A Boy With Love

Author: Xian De Wu Liao De Xian Nü

1

"Belle." An iron chain was being dragged across the floor with a crisp sound. "Where are you?"

"Get ready. I'm coming for you." A young man's voice sounded three times.

Barefoot, Belle Murphy curled up under a bed and her teeth chattered with trepidation.

She held her breath, paying attention to the surrounding sound. Hide-and-seek like this had taken place many times. But she was still scared to the core every time it happened.

"I got you!" The sheet was suddenly yanked, and the man's face came into her view.

Her brain turned blank instantly, and her legs began going numb.

Having recovered from her fear, she attempted to distance herself from him. He grabbed her foot, rendering her immobile.

"Louis, please..." Belle pleaded in a trembling voice.

When Louis Reed noted that tears were built up in her eyes, there was a fleeting fierce look in his eyes. He drew a smile and coaxed, "Come on, Belle, get out. The floor is cold."

After that, he got her out. He picked her up, carried her into the bathroom and showered her.

During this entire process, his face was devoid of any emotion. He focused on his work silently. No matter how Belle begged or what she explained, he didn't let her go as if he didn't hear her.

He carried her out and placed her on the bed, jumping her bones. Time ticked away slowly. Suddenly, she cried, "You got it all wrong. You're the only one I love."

It wasn't until he heard this that he stopped having sex with her. He held her in his arms, and rubbed her waist gently.

Every time she made him mad, making the love confession worked wonders. Although she hated to lie, she had no other choice.

"Does it hurt?" he asked. Staring at the red mark on her wrist, he rubbed it gently with a worried look on his face.

"No, it doesn't hurt." Belle refrained from pulling her hand away, letting him blow on the red mark as if he could help her with the pain in this way.

At first, she had been freaked out, and now she had resigned herself to her fate, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.

She sank into deep thought. She had just accepted boba from another man, and Louis treated her like this.

He put her in chains, and then untied her with a trace of guilt on his face.

He was possessive and capricious.

She felt that if she continued to go against him, he would wear her out and make her faint.

Hence, she decided to give in for the time being.

She gritted her teeth and silently counted the days. "I got to get through the rest of the days," she resolved inwardly.

2

When Belle woke up the next day, it was already afternoon.

She was tired, painful, and hungry.

She was awakened by the man.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she found him squatting beside the bed feeding oatmeal to her.

He was actually very tall. It was quite uncomfortable for him to be squatting by the bed like this.

"You're up, Belle," Louis said with a bright smile as he saw her open her eyes.

Belle had to admit that he was cute when he smiled.

His eyelashes were thick enough to make girls envious. When he drew a smile, he would have dimples and his protruding canine teeth could be seen.

His smile made him look simple and pure.

No one would think that a young man with such a smile was dangerous.

Belle felt bitter.

"Who would connect him to that devil last night?