The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 75

She should've known when to fold them rather than hold them, but she couldn't let it go.

She didn't know why; just the thought of another woman hiding in Magnus' heart made her feel uneasy.

She didn't want to continue being so close to Magnus anymore.

"Stop pretending. Your face screams, ‘I'm mad.’" Seeing that she wasn't admitting it, Magnus just held

her tighter. While talking, he gently showered her face with kisses. His voice was a low murmur. "I was

too rough last night, and I hurt you. I'll make it up to you tonight, so stop being mad, okay?"

Hearing Magnus' words, Natalia, who was already blushing, became even more embarrassed. If

Magnus weren't holding her so tightly, she would have already run away, cursing him for being a

pervert.

She was mad at Magnus, but it wasn't because of that. Magnus, being such a smart guy, must have

known this, right? He must have been doing this on purpose!

Natalia's face turned even redder in embarrassment. With a serious tone, she corrected him, "It's not

because of that. Stop twisting my words."

Indeed, what Magnus did to her last night did upset her, but that was a different matter. How could

Magnus misinterpret her feelings like that?

"Mmm, I know it's not because of that. But, honey, you are mad, very mad." He had merely played a

little trick and discovered what was upsetting her, and Magnus couldn't help but laugh. While lowering

his head, he gently pecked her lips. Then, in a low voice, he said, "I won't do it again. Don't be mad. I

will make it up to you tonight."

She was more sensitive than he imagined. He had merely changed his tone in his study last night, and

it had hurt her so much. It seemed wrong to let the past affect their present. The portrait in question

was insignificant. During the time when his leg was broken, and he was wallowing in self-pity, that girl

had indeed accompanied him for a while. However, the woman in the portrait had left no trace in his

heart. He only remembered the incident very clearly. After all, she was the first girl who had ever

reached into his heart and had cried heart-wrenchingly over his injured leg.

"Who needs your compensation, you big jerk." Hearing Magnus say this, Natalia realized that she had

fallen into his trap again. She clenched her fists in anger and lightly punched his chest. But her face

was still as red as an apple. Being held so tightly by Magnus, she really had no way to bring her face

back to normal.

"I am bad, but only bad for you, honey. You do like bad boys like me, don't you!" Holding Natalia like

this, and seeing her blush like a rose, Magnus couldn't help but feel a little restless. His blood began to

boil, and a certain part of him started reacting.

Damn it, every time he was with her, he couldn't control himself, and he wanted her again.

"I don't like you. Stop flattering yourself." Natalia, who was already very shy, felt Magnus' reaction and

instantly wanted to find a hole to crawl into. She immediately struggled to jump down.

She thought, "How can this man be thinking about having sex all the time? His friends are still

downstairs. How can he... He tormented me for so long last night, isn't he tired?"

And how could she possibly fall for him? She was clearly just a replacement; she absolutely couldn't

lose her heart. At most, she just... liked Magnus a bit because he was too good to her. It was absolutely

impossible for her to fall in love with Magnus so easily.

In matters of the heart, she could never fall in love with a man unilaterally, let alone a man with such a

quirky temper. Even when she was with Hector, it was a mutual attraction, not like now, where she felt

so small in front of Magnus. She didn't want to be heartbroken in the future, so she absolutely couldn't

fall deeper and deeper for Magnus, this dangerous man.

"I'm flattering myself? Are you sure?" She remained so stubborn in front of him at this point, so he

knew that she was afraid of him, but also liked him. If she didn’t like him, she might not have waited for

his leg to heal before leaving. The day she found out that he knew she wasn't Kendra, she could have

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But she didn't, perhaps out of kindness, but more likely because she liked him. How could he not know

what Natalia was thinking?

Magnus smiled mischievously while holding her tight. Then, he steered his wheelchair towards the bed.

"Hey... what are you doing? I gave you a massage today..." Feeling Magnus' intentions, Natalia

instantly became nervous. He was really going for it. What if his friends downstairs found out? How

could she live with the shame? This man was so lustful!

How good was Magnus' stamina? Well, she had experienced it many times before. If she let Magnus

have his way today, she wouldn't be able to get out of bed this afternoon. If it continued like this, who

knew when Magnus' leg would heal?

But seeing Natalia so shy and nervous made Magnus want her even more. He whispered in her ear,

"Just once, I'll be quick."

After saying that, the blushing Natalia was thrown onto the bed by Magnus, who had already reached

the edge of the bed.

Then Magnus swiftly jumped from his wheelchair onto the bed. Before Natalia could react, he pinned

her down. He leaned in, found her lips, and kissed her passionately and boldly. His agile hand,

following the deepening of the kiss, began to ignite her body.

"Mmm...uh..." Natalia, who had been with Magnus for some time now, should have grown accustomed

to his habits and actions. This man always had his way, never considering others' desires.

But every time Magnus acted this way towards her, she couldn't help the wild pounding in her heart.

She had to admit that her body was obedient; she suddenly felt so weak!

With lightning speed, Magnus shed his clothes. He noticed Natalia, still caught in a whirlwind of anxious

thoughts, biting her lip as she clutched the bedsheets beneath her. Her palms were slick with sweat.

She was scared!

"Don't be nervous, I'll be gentle," sensing Natalia's tension, Magnus murmured into her ear, his voice

deep and soothing.