The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 63

The fury in his heart flared up again. He was a solitary, stubborn man, who'd lived on an island for countless years. The things he held dear were not to be toyed with by anyone, let alone tarnished again by a self-proclaimed boyfriend!

His kiss was a punishment, and he was harshly grinding against Natalia's lips.

Natalia's heart pounded like a drum. Magnus was outrageously domineering. Suddenly, she remembered a familiar scent when she had fainted and fell into the sea, the scent that gave her air. She opened her eyes wide to look at the handsome face of Magnus. He was kissing her madly with his eyes closed. Mimicking him, she sucked on his lips.

Magnus' body slightly quivered, and he quickly opened his eyes to meet Natalia's blue gaze. "Thinking of something else while we're kissing?"

".... No." Could he read minds?

Natalia braced herself against his chest, her face flaming. “Magnus, Linden called us for dinner earlier. Now that everything is clear, let’s go downstairs to eat.”

Magnus looked at her swollen lips, and his throat was bobbing. "Okay, but darling, keep your distance from Hector. Got it? You're a married woman now. Okay?"

"I understand. He's leaving for the States soon, don't worry. I promised you, and I'll keep my word. Don't lose your temper," the girl said, sitting on his lap.

Magnus suddenly wondered what he would do without this girl in his life. She had already made a habit of sitting on his lap. He wrapped his arms around her slender waist and rubbed his face against hers. "Good girl, I trust you." He turned his gaze to the slowly darkening sky outside.

He would have to instruct his uncle to send Hector back to America soon, and as for Kendra, this time, he would make her understand the consequences of challenging him.

After dinner, Natalia prepared a bath for Magnus, and once he was clean, she gave him a half-hour massage.

Meanwhile, Magnus sat there dealing with business affairs.

Soon, Natalia was drenched in sweat. Magnus grabbed her hand. "Go and take a bath. That's enough, no need to massage." Every time he saw her working hard to help him with his rehabilitation, he wanted to tell her that his legs were fine and didn't need a massage. But every time the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back. He was afraid that if she knew his legs were fine, she would leave.

He could control the entire world, but he couldn't control a woman's heart, and he didn't want to make her sad.

Natalia stood up and smiled faintly. "I'm not tired. As long as I can help you stand up, this little fatigue is nothing."

A pang of guilt shot through Magnus' heart. He brushed back a lock of her hair, sticky with sweat and plastered to her face.

"Do you want me to stand up that badly?"

"Of course."

"You can't leave once I stand up!"

Natalia didn’t respond.

"I'll divorce Kendra as soon as possible. I'll make you my legitimate wife. I won't let you leave!" He grabbed her pale hand. "Darling, did you hear me?" His voice suddenly rose.

Natalia stared at his dark eyes and nodded woodenly.

He wheeled himself into the bathroom, carrying Natalia in his arms. Her face turned even more crimson.

"Magnus, I can walk by myself. You...”

"I'll watch you bathe, darling."

By the time Natalia finished her bath, the man was already lying in bed. He patted the other side of the bed. "Darling, come up."