Chapter 17
Natalie’s eyelashes fluttered in shock.
Oh no! Samuel has seen my face! I can’t hide it anymore!
Furrowing his brows, Samuel asked, “Aren’t you filming in Xenhall?”
“Xenhall… Filming…”
Isn’t Clayton filming his drama there? Does this mean that he mistook me for that woman?
Her question was immediately answered the next second.
“Yara Nichols, are you following me?” Samuel asked coldly with a dangerous undertone.
Natalie calmed herself down and gathered her thoughts.
realizes that I’m not Yara,
to release herself from Samuel’s grip, but to no avail. She sighed resignedly.
to realize how mellow her voice was and how her eyes were filled with grievance. She was
was still locked on her,
Yara so lively. In my memory, she has always been spoilt and weak. She carries herself in a sophisticated manner. Although her gazes and her smiles are all practiced and
hiss of pain as she checked
frostily again, “You have yet to answer my question. Why are you
had some free time in my filming schedule, so I sneaked back
and straightforward enough, right? Just now, Franklin told me over the phone that Samuel is a misogynist. If I say such disgusting words to him, he will definitely be
in preparation for the man’s anger, but
a moment later and found herself staring straight into his mesmerizing,
me so
was still pretending to be Yara, Natalie decided to continue messing around. “Of course! I want you by my side every night! I can’t sleep well without you
her own words that a layer of goosebumps rose on her
steaming cup of coffee was walking past behind her when she took a step back
right before they collided, Samuel pulled her out of
He lowered his gaze and stared at the woman in his embrace. A refreshing and alluring scent hung in the air, tugging at his heartstrings.
Has Yara always been this enticing? So enticing that I’m no longer able to form any rational thoughts?
Following such close contact with Natalie, a stream of desire coursed through him.
All it took for him to make his heart race was to lower his head and gaze at her.
His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down as he stared down at her soft and inviting lips. They looked as if they were luring him in for a taste.
Natalie tried to push him away to stand on her own, but before she could react, he had wrapped her in his arms, swooped down, and captured her lips.
“Mmph!”
Her eyes bulged in shock as she stared at Samuel in disbelief.
How the hell is he a misogynist?
Samuel grasped her waist so tightly that she could not escape his embrace. It was as if he was going to mold her into his flesh. In no time, her pitiful lips had turned red and swollen after being ravished by him.