Magnus pulled her onto his lap, and a gentle smile was plastered on his face. "No rush, it's Friday. We're not heading to the office today. Tomorrow and the day after, I'll take you somewhere special. On Monday, I'll drop you off at school."
Natalia blinked in surprise, taken aback. She was going back to school! "Are you truly sending me back to school?"
"Mhm. I promised you, didn't I? But, my dear, there's a condition."
"What's the condition?"
"You're only allowed to attend school—no interaction with any boys. You have to come home right after school. Can you do that?" His dark gaze locked onto her petite face, serious and unwavering.
Natalia laughed, and her giggles echoed softly in his embrace. "Are you afraid that I'll run away? Or that I won't come back? Don't worry, I won't be interacting with any boys. Until you're back on your feet, and I won't be going anywhere."
Magnus stared at his wife. Her laughter was pure and innocent, and her beauty radiated like a kitten that just got a fish. As her eyes curved, she snuggled closer to his chest. His heartbeat skipped a beat. His hands immediately cradled her small head, leaning down to kiss her passionately, as if wanting to consume her whole. He wanted her beauty and purity to only bloom for him.
His kiss was fervent, and his body reacted almost instantly, causing him discomfort.
Looking at Natalia, with her gentle demeanor and her scent, he was helplessly in love. He regretted letting her go back to school. Once she was back at school, her world would no longer exclusively contain him. She was smart - he was sure she could climb to the top of the world.
Magnus wouldn't misjudge a person. He held her tightly. His voice was husky when he finally pulled back. "Darling, let's go to the bedroom."
Natalia pushed him away at his words, quickly standing up. "Magnus, it's daylight! And besides, too much sex isn’t good for the body—it might affect the recovery of your leg."
Magnus watched Natalia, her pouting expression only fueling his desire. A quick glance at the tent in his pants sent Natalia into the kitchen, her heartbeat racing.
Magnus had no choice but to move his wheelchair towards the kitchen, not wanting to be far from her.
Daytime wasn’t suitable? Then nighttime it was. A smirk curled on his lips at the thought.
In the Clarkson family mansion, Kendra returned home bruised and battered. As she pushed open the front door, the maid gasped in shock. "Miss, what happened to you?"
Addison and Kyler turned their heads at the maid's exclamation, their eyes widening at Kendra's pitiful state. Her lips were swollen, her clothes were stained with blood, and her hair was a wild mess.
"Kendra, what happened to you?"
"Who did this?" Addison and Kyler stood up in fury, their eyes burning with anger. Kyler, who had a good reputation in Melfort, couldn't accept seeing his daughter in such a state.
Addison rushed over, tears streaming down her face as she hugged Kendra. "Kendra, who did this to you? Tell us!"
Kendra's tears fell. The pain in her mouth was preventing her from speaking.
"Kendra, who did this?" Kyler's voice thundered.
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