Aisy Davidの小説

"What did you say just now, Bella?" Lucienne asked with a sharp gaze."I'm sorry, Lucie. I'm just worried. Your husband and I have sex almost every night. I'm just afraid that he'll—""Shut up your big mouth and don't get cocky! My husband is faithful to me. He won't be interested in your games in bed. My sexual services are more satisfying than yours. Remember that!" Lucie raged. She stared at Bella threateningly."Remember your limits if you want to get a lot of money for your mother's medical expenses!" she concluded.Bella fell silent. She was also confused as to why she had suddenly said that to Lucie. Maybe ... it was because Bella hated Lucie's arrogant and conceited attitude. **********Two months had passed.And on the first morning since signing the contract, Bella woke up with a dull ache in her lower abdomen. As she got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, she already knew—even before seeing the bloodstain on her underwear.Menstruation.She stood frozen in front of the

The days after that first night passed like a slow fog consuming time.Bella remained in the main house—alone in the east wing—while Aaron rarely appeared except on the nights scheduled by the housekeeper, Mrs. Reeds. The schedule was neatly written on a white piece of paper quietly affixed to the small table near Bella's bedroom door.Monday, Thursday, Saturday. Time: 9:00 PM. Duration: Undetermined.Bella didn’t know who had made the schedule. But she knew that Lucienne must have known."I'm really like a baby-making machine."Every scheduled night, Aaron came to her room. Never early. Never late. He knocked once, then entered. Little was spoken. No hugs. No emotional touch. Just minimal physical interaction. And after his sexual desire was satisfied, he would return to his own room.The days in between felt like a silent pause.Bella began avoiding mirrors.She woke up, ate breakfast alone, sat in the garden alone, and read old books from the home library just to fill the void.

That day, Bella was picked up early by a private driver sent by Aaron. There was no lengthy explanation, just a short message the night before:“Nine o’clock tomorrow. Be ready.”The car took Bella to the eastern side of Austin, entering an elite neighborhood with luxurious colonial-style homes. Soon, the car stopped in front of a white mansion with an iron-railed balcony and a perfectly manicured front garden. Luxurious. Formal. And quiet.The door was opened by a woman.She stood tall, wearing a pale cream satin blouse that fit her body perfectly and sharp-cut trousers. Her blonde hair was neatly pinned up, and her maroon lips formed a thin, almost cynical smile.“Isabella Moore,” she greeted coldly. “We meet again!"Bella straightened her shoulders. She already met this woman when Aaron married her the daya before yesterday.Lucienne Lockwood. Aaron’s lawful wife. A woman from another world.“Come in. I don’t like wasting time.”Bella stepped slowly into the living room, which wa

After leaving the County Clerk building, Bella stood on the sidewalk, staring at the shiny black car that had been waiting for her at the side of the road.Aaron walked ahead. He opened the back door of the car and motioned for Bella to get in first, without saying a word. The driver sitting in front glanced through the rearview mirror, then immediately drove off as the two of them sat in the back seat. Lucie didn't go home with them. She preferred to go home in her luxury car with all its luxurious amenities.The car drove through the overcast streets of Austin. Inside, the atmosphere was silent—only the sound of the engine and traffic outside.“I’ll handle everything tonight,” Aaron finally said, his voice cold but polite."Yes, Sir."“Starting tomorrow, you’ll stay with me at the main house. For now, we’ll maintain the appearance of a legitimate couple. Only in public. Beyond that, you’re free.”Bella simply nodded.She didn’t even know what to say. Her entire life was now tied t

The Texas sky looked gray as Bella stared at the skyscrapers towering in front of her. Thihs is Lockwood Corporation—the company owned by the man rumored to be able to take down anyone with a single phone call.She took a deep breath. Her chest felt tight, her breathing heavy. "Oh my God ...!"Her palms were sweaty as she handed her ID to the receptionist. The young woman in uniform looked her up and down before giving a thin, almost mechanical smile.“Please go up. Mr. Aaron is waiting for you on the twenty-seventh floor.”Bella nodded. She walked toward the elevator, her steps hesitant. Every second felt like a hammer striking her chest. She didn’t even know why a CEO of Aaron Lockwood’s caliber had called her.After all, she was just an ordinary girl from the outskirts of Dallas, not yet graduated from college, now working odd jobs to pay for her critically ill mother’s treatment.The elevator chimed softly. The 27th floor was quiet. In the hallway, there was only one large black m