Chapter 8 Use Her As a Pillow
Bella's face went ghostly white again. Her hands were clenched tight, but she couldn't spit out a single word to fight back.
When Bella got back to the Windsor Villa, Zoey was all smiles and brought out a cake. "Ms. Grey, Mr. Windsor had this made just for you. Happy birthday."
Seeing Zoey's warm and friendly face, Bella managed a faint smile despite her pale complexion.
She muttered a thank you and headed back to her tiny storage room.
Inside, she found a new set of clothes—a gorgeous long dress. Sterling must've had Zoey set it up for her.
Staring at the dress, Bella's face went even paler. She knew what was coming tonight.
That evening, everyone in the villa gathered for a fancy dinner, supposedly to celebrate Bella's birthday. Even Sterling had a few drinks.
After dinner, Bella dashed to the bathroom and slowly washed up. Tears mixed with the water streaming down her face. She froze when she saw bright red marks on the floor.
As night fell, the villa got quiet again. Bella slipped into the beautiful dress and made her way to Sterling's room.
She took a deep breath and knocked lightly twice.
Suddenly, the door swung open, and a hand yanked her inside.
Bella's heart pounded as she felt a hot body press against her. Then, a mouth reeking of booze crashed onto her lips.
Her mind went blank the moment their lips met.
Bella instinctively tried to push Sterling away, but she was too weak. Instead, he held her even tighter.
"Please, wait. I'm not feeling well today," Bella finally managed to break free and say.
In the next second, Sterling scooped her up and tossed her onto the bed.
Her soft body sank into the bouncy mattress before springing back up, causing her dress to ride up and reveal her underwear, with a noticeable bulge in the crotch area.
Seeing Sterling's eyes locked on her underwear, Bella's face flushed with embarrassment, and she quickly pulled her dress down.
"I'm on my period today," she said, sitting on the edge of the bed with her head down.
Suddenly, she felt the light dim as Sterling's tall figure loomed over her.
He picked her up again and threw her back onto the bed.
"Seriously, not today," Bella struggled desperately, but Sterling held her tight.
Finally, Sterling spoke. "Don't move. Tonight, I just want to hold you like a pillow." His cold voice reached her ears, and her body gradually relaxed.
Bella spent the night in a state of anxiety, but eventually, she couldn't stay awake any longer and drifted off to sleep.
When the alarm clock woke her the next morning, Bella quickly checked her clothes. Her dress was still intact.
Just as Sterling had said, he only held her and did nothing else.
Bella finally breathed a sigh of relief, but she was puzzled to find Sterling wasn't beside her. It seemed he had already gotten up.
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