While Bella hesitated momentarily, Everitt pushed her body back onto the desk. This time facing the ceiling. Then he grabbed both her ankles and unhesitatingly lifted them up. With a small scream, her legs were spread wide open in a V-shape.

“Ack, let go of this!”

Her resistance was still futile. Rather, due to her clumsy movements, the cloth of her drawers that had been covering her private parts shifted aside, exposing what was inside.

Between her legs was a complete mess. From the slightly gaping narrow hole, stretched from their recent intercourse, whitish fluid flowed out. It was the s*men he had just released inside her.

Everitt raised the corner of his mouth as he placed Bella’s legs on his shoulders.

“So how was it? Compared to your lover.”

Bella glared at him with tear-filled eyes. She never had a lover to begin with and was only forced into it. But she had no intention of explaining that to another man who was violating her.

While looking at Bella’s defiant gaze, Everitt positioned his gl*ns at her entrance.

“You were so chatty before. Why are you so quiet today?”

As the thick tip settled into position, poised to burrow inside at any moment, Bella’s gaze grew unfocused.

She had already been broken once by her experience with Blake. Blake Rowell, who used his strength to make it impossible for her to persuade or condemn him with words before violating her.

Everitt was the same. The only difference was whether he prevented her from speaking at all, or simply ignored what she said.

“If I tell you to stop, will you?”

“No.”

The massive member pushed into her entrance again. Bella bit her lower lip with a whimper.

Everitt grabbed Bella’s pelvis with both hands. Then he began thrusting his member into her dripping hole with audible thudding sounds.

Unlike earlier, when both her hands were restrained, Bella could now cover her mouth with her own hands and swallow her screams.

Each time Everitt thrust his hips upward, her entire body was pushed up and her toes curled. The one exposed br*ast bounced and swayed with his movements. Every time his gl*ns pounded her cervix, Bella squeezed her eyes shut while swallowing her cries. Behind her closed eyelids, her vision kept flashing. It was like a stimulation that climbed up her spine and seared her brain.

“Haap, nng! Huu… Ahh!”

After crying with an intensity that threatened unconsciousness, when she barely managed to open her eyes, she met the gaze of the man thrusting his lower body between her thighs.

Under his slightly sweat-dampened black hair, red eyes stared at her intensely.

His face, with slightly furrowed brows, was etched into her retina like lightning.

‘Everitt…’

Bella moaned and repeated his name in her mind.

He, like Blake, was one of the five men she had loved.

His sensitive and sharp-looking face often appeared melancholic when he was alone. He showed warm smiles only to the Princess.

Whenever his already handsome face was tinged with love for the Princess, Bella had her heart stolen.

Everitt was penetrating her with that artistic face distorted by lust, his brows furrowed.

“You’re squeezing my c*ck like you want to devour it. Didn’t that lover who sucked your br*asts give you anything down here? The way you’re writhing in pleasure, it’s like you’ve been starved for days.”

Even his voice, spewing only vulgar words, made her cry because it was so heart-stirringly good.

She thought she knew Everitt Myers.

She had gone on countless dates with him, tried to seduce him passionately, deliberately pretended not to see him while meeting other male leads, and also behaved in the opposite manner.

Additionally, she had found and played through all the hidden events. How many times had she seen the ending with him?

Thus, Bella thought she knew this man inside and out.

But that wasn’t the case at all. His hidden side, which she hadn’t known at all, drove both pain and pleasure into Bella simultaneously.

“You bastard…”

Bella covered her face with both hands. Despite hating the man who was forcibly violating her, deep in her heart, feelings of affection still remained.

She couldn’t count how many times she had wished to enter through the screen and meet him for real just once. And now that it had come true, this was the result.

After Blake, she was betrayed by Everitt as well.

“Huuung…”

Her moans became mixed with crying. Everitt then lowered his upper body over hers and bit her bouncing br*ast.

“Ahuk!”

Her n*pple was sucked in painfully. He nibbled on her n*pple gently while thrusting and stirring inside her with his veiny member, working to reduce her insides to mush.

While crying above, she could only flounder below, falling into climax.

Bella trembled in her thighs and tightened below while crying out in pleasure, and each time she did, Everitt thrust his member in more forcefully.

After clinging to him like that for quite some time, wailing, just before she was about to pass out, Everitt poured his s*men copiously inside her. He exhaled roughly a couple of times near Bella’s ear, then said in an incredibly low voice:

“Tell her I disagree completely.”

