Forbidden Fruit

The next day Belle rolled around the bed in pain. She could feel the extreme pain in her private spot.

"Fuck you, Alaric Walker." Belle cursed in a loud voice. Thankfully, she took three days off from shooting, otherwise, she did not know what would happen to her. 

"Why are you cursing me? You were begging me for more and more." Alaric entered the room with breakfast in his hand.

"Pervert, shameless!" Belle threw the pillow on Alaric, but he easily dodged it while laughing. The king of hell seems to be in a good mood after tasting the forbidden fruit. 

"Only for you, wifey." Alaric placed the tray on the bed. He then wrapped the quilt around Belle's body and held her in his arms.

"I have personally made this breakfast for you." Alaric cut the bacon and placed it in Belle's mouth.

"How is it?" Alaric asked in anticipation.

"Better." Belle chewed the piece of Bacon with her eyes closed.

"Should we go for another round?"