The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel 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?"