His innocent wife is a dangerous hacker.-Chapter 451 You’re not ready

"...you... you’re bad," Bella whispered, her voice shaky and embarrassed, her cheeks burning.

Leo only chuckled, low and wicked, and suddenly shifted her gently to the side. Bella blinked, confused, her hand reaching toward him.

"Where are you going?" she asked, her brows drawn together.

Leo ran a hand through his hair and sighed deeply, looking down at the obvious bulge straining against his sweatpants. His face twisted with the frustration of a man walking a tight line.

"To take care of it," he muttered, voice tight, chest rising in a heavy breath.

Bella’s eyes widened instantly, her gaze dropping before she jerked it back up, shocked, shy, curious, everything mixing at once.

"W wait... I can help you!" she blurted out without thinking, sitting up a little as her heart pounded.

Leo froze for a moment.

His jaw clenched.

He looked away sharply.

"No," he said, voice deep and strained. "You’re not ready."

And before she could say anything, he walked toward the bathroom.

The door clicked shut.

Bella stared, completely stunned, her pout forming instantly as she hugged the blanket around her chest.

Not ready?

Her eyes narrowed.

Not ready? For what? He’s... stupid hump!

She flopped back onto the pillow, kicking her feet under the blanket like an angry kitten.

What do I need to be ready for? I can help. I can.

Her cheeks warmed at the memory of his face, the bulge, the way he ran away like she was dangerous.

Bella huffed dramatically into the pillow.

"Stupid Leo..."

[ Warning: R-18 ]

Meanwhile, inside the bathroom, he stood under the cold shower, water running over his tense shoulders as his gaze grew darker and more hooded. His palms rested on the cold bathroom wall, breath coming out unevenly.

He was completely naked, the cold water doing nothing to calm him down. He looked down at himself, at the hard, throbbing length standing angrily against his stomach, and he sighed sharply, jaw clenching.

Bella’s eyes appeared in his mind immediately.

The way she looked at him.

The way she whispered she only liked his touch...The way her body reacted for him...The way she came undone in his hands.

His fingers slowly wrapped around his length, his grip tightening as he began moving his hand in slow strokes, up and down, his breathing growing heavier. His gaze turned hazy as the memory of her soft little moans hit him, his shoulders tensed as he fought for control. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

He remembered her shy voice... the way she said she wanted to help him...

A low sound escaped his throat, echoing in the steamy shower.

He shouldn’t think about it.

He shouldn’t imagine it.

But dmm he did, because he couldn’t control himself.

He wondered helplessly how warm she would feel, how tight she would be around him, how her breath would break against his neck, how she would cling to him.

His strokes grew firmer, his breath hotter.

"Bella..." he muttered, his voice rough and breathless.

His body reacted violently to the thought, the ache inside him growing stronger, harder, bigger with every passing second. The cold water hit him, but the fire inside only burned hotter.

"Damn..." he cursed under his breath as the tension finally snapped, his release mixing with the cold water and disappearing down the drain in seconds.

His chest rose and fell in hard, uneven breaths as the water poured down his back, but even after the heat left his body, his mind refused to calm.

Bella’s face stayed in his head like she was right there with him.

Her soft little gasp.

Her trembling voice.

The way she clung to him.

The way she said she only liked his touch.

It all replayed again and again, making his heart thump painfully.

He remembered her eyes glassy, shy, shining up at him like he was the only person she trusted in the world. The way she whispered "Love it..." in that breathless tone still echoed through his ears, leaving his body tense even now.

He exhaled sharply.

She had no idea what she did to him.

No idea how close he had been to losing control.

No idea how badly he wanted her.

Leo pressed a hand to his chest, breathing harder again as the memory of her warmth in his arms made something tight coil inside him.

Leo swallowed hard and closed his eyes. "Bella... you’re going to be the end of me," he whispered.

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When Leo finally stepped out of the bathroom, wiping the last drops of cold water from his hair, he froze for a moment.

Bella was already asleep.

She lay curled on her side, blanket hugged tightly to her chest, her breathing soft and even, her lashes resting gently on her cheeks. A little frown sat on her forehead, as if she had fallen asleep still thinking about him. Something warm spread through Leo’s chest at the sight.

He chuckled softly, all tension leaving his body, and climbed into bed beside her. The mattress dipped, and Bella instinctively shifted closer, her small hand resting near his chest as if she had been waiting for him.

"My bunny..." he whispered, a smile tugging at his lips.

He wrapped an arm around her and pulled her carefully into his warmth. She fit against him perfectly, her scent, her softness, her quiet breaths everything felt like home.

He pressed a soft kiss into her hair.

"Happy birthday, bunny," he murmured in a low, tender voice, brushing his fingers gently down her back.

With that, he closed his eyes, holding her tightly, and drifted into peaceful sleep.

Next morning

The sunlight slipped softly through the sheer curtains, painting the room in a warm, golden haze. Bella blinked a few times, the world slowly coming into focus as she stretched like a sleepy kitten. Her fingers reached across the bed, instinctively searching for Leo’s warmth, but the sheets beside her were cool and empty.

She sat up, rubbing her eyes with both hands, her voice still thick with sleep. "Hmm... Leo?"

The silence answered her.

She slid off the bed, got ready, and padded out of the room, still a little shy, still a little soft from everything that happened.

The moment she stepped into the living room, she froze.

Because what greeted her was pure chaos.

"BELLA, YOU’RE BACK?"

Scarlett and Jay practically screamed in unison. Before she could even take a breath, both of them launched toward her like two overexcited puppies. Scarlett wrapped her arms around her neck, Jay tackled her from the side, and the three of them wobbled for balance.

Bella let out a tiny squeal. "Ah!"

But then she laughed, a soft, breathy laugh that made everyone in the room exhale in relief. Her hands came up, hugging them both back, her cheeks warm with surprise.