Just moments ago, Natalia had been blushing and overjoyed by the intimate gestures he'd bestowed upon her. Now, she was a bundle of nerves.
Magnus was, after all, an incredibly dangerous man. Natalia truly worried for her father’s well-being.
As she was about to voice her concern, Magnus, noticing her anxiety, furrowed his brows and silenced her with a hand over her lips. He looked her straight in the eye and said, “Why are you so nervous? Even for your sake, I wouldn’t harm your father. I brought him here to settle the matter of my divorce from Kendra. I told you I would give you a marriage license, and I will. I don’t want to hear anything about Kendra and me coming from your lips anymore."
The mere thought of that night, Kendra, drunk as a skunk, slurring her words, made Magnus sick to his stomach. He was grateful Kendra hadn't been shipped off to Sapphire Island. If she had been, he probably wouldn't have lasted three days before wringing her neck.
"You... you're serious? You're really divorcing Kendra?" Magnus' determination took Natalia aback.
Unsure if she could actually remain by his side, Natalia was at a loss for words. Sometimes, Natalia found it hard to decipher what was going on in Magnus' mind. He didn't want her to leave and promised her commitment. Was it because he was reluctant to let her go, or did he harbor a hint of affection for her?
The mere thought startled Natalia. She scolded herself, "What am I thinking? Magnus was supposed to marry Kendra. If he did fall for someone, it should've been Kendra. Even if he no longer loves her, he wouldn't fall for me."
If Magnus ever regained the use of his legs, there was no chance of being with him. A handsome and charismatic man like him had countless fangirls swooning, even while confined to a wheelchair. Once he could stand, there would be no place for Natalia by his side. So why did she entertain the thought of Magnus having feelings for her?
Sensing her doubts, Magnus chuckled helplessly, gently caressing her pert nose. "When have I ever lied to you? I keep my promises."
With that, he leaned in and captured her lips. Their kiss was sweet and tender, as if Natalia were a piece of candy he wanted to devour.
Due to his busy schedule and Natalia's studies, they hadn't had a chance for sex in days.
Finally, having the opportunity to kiss his sweetheart, Magnus wasn't about to let her escape so easily. He held Natalia close, kissing her passionately as she sat on his lap. The sight gave a passing maid quite a start. She thought, "Mr. Magnus truly adores Ms. Natalia. He doesn't even mind her sitting on his lap."
Since Magnus was unwilling to release Natalia, they spent a while in their intimate embrace. By the time they sat down for dinner, it was quite late.
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