so depressed about it. Life's short, so just enjoy whatever happens."Look at me. I'm okay with whatever happens. Honestly, I wouldn't have bothered you as much if it weren't for all those crazy bitches around you who are plotting against my life."We live a peaceful life for two years and then leave each other alone. Ain't that nice?"Belle was being honest with her words. Even though she didn't think Grayson was a horrible man, she never really liked him in the first place. As for the issue concerning June and Ingrid, Belle even thought that Grayson was gentle and kind to them. Belle added, "It's just that your temper sucks!" After everything she had said, Grayson fixated on one specific part. "Life's short, so just enjoy whatever happens."Tristan had mentioned the exact words two days ago.He felt that Belle was hinting something at him. As a result, his mood swiftly rebounded to its initia
Belle recognized the bottle. She might not have been knowledgeable about wines, but she remembered Meredith mentioning that the bottle was the equivalent of a villa.More importantly, it was uniquely rare. Money alone could not guarantee its purchase. She began to wonder what the occasion was for him to enjoy such prestigious wine. She guessed it might be his birthday. So, Belle curiously asked, "Is it your birthday today?"Grayson resumed cutting his steak. "No, it's not.""Then why did you … What's the big deal with today, exactly?"He then gazed at her longingly. "To celebrate a new life!""A new life? What the hell?"He maintained his affectionate gaze. "You'll understand later tonight."Grayson placed the steak he had cut before her as he murmured, "You should eat more."Belle's gaze drifted over his hands. She imagined that his long, beautiful hands likely played a part in his piano abilities. She finally snapped out of her thoughts when he withdrew his hand.She wonde
Belle wasn't happy at all! She asked unhappily, "What's with the petals in the room?""I put them there," Grayson answered. "I know! I'm asking you, why would you put so many petals in the bedroom out of nowhere?""You don't like it?"Belle was exasperated. "I'm asking you a question, Grayson! Can't you answer me properly?""I'm asking you a question, too," Grayson spoke indifferently. He even leaned in close to Belle, his intentions obvious.Belle thought of something, but she didn't think it was possible. Grayson kept making it known that he didn't like her. So, he wouldn't have had any intentions toward her.But the scene in front of her caused her to doubt.While Belle was deep in thought, she subconsciously stepped backward. As she backed away, she frowned and looked at Grayson.She said, "You've been acting weird today. You'd better tell me what's happening, or I might misunderstand you. I might lose control of my hands and beat you up!"Grayson wasn't intimidated by h