The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 1207

At the end of the quiet corridor, the soft moonlight illuminated a pair of graceful figures.

“Ah, It hurts... It hurts so much…”

“Sorry, Bella... I’ll be more gentle.”

Bella leaned against the wall, her fair and delicate skin glistening with a layer of dewy radiance. Her long lashes fluttered like butterfly wings. The sight of her gently biting her red lips added to her alluring charm.

In front of her, Justin kneeled on one knee and removed her burgundy high heels. His large hand firmly held her slender ankle, while his other hand grasped her toes, massaging them with great care.

“You’re so annoying. Why did you dance so fast? I only sprained my foot because I tried to keep up with your steps. You don’t feel my pain at all.” Bella pouted, complaining in a coquettish tone.

“It’s my fault, Bella. You can hit me as much as you want when we get home to vent all your frustrations. Or... You can hit me now,” Justin said, feeling guilty and somewhat at a loss, poking his finger against his chest. “Hit me here, hard.”

Bella clenched her delicate fist, raising it high, and then lowered it gently. “I won’t hit you. Your chest muscles are like iron blocks. Hitting you would hurt me instead.”

Justin looked at her with a faint smile, knowing she couldn't bear to hurt him.

He was skilled with his hands, and although Bella had felt some pain at first, now her ankle felt less sore. Justin gazed down at her small feet, taking a small gulp as he did so.

How was his woman so beautiful? Even the skin on her feet was smooth and delicate, each toe so adorable, making him unable to let go.

“Bella, your feet are beautiful.”

“You’re such a pervert! Who stares at a girl’s feet?” Bella blushed, her toes curling in his palm. “Justin, just admit it, you’re a stinking scoundrel!”

“Okay, I admit it. Does it still hurt?”

“My personal masseur is quite skilled. I guess you made up for your previous mistakes.” Bella narrowed her beautiful eyes.

Justin helped her put on her high heels, then stood up straight. In an instant, his left arm pressed against her head, and his right hand hooked around her waist, eagerly sealing her lips in a deep kiss. He had been wanting to kiss her for so long. His whole body was burning with desire, roaring within him.