Feel the Way You Feel, My Love novel Chapter 258

Shane pulled her along towards the elevator without saying a word.

When he saw a few other people in the elevator, he shot them a threatening glare and commanded, “Get out.”

The people exchanged timid looks and moved out of the elevator without further ado.

Shane dragged Natalie in as the people dispersed. He thrust her into the elevator and pressed the close button on the panel.

The door closed silently and Shane turned towards her furiously, closing in on her in the small space. “Stanley is not who you imagine him to be. I’ve told you this a long time ago, but you chose not to listen to me!”

Natalie lowered her head quietly. She could not justify herself. But she was not ready for another confrontational conversation.

She pushed Shane away gently, trying to maintain a distance between them. However, Shane clutched her hands tightly. He leaned in closer to her, and his gaze sunk into her frightened eyes. His other hand reached for her lips and caressed them, rubbing across the bite mark Stanley left on her lips.

The skin on Natalie’s lips had peeled off from Stanley’s aggressive advances earlier on, and she winced in pain from Shane’s rough treatment.

“Mr. Shane, what are you doing?” She bit his hand unreservedly.

Shane stopped and stared at her lips. “They’re dirty!”

Natalie’s heart skipped a bit, and her jaw relaxed. Her face turned pale as she looked at Shane guiltily.

Does he think I’m dirty?

Is that what he’s trying to say?

Shane caught a fleeting bout of dejection in her eyes and thought Natalie must have misunderstood him. He pursed his lips, tilted her chin, and pressed his lips against hers without a second thought.

Natalie’s lips parted in shock, and Shane took the chance to swirl his tongue passionately in her mouth.

A pink shade of heat grew across her fair cheeks, and her body became tense at the touch of his lips. When Natalie finally came back to her senses, she opened her eyes in surprise. But all she could see was Shane’s cleanly cut sideburns and his defined jaw moving in a slow but sure rhythm.

Ding! The mellow ring of the elevator rang through the stiff air. “Mr. Shane…” Natalie mumbled as Shane finally moved away from her.

“I’ve cleaned them up,” Shane said, wiping the corner of his wet lips with his fingers.