novelcrest Chapter 112 Bella on the verge of melting
Chapter 112 Bella on the verge of melting
Chapter 112 Bella on the verge of melting
He wanted to see Sean's tearful expression, anticipating that moment of satisfaction would prove his victory. However, the result greatly disappointed him.
Sean maintained his calm and composed smile, as if everything was within his expectations.
That nauseating smile remained completely expressionless, like a stagnant pool of water, utterly calm.
Sean, of course, wouldn't experience any emotional fluctuations. Imagine if a clown whose tragic ending you already know was jumping around wildly in front of you; it would be incredibly difficult not to laugh. Watching his insane performance, you might even feel genuine pity for him.
During this process, a commotion in the distance caught Sean's attention.
It turned out that Arthur and Lucius had gotten into a fight.
Seeing this, Sean forgot about Lockhart's disgust and quickly squeezed out of the crowd to "mediate the fight."
"Stop fighting! Please stop fighting!"
"Beat him up, Dad!"
Two voices rose and fell around the two people.
As Sean squeezed into the crowd, Hagrid had already pulled the two apart.
Sean noticed that Arthur's lip was cut, and Lucius had been hit in the eye by "The Complete Book of Poisonous Mushrooms."
He was still clutching Ginny's Transfiguration textbook in his hand.
Lucius shoved Ginny's textbook back into her cauldron, then broke free from Hagrid's grasp, waved to Draco, and dashed out of the shop.
While Hagrid and the Weasleys were gathered around Arthur, checking on his injuries with concern, Sean took the opportunity to quietly walk over to Ginny's crucible and gently pick up her Transfiguration textbook.
His conjecture was confirmed.
Inside the textbook, Lucius cleverly hid a black diary.
Sean discreetly hid the diary in his robe, then calmly placed Ginny's textbook back into the pile, all without anyone noticing.
Everything is under control, perfect.
After getting his hands on the diary, Sean made up an excuse to say goodbye to the Weasleys and then hurriedly left under Hermione's watchful eye.
He couldn't wait to go home and develop the features of the diary.
My week-long stay at the Weasleys' house was definitely worthwhile.
Today, he finally achieved a satisfactory result.
"Hmm...hmm..."
"Uh-huh..
When Sean returned to his home on Privet Road, he heard a strange noise coming from inside.
Sean tiptoed to the bedroom door and peered through the slightly ajar door. He saw Bella lying on the bed, one hand inside her nightgown, stroking her body.
"Owner.."
It would take time. Sean initially thought Bella had discovered his return, but as he looked at Bella more closely...
She was murmuring unconsciously because of the heat surging through her body.
Sean only had to blink of an eye.
He didn't even see Bella's movements clearly—he only saw the silk nightgown he had recently bought for Bella fall to the ground, revealing the black lace lingerie Bella was wearing.
Large swathes of snow-white skin were faintly visible against the backdrop of black lace trim.
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After the battle, Bella collapsed weakly onto Sean, her limbs aching and powerless.
She clung to his strong body like a puddle of water. Her long hair, soaked with sweat, clung messily to her forehead and cheeks. Her high, firm breasts rose and fell with her breath.
She was extremely tired.
But she still couldn't bear to leave Sean's warm embrace. She craved the firmness and warmth of his chest, craved the strength of his arms in her arms.
This separation was the longest one Bella had experienced all year.
She never expected that after just one week away from her owner, she would feel an intense itching all over her body, as if a million ants were crawling on her.
Only at this moment did Bella realize that she was completely inseparable from her master.
Whether it is her soul or her body, every single moment belongs to her master; they exist entirely for her master's sake.
Besides that, Bella couldn't think of any other use for them.
So when she felt her master's broad hands roaming over her body, she was overjoyed, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
The familiar touch and the hot breath alone were enough to melt her.
Her mind went blank.
She just wanted to enjoy happiness with her master.
But even though she was very happy during this process, she always felt that something was missing.
Thinking of this, Bella's cheeks flushed crimson. Was it the whip? Or...?