Chapter 80 What Do You Take Me For?


    "No. I don''t want to," Belle was shocked by his words and she shook her head in panic. She had no


    choice but to unbutton her shirt with her trembling hands. However, the buttons seemed to be against


    her and she could not unbutton them. Suddenly, she admired her courage for being able to offer her


    body to himst time.


    "Are you testing my patience? Calvin looked at her indifferently. Although he was itching to ravage her,


    he forced himself to hold it in. There was a coy smile on his face with his eyes scanning her body. He


    admired her nervous little woman''s appearance."


    The process could not be rushed. it could bepared to winemaking. It''s like a fine wine that grew


    more aromatic and intoxicating the longer it was kept. Calvin enjoyed the process very much.


    What a lecherous man!


    Belle really wanted to turn around and p him. This d*mn guy!


    The clothes she was wearing were the conservatives ones that Calvin bought for her. The buttons were


    in rows, so tiny and so numerous that it took Belle a long time to undo two of them.


    However, when the two buttons were undone, her breasts were exposed. He was tempted at the sight


    of her fair skin. Calvin could no longer hold back his excitement. There was a surge of lust pulsing


    through his veins; a fire was raging in his body, and he had butterflies in the stomach.


    He ripped off her shirt and pinned her down.


    ............


    Belle''s brain was already fuzzy, unable to distinguish whether she was in a dream or in reality. Perhaps


    that was good. She was able to forget about the pain. When she felt the pain in her lower body, she


    opened her eyes, and tears slipped down quietly from her eyes. This was the third time, and she still


    felt the pain. In fact, the pain in her heart was far greater than the physical pain.


    This time, Calvin was slightly different from the previous two times. He was just as crazy, but he was


    much more gentle. He took care of her emotions, especially when he saw her tears; he knew that she


    was in pain. Then, his actions would be much gentler, and he would even caress her consciously to


    ease her difort.


    Belle could feel his gentleness, but she was still upset. The pain in her heart was like a scar, being


    peeled off little by little as if someone was rubbing salt into the wound.


    The shower took nTristany three hours. Calvin was like a trapped beast. He didn''t care whether she


    was exhausted or not; he just wanted to ravage her. He didn''t stop until she begged him, saying that


    there was nothing left in her tank.


    She couldn''t remember how she walked out of the bathroom. It seemed that Calvin was the one who


    carried her out. Her whole body was so limp and her legs were so sore that she couldn''t even stand up.


    On therge-sized soft bed, Belle was curled up in the brocade bed. Calvin''s hands were wrapped


    around her with his body spooning hers. Although she could feel that his body temperature was still


    high, it felt very warm.


    Belle was like a doll in his arms. She didn''t dare to move. The entire room was very quiet. She held her


    breath and didn''t even dare to breathe loudly. She was worried that even if she made a slight


    movement, she would awake the beast again.


    One could never judge a book by its cover. He was a tyrannical beast with endless energy inside with a


    gentle appearance on the surface. From her injuries on her wedding night, to her offering her body to


    him, and then to sleep with him today, she had never been better. He was more and more energetic.


    However, she was already used to it, so she could take it very hard!


    Calviny content and rxed. His hands were roaming over her smooth skin, and the contact made


    his lust surged once again. He was surprised by his madness and endless desire for her. No one could


    bring him such hearty pleasure except for the woman in his arms.


    He thought that he was not fond of women''s figures. However, as long as he was faced with this


    woman''s body, he would have inexhaustible enthusiasm, as if every cell in his body had been


    activated. The passion was high and uncontroble. Only when she was under his body could his


    needs be alleviated.


    Belle was exhausted and her body was aching. She felt that his body temperature was rising again, so


    she deliberately moved away.


    "Don''t move," Calvin said softly. His voice was especially gentle. Belle was in a trance. Wasn''t this


    exactly what she had been looking forward to for so many years? On the wedding night, she woke up


    from her sleep, hoping that he would hug her andfort her like this. However, at that time, he was


    distant. Now her wish hade true, but why did she feel sad and heartbroken?


    Are you not leaving? She urged in a low voice.


    Where am I going? He blurted out in surprise.


    "Back home to Lexie," Belle said coldly, "Didn''t you call me a sl*t? Why are you stilling to me? You


    should have gone to your Lexie instead. She is pure. You should have stayed with her, not with me.


    Calvin was stunned. He didn''t expect Belle to say such a thing at this moment. He suddenly felt


    annoyed and said grumpily, "D*mn you woman! Can''t you be romantic?


