Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon) novel Chapter 58

Natalie was on the verge of despair and thought of Trevon Wilson's handsome and frigid face; the heat in her body became even more unbearable.

She suddenly wanted to see him and was amazed by her desire for him.

Natalie thought about the same person who wanted to desecrate her grandfather's grave last night when she was in such a dire situation.

Indeed, she had blinked first and was clearly the loser in her game with Trevon.

Max Wilson crawled back to Natalie's side and attempted to remove her clothes. Natalie slapped his hand away. Max became aroused when her soft hand touched him, and wanted her even more.

He lunged at Natalie lustfully, but she turned her head to the other side, too weak to fight back.

Fortunately, Max did not land on her. She slowly opened her eyes and saw a familiar and cold face in her daze.

Natalie's vision was blurry, and could not see clearly. She felt her body being lifted off the ground.

Trevon's eyes fixed on Emily Foster, hiding in the dark corner. He said to Jim Hawk in a steely voice, "Take them all back!"

Frank Roberts put his hands in his pockets and said tongue in cheek, "I'll do it. The Foster family's living room is huge. I'll have to see it for myself."

Emily was so frightened that her cell phone fell to the ground with a bang. She lowered her head and walked out trembling; she did not pick up her phone when she left.

Harry Foster heard the commotion and came out to check. He almost had a heart attack when he saw Trevon Wilson in the living room. Harry regretted listening to his wife; his legs felt like lead when he left his room. "Mr. Wilson, Mr. Roberts, and Mr. Blackwell, it's not what you think. Max took a fancy to Natalie."

Little did Harry know that Trevon was Natalie's husband. He tried to explain and blame it all on Max Wilson.

Trevon did not bother with Harry's nonsense. He told Hackett Blackwell to send Sherri home.

Jim Hawk raised the barrier window behind him when they got into the car.

"What a life! Mr. Wilson didn't even mention going to the hospital. Is he going to take care of Mrs. Wilson instead?" Jim wondered.

It was not good to take advantage of others. He thought.

Natalie sensed the familiar scent next to her while suffering from uncontrollable heat inside her body. She moved closer to Trevon and subconsciously clung to his neck. She then rubbed her head against him bit by bit.

Trevon pulled her onto his lap with all his might, and her clothes fell to the floor.

Natalie's delicate little hand caressed the outline of his face gently. Her hot lips moved closer, touching his cold lips repeatedly as he observed her irrational behavior.

It was the first time Trevon found Natalie so beautiful and seductive.

However, he could feel she was still controlling some emotions. With wicked intentions, he held the back of her head and lowered his body to kiss her. Soon Natalie gave in and lost all control of her inhibitions.

After kissing for what felt like a century, Trevon looked at Natalie in an excellent mood and gently caressed her crimson face. He picked up her clothes and covered her body.

"I won't tease you anymore; I'll take you home, bear with it for a while longer," Trevon said softly.

However, Natalie did not hold back. Her hands continued to tug at his heavy jacket and shirt.

The car soon arrived at Adare Manor.

Jim got out of the car and opened the door.

"Help Max Wilson clear his head and put him on a trending topic," instructed Trevon.

"Yes, Mr. Wilson." Jim fully understood what he meant by clearing Max's head.

Trevon then carried Natalie into the villa. The lights were not switched on, and the faint light from the street lamps illuminated the stairs.

He carried her into the bathroom and wanted to help her take a cold shower. When he turned on the showerhead, Natalie wrapped herself around him like a serpent.