The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1205

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? | only sprained my foot because | 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. "| 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, | admit it. Does it still hurt?"

"My personal masseur is quite skilled. | 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.

Bella's eyelashes fluttered shyly, but she wrapped her arms around his neck, responding to his affection and passion without reservation.

Their tongues intertwined, their lips melding together. Every time they kissed, they wished they could devour each other, yet it never felt like enough.

Bella gasped for breath as she parted from Justin, but he once again held her jaw. His moist lips chased after hers, clearly not ready to stop.

"Mm... How about we don't make it official tonight?" Justin suddenly paused, obviously feeling a bit nervous. "Bella, what's wrong?"

"Don't overthink it. | just feel like we don't need to be so high-profile about our relationship during tonight's event," Bella said, pressing her lips together. Then she carefully adjusted his bow tie.

"Just now, when Wilson Jr. made a move on me, Wyatt intervened, announcing the news of my engagement. That was already quite embarrassing for the Reeds, and it stole the limelight. | know he was secretly looking at you at that moment. Everyone knows that no one but you can be my fiancé."

Justin's heart raced even more intensely at her words.

"So you don't need to rush things. Besides, everyone knows you belong to me. As long as | understand you, as long as our hearts are connected, that's enough," Bella said, tiptoeing to lightly peck his lips. "I don't care about what you Say. | only care about what you do. Let's just focus on ourselves. | don't care about those superficial matters."

Justin's voice was thick with emotion. "Bella, what are you scheming?" “Nothing.”

“Are you afraid that if | make it public, it will anger Wilson and his son and affect the cooperation between your father and Journey Ventures?”

Justin used to find her unpredictable, but now he understood her quite well. Bella had her eyes on the money, and her mind was filled with business ideas.

Bella's almond eyes flashed with a dark light. "If there are profits to be made, who wouldn't want to make some money? The hotel at the racetrack is our first domestic attempt, and it's a hugely profitable project. If KS Group secures this major project, it will lay a solid foundation for our expansion into Savrow. By then, KS Group will be able to swallow up Iverson Group's market share in Savrow, putting pressure on them to weaken gradually and lose their ability to counterattack."

She clenched her teeth while calculating. "In the future, it won't just be the Iverson Group sharing the limelight with your Salvador family in Savrow. I'm confident that given time, | will crush the entire Iverson Group right under my feet."