Meeting You Was Fate novel Chapter 99

"Mand, it seems that you still don't know me well," Nathan enunciated each word slowly. His thin lips curled into a mocking smile, making him looked wild and overbearing.

"Why should I have to know you?" Mandy quickly retorted. She was imprisoned in Nathan's arms and was consistently teased by him as if she was a puppet. She didn't even have a chance to take out her phone.

"Being my woman, you must know me well. Since you are not qualified in this field, I will help you with that," he snickered a few times.

Mandy's eyes widened as the alarm went off in her mind instantly. She knew what Nathan wanted to do. But this was the living room, where Lillian could come at any time. Was he crazy?

Long before she could react, Nathan had already slid his body over her in an oppressive way, pushing himself hard in his every move as if he was punishing her, like wanting to break Mandy's bones. She was tossed around by him for a long time until she felt the sourness in her waist and back.

"You are too weak. We haven't yet begun," Nathan joked, calmly watching her.

Mandy, who was still lying on the sofa, threw him a cold gaze. She quickly tidied up her clothes as she panted for air. Nathan almost suffocated her with his kiss.

"Since we hate each other, why can't we end this earlier? It isn't good for either of us," Mandy asked softly, and her pure eyes gleamed with different feelings. She might not know much about love, but she could see and feel that Nathan didn't like her.

"Mandy, make no mistake. You are in no position to say goodbye. The more you resist, the more I want to tame you," Nathan insisted with a cold smile, his deep gaze penetrating her. It was supposed to be a warm and blissful scene, having soft yellow lights cast a glow above his head, but it was not. The moment looked particularly gloomy.

Mandy silently kept all her words under wraps for a long time as she fell into deep thoughts. Yes, she had no right at all. It was Nathan who helped her. He had promised her that he would let her go as long as she could be his mistress for one month. But now, she was impatient and wanted to leave earlier than scheduled. It must be impossible.

"Your cousin invited me to dinner this Sunday." Mandy shifted the topic. Then she tentatively looked at Nathan. There was a gleam shining in her beautiful eyes that held a silent plea. It seemed like she was asking for help from him.

Nathan quietly fixed himself and sat gracefully aside, casually flipping through a financial magazine. He seemed not to care about what Mandy said, and even ignored her!

Mandy self-consciously restrained her inner restlessness and uttered in a low voice, "Your cousin wants to invite me to dinner. Can I accept it?"

Instead of answering her directly, Nathan just gently smiled. His eyes showed a touch of tenderness while his straight nose and his pair of thin lips exuded a mixture of a cold and domineering elegance.

"Whatever." That single word was like a wave that deeply slapped Mandy's heart.

'Whatever! What kind of answer is that?'

Mandy abruptly stood up and was about to go out for dinner alone when her phone rang.

When she flipped her phone, it was a call from Fiona. Mandy hastily made her way to the garden house located outside the villa. She was deliberately avoiding Nathan.

Nathan raised his head immediately as he trained his eyes in the direction of Mandy. A slight trace of annoyance instantly replaced his gentle demeanor. 'Who was on the phone that she went out to answer?' he mused.

"Nana, what is wrong?" Mandy whispered as she walked into the garden house, which was as big as a university classroom. She was looking around while asking Fiona.