The Otherside Of Love || Sadistic Billionaire

Natalie’s POV

“I don’t sleep with married women, ma’am. Especially if they were drunk!” Daniel explained with his French accent.

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. How the hell does he know about the marriage? I don’t even know him!!

“What? How do you know?” I snapped in a daze.

He raised his eyebrows and looked confused, “It’s just a principle, ma’am. You know, not to touch what’s not mine!”

‘How sweet!’ I thought, feeling a headache coming.

I pressed my fingers on my forehead. The strong headache was banging me while I’m saying, “No, no. I mean, what made you think that I’m married?”

“You’re married to Mr Mirren, aren’t you? You shouldn’t let him abuse you” He declared, and a sad expression on his handsome face.

I opened my mouth in shock. No one knew about that except the lawyer!

“A beautiful woman like you shouldn’t let anyone bully her,” he added, staring at me with pity.

Every word that came out of his mouth made me feel more confused and more afraid. He made me remember Raf’s words the day we signed our marriage contract. His words still ring in my ears.

‘NO ONE should know about this marriage, Natalie.’ His tone was firm.

I’m in a dilemma. How the hell did this man know about all this? Raf will think I broke the secret on purpose.

“How did you know?” I asked in anxiety. The feeling of nausea increased inside me.

Did I mess things up last night!?

“You told me that last night!” he replied, as if he was reading my mind.

I walked a step towards him. No one should know about that. If Rafael figured out that I had revealed the secret…!

I shaked my head. I can’t even imagine what he will do or say…

Is it possible that he will think that I’m trying to implicate him and reveal our marriage… Especially after the engagement party?

I shouldn’t let that happen.

I have to solve this problem now.

I wore a fake smile and chuckled, “Me? Married? This must be a hilarious joke. Ha ha. I can’t stop laughing!”

He stared at me awkwardly, like if I was a crazy woman. I can’t blame him, nonetheless I can’t let him know the truth!

I added, rolling my eyes in boredom, trying to convince him about my story, “I was drunk as you just said, and when I’m drunk I utter nonsense. Raf is …” I hesitated at the end of my sentence. He cut me off smiling and raising his hands in surrender.

“As you say, beautiful. But the look of his angry eyes while we were dancing intimately, didn’t say that!” he teased.

Suddenly, I realized it was late. Of course, they are looking for me now. I turned to the couch, searching for my phone.

“Where is my phone?” I asked, throwing the pillows aside.

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I stared out the window outward. I saw Mirren mansion among the villas, which was literally a castle between those villas. Our neighborhood was villas of rich aristocrats and celebrities.

Mirren mansion was only one block out of here! That’s great! But when I looked down at my dress, I realized I couldn’t walk around wearing the dress from last night, people would make their guesses! Or I might even bump into one of the Paparazzi.

As a Director of the Public Relations Department of Mirren Group, I shouldn’t appear in the media in such a state. I can’t let everyone think that I had a wild night with a stranger!

I sighed and turned around. Daniel was standing at his kitchen bar making coffee, glaring at me with a grin on his face!

What a weird man!

“Listen, I need a dress or feminine jeans and a shirt” I said.

He pointed at himself and said with furrowed eyebrows, “As you see or notice, I don’t wear these things”

“You! You brought me here, and you should help me!” I snapped in despair.

He looked at his watch and said, “Hey, listen. I have to go to work. Why don’t you wear my sports shirt and short pants pretending that you were practicing!”

He glanced at my butt and added, “I think it will suit you quite well”

I was surprised by his boldness. I shrugged resentfully, “Hay!”

But after a second of thinking, I found it was the only good way possible. So I asked Daniel to wear his tracksuit as well, and pretend to be my coach, and he was playing sports with me early in the morning.

He refused at first, but at my insistence, he agreed. I wore his sports shirt and short pants, and to my wonder, it indeed suited me well.

I guess I need more exercises during the week!

Even though I have a flat belly and a slender waist, I have curves.

To my good luck, Daniel is new in the neighborhood. I guess no one will recognize him. Nevertheless, I made him wear a big hat and sunglasses. I won’t risk.

I lifted my hair in a ponytail, and finally I was ready. But then I realized that I didn’t have sneakers. For sure, I can’t walk across the neighborhood wearing a sports suit and high heels!

“You can wear mine!” Daniel interrupted my thoughts.

“What!? Maybe somehow I have a big butt, but I don’t have a bigfoot though!” I said.

“We will fill it with cotton!” he suggested.

Realizing that I didn’t have any other solution, I agreed. Yes, I couldn’t walk well, but there was no other way!

While we were running slowly, I saw some women in the neighborhood glaring at me. They love gossiping. I just gave them a nod and a small smile, trying to make myself seem normal.

When we reached Mirren’s Villa, I asked Daniel to enter and have a cup of coffee. He had been so nice to me, and I thought I should be more polite with him. I didn’t think he would agree though. I had already made him late for work. But, he agreed!