The Person Herbert Loved Most

Bella's POV: I had a lot of work to do recently. I couldn't ask for leave, so I was going to work in the company in the afternoon. I took a look at my room. The sheets were very messy, and my torn clothes were lying on the floor. The air was still filled with the smell of Herbert. At this time, Herbert had left. I lifted the quilt and was about to sit up on the bed. I felt sore in every part of my body, especially in my lower body. All of this showed how much strength he had exerted last night. I walked to the mirror in the bathroom. I saw his kiss marks all over my neck and chest. "Bastard!" I couldn't help but curse. I didn't like to be forced, but my physiological desire had been relieved because of Herbert. This kind of feeling was very contradictory. My reason told me that it was wrong for Herbert to do this last night. I should feel disgusted by it. But I couldn't help but think of what happened last night, and my body became hot. Now, I needed to take a shower to calm myself dow