    But I''m telling the truth. You''re not young anymore. Are you still dreaming? Belle sneered.


    D*mn you woman. Why do you have to keep going on and on about it?


    Calvin sat up, and the pleasurable feeling that rose from his body was dissipated by her words. He was


    very annoyed and said angrily, "You''re just provoking me so that I would let you go. Let me tell you this,


    no way!" At this point, a lustful look appeared on his face again. He stroked her smooth skin with his


    hand and said without thinking, "All I am interested in right now is your body. Even if you are a sl*t, it


    will not hinder my sexual interest. Every sexual affair is like this. Come to think of it, you seem to suit


    the role of a mistress really well.


    At this point, he even smiled proudly.


    "Scoundrel," Belle shuddered with anger and cursed through gritted teeth, no longer feeling the


    slightest bit of affection for him.


    Her face was filled with pain and sadness. Calvin suddenly felt that a part of his body was missing and


    his heart was torn apart. He turned over and pinned her down. He held her delicate chin with his hand


    and said viciously, "Woman, why do you have to dampen my spirits?


    "Get out of my way," Belle punched him hard, her eyes full of tears. She said angrily, "B*stard, one day


    you will get your retribution.


    Her words were full of hatred, and her eyes darkened, which made Calvin tremble with fear. However,


    the sensation brought by the woman''s struggle made the adrenaline surge in his body continue to


    thrum within him.


    What a joke. As the Young Master of the Harvey family, why would he still care about a woman''s


    retribution? He was confident enough that he could keep an eye on her for the rest of his life and make


    her inseparable from him. Even as his mistress, as long as he did not get tired of her and needed her,


    she would never be able to escape nor could she do anything to him.


    She would always have to weep and plead beneath him.


    He reached out and grabbed her hand and put it on top of her head, bending over to kiss her......


    He hit her hard. He spent an enjoyable time with her over the night and had his ways with her


    repeatedly. Only until he had reached his limit and felt exhausted did he hold her and fell asleep


    contentedly.


    Belle woke up and then fell back asleep again. When she opened her eyes, she felt that her entire


    body was sore. The bright autumn sun was shining through the window. The warm sunshine shone on


    the bedsheet, and the warmth and passion ofst night had subsided in the air.


    She sat up and looked around to see that Calvin had already left.


    After sitting there for a while, she dragged her sore body out of bed. Her mind was full of images from


    water and dipped herself in it. She kept on trying to remove the marks left by him. Her whole body was


    covered with hickeys and bruises, which were very conspicuous.


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    "Calvin, what do you take me for? Am I just your toy? Just because you managed to snag me at a good


    price and you''re not happy. It does not mean you can do whatever you like."


    She thought bitterly of why she had fallen in love with such a demon before.


    "Calvin, one day, I will make you pay. I''ll pay you back for all the humiliation and pain you''ve inflicted on


    me."


    Everything, all the humiliation she had suffered, was caused by the car ident. If it weren''t for that car


    ident, she would probably still be abroad. She would probably have gotten over Calvin, or would


    probably have learned to ept Rhys. However, because of that car ident, everything had


    changed. Her father had died and her mother was suffering.


    She secretly made up her mind. Since things hade to this, she must get to the bottom of


    everything. She must n her revenge ordingly and she must pay back what others had done to


    her. She was innocent and never owed anyone anything.


    She was pure and had never lost her virginity prior to their marriage, but she was still regarded as


    unchaste by Calvin. Why was it like that?


    All she could think of was Calvin''s disgusted look. Even if it was just for a fight, she had to figure out


    everything.


    Anger gradually welled up in her chest. She could tolerate being trampled on countless times, but she


    was not willing to give up her pitiful self-respect and dignity. Otherwise, it would be the same as dying.


    She desperately scrubbed her body thoroughly, just to remove all the marks that Calvin had left on her


    to humiliate her.


    She was a woman of self-esteem, a woman of integrity. She was equally disgusted by men who


    despised her, even if she once loved him dearly. She would not have a good impression of him


    anymore.


    After scrubbing her body for a long while, she felt as if her skin had been scrubbed off, and there were


    traces of red marks on her delicate skin.


    She didn''t know how long she sat in the water before she finally came out of the bathroom and walked


    to the bed in a daze. She felt her legs were sore and there was a sharp pain. She guessed it must be


    because she had scrubbed too hard just now.


    She was tired and weak and just wanted to sleep. She lifted the quilt and crawled onto the bed. Soon,


    she fell asleep again.