The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 111

His arm wrapped tightly around her petite waist, with a desire to devour her whole. Never before had

he felt this intensely about anyone. Each time she acted so shy, he wanted nothing more than to pin

her beneath him and fuck her good.

Natalia was already a shy individual, and felt her heart beat wildly at his words. With a blush, she

stammered, "No, it's...it's not like that...I'm just...not used to it..."

Each time Magnus held her, he'd make some playful moves. She had been skittish at first but had now

grown accustomed to it.

Inevitably, they would end up in Magnus’ bed.

"Unaccustomed? If I recall correctly, I hold you like this at least thrice a day," Magnus said, gently

stroking her smooth cheek.

While caressing her, he spoke in a low tone, "My dear, you must get used to it."

With that, Magnus leaned down, unable to resist the urge to taste her soft, delicate lips.

Natalia instinctively wanted to flee, but before she could step away, Magnus tightened his grip around

her. His sensual lips stopped just inches from hers. Teasingly, he said, "Oh, so my lady wants to run?

She’s quite brave!"

Watching her dodge his advances aroused him once more. He yearned for her. Didn't she feel the

same? It seemed love wasn't fair; he was always the one deeper in it.

"I...I'm just tired... You shouldn't always be like this. It's not good for the recovery of your leg," Natalia

said. She didn't understand why Magnus, despite his leg being numb, had such strong desires.

Moreover, she felt that Magnus' leg seemed mighty fine during their moments in bed. Was it her

imagination or was Magnus hiding something from her?

Magnus couldn't help but chuckle at Natalia's innocent face. He thought to himself, his dear wife was

indeed naive. If it were someone else, they would have been suspicious by now.

But he adored Natalia's innocence and her unwavering trust in him. He hoped it would remain this way

forever, even if he had to continue pretending to be disabled.

"Why are you laughing? I'm speaking the truth," Natalia said. Her already flushed face was reddening

further at his laughter, and she now looked like a ripe apple. One look at her and anyone would feel a

desire to take a bite.

Just as Magnus was about to respond to Natalia and tease his sweet wife further, his phone rang in his

pocket. With a sigh, he playfully pinched Natalia's nose before answering the call. "What is it?"

"Sir, the situation in the Middle East has been handled and Lucius is on his way back. The way things

went down, Lucius now has a lot of resentment towards you. Should we prepare ourselves in

advance?"

Lucius was known to be ruthless and Magnus had tricked him into going to the Middle East for a Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

month. Now that he was back, he was sure to retaliate.

Magnus' men thought it was best to notify him of Lucius' return, just in case Lucius decided to pull

some outrageous stunt, causing harm to Magnus.

Hearing this, Magnus laughed. He didn't even consider Natalia in his arms as he responded, "There's

no need for any special preparations. Lucius is no match for me. Someone else is waiting for him to fall

into the pit!" There was always Kendra.

"Tell Kendra, she has only three days. If she can't do what I want, she'll have to figure it out herself."

He had said he would make Kendra and Lucius bite each other. The show was about to start.

"Yes, sir, I'll handle it right away."

Once the call ended, Magnus hung up.

For a while, Natalia remained in Magnus' arms, silent as if the call never happened.

"Aren't you curious about what I want Kendra to do?" Magnus assumed Natalia would be interested in

the agreement between him and Kendra. After all, he could tell that although she claimed to have cut

ties with the Clarksons, she still cared about them deep down.

Natalia just blinked at him, then, as if she had made up her mind, looked at Magnus with determined

eyes. "No, I don't want to know. I have nothing to do with the Clarksons anymore."

When Kyler visited her, his words were enough for her to sever ties with the Clarksons. But she did

have a place in her heart for Kyler. However, she couldn't forgive her father for using her as a pawn. If

in his eyes, his only daughter was Kendra, Natalia didn't need to be part of their family drama anymore.

"Really? You don't care at all?" Magnus was surprised by Natalia's decisiveness. This only made him

love her more. He had always admired women who were decisive and ruthless, but the moment he fell

for her, he had given up on transforming Natalia into such a woman. In the end, he couldn't bear to see

her change on his whims; he didn't want her to be unhappy. And now, as Magnus watched Natalia

mature a bit, he realized that she was actually becoming somewhat malleable. He felt as if he'd

stumbled upon a true gem.

Natalia pouted at Magnus’ incredibility, looking a bit disgruntled. She said, "Believe it or not, I don't

want to hear about the Clarkson family's affairs anymore."

"Alright, alright, from now on, I won't mention their matters in front of you."

Magnus quickly tried to comfort her. He also hugged her, maneuvering his wheelchair towards the

bedroom. At the same time, he whispered in her ear, "Let's then share our own secrets, shall we?"

With that, Magnus suddenly lifted Natalia and tossed her onto the bed. He leaped in after her, and his

towering figure was looming over her...