Only a little later did Bella realize that this was his reply to the Princess’s letter.

Everitt rose, leaving Bella on the desk. Despite ej*culating twice in succession, the Grand Duke’s dignity remained undiminished.

He glanced at the clock, then said while adjusting his lower garments.

“As you can see, I’m not yet relieved, so prepare yourself.”

“You’ve done it twice already. If it’s not finished, that’s your problem.”

Bella, without the strength to move a finger, glared at him while lying on the desk, breathing heavily.

“I must attend the ball now, so stay lying on the desk if you like it. Preferably, I’d like you to remain just like that until I return. We need to finish what we started.”

At those words, Bella forced herself to get up. Watching her pull the front of her dress to cover her chest and tug down her skirt to fix it, Everitt chuckled softly.

Bella left his room, rushing ahead of him in a hasty retreat. With each step on her trembling legs, something kept dripping from her entrance.

Her drawers, completely torn below, served no purpose. The s*men Everitt had released inside her flowed down her legs to her ankles, wetting her shoes.

‘I need to go to the ball, too. Natalie will be waiting.’

For some reason, Natalie always knew whether Bella had properly attended balls or parties. So even if she was late, she needed to attend.

She needed to deliver Everitt’s reply with a normal expression and watch what events the female lead experienced with the male leads.

But she simply didn’t have the strength for it.

‘Let me wash myself first.’

Barely making it to her room, Bella filled the bathtub with hot water.

She ended up not attending the ball. Because she fainted in the bathtub.

***

The next morning, looking in the mirror, Bella felt like she might collapse. It was because of the visible bruising left where Everitt had bitten and sucked. Due to her excessively pale skin, the deep red marks stood out even more.

Other areas could somehow be hidden under clothes, but the bruise marks on her slender neckline couldn’t be concealed no matter how much powder she applied.

‘That bastard… Surely he did this deliberately.’

Bella, looking distressed, quickly rummaged through her wardrobe. Fortunately, she had a velvet ribbon choker that could cover her neck in a pinch.

When she tied it tightly so it wouldn’t slip down, she felt like her neck was being strangled whenever she lowered her head slightly.

“Hello, Bella. I didn’t see you at the ball yesterday.”

Sure enough, when she went to brush Natalie’s hair, Natalie mentioned Bella’s absence with a regretful expression.

Bella’s heart sank, but Natalie seemed unaware of anything, merely blinking her innocent eyes. Bella gave the excuse she had prepared.

“I’m sorry, Your Highness. I couldn’t attend because I had terrible indigestion yesterday.”

“Oh dear. You still don’t look well. You can go rest if you need to.”

“Thank you. I’ll just finish styling your hair first.”

As she carefully brushed down the pink hair, Natalie asked.

“By the way, did you get any reply from Grand Duke Myers?”

Bella’s hand, brushing the hai,r trembled slightly. She quickly resumed brushing, masking her reaction.

“Didn’t you meet him at the ball yesterday? Did he not say anything?”

“No, he didn’t.”

He could have just spoken himself, but he deliberately left it for Bella to deliver the message. Why on earth would he do that?

“Did something happen, by any chance?”

Startled by the sharp question and nearly dropping the brush, Bella quickly shook her head and feigned ignorance.

“What do you mean? Nothing happened. He just gave me a verbal reply, but because I had indigestion yesterday… The Grand Duke said to tell you that ‘he disagrees completely.'”

“He disagrees completely?”

Natalie opened her sky-blue eyes wide and looked at Bella through the mirror. Her expression suggested this was a completely unexpected answer.

“Really? That’s quite surprising.”

“Um… Did something go wrong?”

In the mirror, Natalie tilted her head and briefly looked Bella over. Soon after, she gave a refreshing smile.

“No, nothing like that. Thanks for delivering the reply.”

It was clearly a tone that cut off the topic.

Though she was extremely curious about the letter’s contents, she couldn’t ask. She had no choice but to forget about it.

After finishing her duties as the hair-styling maid for now and returning to her room, she finally had time to ruminate on yesterday’s events.

Bella absently fingered the velvet choker that was wrapped around her neck like it was choking her. The area between her legs still felt sore.

The second betrayal was as shocking and painful as the first, but surprisingly, having experienced it once before, her heart seemed to have hardened a little already.