I Don't Love You

Bella's POV: In a night two days later, I was about to lie in bed and listen to music, ready to sleep. There was a knock on the door. It must be Joey. Joey agreed to come to my house an hour ago. At this time, except for Joey, no one else would knock on my house. I was very sure of this. I didn't think too much and went straight to open the door. But unexpectedly, the person who came in was not Joey, but Herbert. When I saw his face clearly, I immediately pushed him out of the door. But it was too late. His strength was much stronger. Emma it! I was wearing pajamas and no underwear. I put my arms around my chest. The terrible memory hit my brain again. I immediately became nervous. What did he want to do by suddenly coming to me tonight? At this time, I made up my mind that if he forced me again, I would try my best to resist. I admitted that I had a wonderful feeling from his touch. He could meet my physiological needs. Even so, I still didn't like being forced. And I had nothing to d