The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 898 - 877: Pain Sooner or Pain Later, It’s All the Same

Chapter 898: Chapter 877: Pain Sooner or Pain Later, It’s All the Same

Really?

Bella Gordon trusted his words without doubt, but what she needed to consider now was the matter of pain!

Just how painful could it be?

It shouldn’t be that painful, right?

"Let’s do it, let’s do it. It’s gonna hurt anyway, sooner or later—it’s all the same!" A jab if you stick your head out, and a jab if you pull it back in, "Brother Roy, come on!"

After speaking, she shut her eyes tightly, and her posture was indeed...

"With you putting on a face like you’re braced for death, you make me feel like a rapist. How am I supposed to proceed?" Roy Thompson narrowed his alluring eyes as he looked at the woman’s tensely closed eyes and face, struggling to contain the urge to burst out laughing.

But in the end, he didn’t laugh. Instead, he rolled off of her, not continuing but just pulling her into his embrace, and even with her eyes shut, Bella could feel the lights in the room being turned off by the man.

Uh?

Was Brother Roy showing a lack of interest to her initiative in suggesting they "roll in the bedsheet"?

Bella’s eyes snapped open, and upon doing so, beneath the bright moonlight, she saw the man propped up on one arm, motionless, watching her. The bright moonlight poured through the vast floor-to-ceiling windows onto the man’s face, casting a dazzling silhouette, and Bella’s heart uncontrollably began racing.

"Um... Brother Roy, why did you stop?"

Weren’t they supposed to roll together?

"Forget it, with you looking as if you’re about to be assaulted by me, if I could still bring myself to do it, that would really make me a beast," he said as he gently lowered his head to plant a soft kiss on her brow, "Let’s not rush. We’ll save it for the wedding night."

He was just teasing her before. In front of Michael Gordon and Ivy Aretha, he had promised not to rush things until their wedding night. He couldn’t allow a momentary lack of control to mess things up. Bella was so young; he didn’t want her to become a mother just yet. And as for contraception, if it can be avoided, it should be; it’s not good for the body!

"Ah, didn’t you say you were uncomfortable?"

"Yeah, I’m uncomfortable, so you can touch him!"

Listening to the young girl’s words, Roy laughed even more heartily, clearly realizing that the girl took Uncle Lucas’s ridiculous nonsense seriously.

"Touch him?" When Bella heard this, she obviously didn’t catch on immediately, "Where does it hurt? Let me have a look!"

"You really want to touch?"

Upon hearing this, Roy still seriously confirmed with her, "Or just have a look?"

"How can I touch without looking? If it’s uncomfortable, of course, I need to take a look. Brother Roy, where exactly does it hurt?"

At the sound of that, Bella suddenly sprang up from his embrace, instinctively reaching to unbutton his shirt and check his chest. However, before her hand could touch his shirt, it was firmly grasped by the man. His deep voice, clearly strained and raspy, "Baby, you’re touching the wrong place!"

Roy really felt this young girl was sent by God to deal with him, having teased him since she was young and keeping him close by. Now that he had her in his arms, she continued to torment him.

Uh?

"Then where does it hurt? You should say it; otherwise, next time Uncle Lucas sees me, he’ll taunt me again for being an unfit fiancée!"

"Well... I..." Confronted with her pure gaze, he found his somewhat indecent thoughts difficult to voice, and in the end, he could only point low down at his groin with his finger, "Here, here it hurts, it’s very painful, and very hard. It’s an unspeakable discomfort!"

Very painful?

Very hard?

And that unspeakable distress, at that particular spot?

Was he sure he wasn’t just teasing her?

"Roy Thompson, you hooligan!"

Roy Thompson: "..."

"I’m just saying I feel uncomfortable here and you’re calling me hooligan right away, but earlier you were the one suggesting we roll in the bed sheets? What’s that supposed to be? A hooligan’s father?"

Bella Gordon: "..."

Does a hooligan even have a father?

An old hooligan?

Ah!!!

"How could that be? Brother Roy is so young, how could he be an old hooligan!" After saying this, Bella Gordon realized that it was she who had taken the initiative to talk about rolling in the bed sheets earlier, and now she’s also calling someone else a hooligan; it seemed she really had done something wrong.

"Cough cough, Brother Roy, I’m not saying you’re old, I’m just saying you’re hooligan!"

Roy Thompson: "..."

Why bother explaining?

"Well, if being honest with your questions also makes me a hooligan, then I suppose I am one!"

Having said this, without waiting for her reply, he directly captured the young girl’s hand and placed it on the throbbing part of his lower body. The scorching heat instantly swept through the woman’s palm, the temperature and touch directly stimulating Bella Gordon so much that she was completely stunned, subconsciously thinking of what she’d learned in sex education class about the male organ.

Her instinct was to pull her hand back, but the strength of the man’s grip was too great, she simply couldn’t pull it away: "Brother Roy!"

With her usual coquettish dependence, the voice that always made Roy Thompson surrender, this time he had no plans to yield: "Bianca, we’re already engaged, you should start getting used to these things. We might not have to roll in the sheets, but you must become familiar with my body!"

Roy Thompson’s husky, dominant voice carried an indescribable assertiveness. This was the first time Bella Gordon had heard Brother Roy use the word ’must’, such a dominant and wild tone. Never had anyone dared to speak to Miss Gordon in this manner, but oddly enough, apart from feeling embarrassed, she really couldn’t muster any anger — could this be what they call liking someone?

"But..."

"No buts!" The fact that the young girl didn’t blow up meant she wasn’t unable to accept it, just unaccustomed, "Sooner or later you’ll have to get used to it, better sooner than later!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Roy Thompson took the woman’s hand, pulled down the zipper, and then the scene below...

Even without turning on the light, it scared Bella Gordon so much that her eyes, wide open, simply froze. How could it be so big down there!

Ah ah ah ah ah ah!

"How could it be so big?"

Huh?

There are people who complain it’s too big?

Roy Thompson just found it odd, aren’t there only complaints about it being too small?

"Well, you’re not used to it now. Give it a few more years and you’ll be hoping for even bigger!"

Bella Gordon: "..."

In a few years, would she become so perverted?

The answer was very definite, absolutely impossible!

That night, their so-called engagement banquet turned out to be Bella Gordon getting intimately familiar with Brother Roy’s body from top to bottom, and then helping him with his so-called discomfort problem. By the time she opened her eyes, it was already the next day!

After the engagement banquet, Roy Thompson went abroad for advanced studies, while Bella Gordon started attending the university she had been admitted to. However, only close friends and family were aware of their engagement; the school and other classmates naturally did not know.

So during her four years of university, Bella Gordon was relentlessly pursued by men; university guys were already close to being men, without the pressure of the college entrance exam and with dating being completely sanctioned, so for four years their pursuit was fervent!

Of course, the most persistent suitor over those four years was Morgan Sanders, who had followed her from high school all the way to university!