When She Rose From the Ashes (Natalie and Jensen) novel Chapter 566

**TITLE: HereSelf 566**
**Chapter 566 Igniting the Fire**

How could she possibly be unaware of the kindness that radiated from this man, the one who had become her everything? Natalie was not devoid of emotion; she was far from heartless.

The hour was late, and Baron was working himself into the ground, but for whom? For her, Natalie. She was acutely aware of his dedication, yet even now, he was being mindful of her feelings, as if he could sense the weight of her worries.

Suddenly, a wave of emotion washed over Natalie, and her eyes stung with unshed tears.

“Baron, stop right there!” she commanded, her voice low but firm, cutting through the silence like a knife.

Baron halted, confusion swirling in his mind. He couldn’t fathom what had sparked her anger, yet he found himself obediently frozen. “Honey, I didn’t intend to come back so late. I was just…” His voice trailed off, uncertain and hesitant.

Before he could finish his explanation, Natalie dashed across the room, her arms wrapping around him with a fervor that took him by surprise.

He froze momentarily, instinctively wanting to pull away, but her grip was unyielding. “Don’t move! Just let me hold you!” she implored, her voice trembling with urgency.

Baron’s body stiffened at her words. “I smell. It’ll bother you,” he protested, the shame of the blood clinging to him like a second skin. He couldn’t bear the thought of Natalie, with her purity and light, being tainted by the darkness that surrounded him.

To him, she was an angel, a radiant being who had stumbled into his chaotic existence, while he felt like a shadow, lurking at the gates of hell. How could he allow the remnants of his world to mar her?

Baron had always viewed their marriage as a stroke of fortune, but he knew it was a necessity for her—an arrangement born from compromise and obligation. If he hadn’t been the Witch Doctor, if he hadn’t saved her, their paths would have remained forever parallel, never destined to intersect.

As his mind raced with these thoughts, Natalie suddenly stood on her tiptoes, and her warm lips pressed against his cool, thin ones.

The kiss was as delicate as a dragonfly skimming the surface of a pond, yet it ignited a firestorm within Baron’s heart, a prairie fire that threatened to consume him whole.

In an instant, Baron pulled Natalie into his arms, cradling the back of her head with one hand. He seized the moment, his kiss transforming from gentle to fervent, as if he were trying to devour her entirely.

He had always been cautious, afraid of frightening her away, but tonight, something had shifted within him. Whether it was provocation from James or some other catalyst, Baron felt a surge of insecurity and desperation. He wanted nothing more than to merge their very beings, to make her a part of him.

Natalie could feel the intensity radiating from Baron, the tension that crackled in the air between them. She didn’t know what turmoil he had faced or why he was this way, but this raw version of Baron made her heart race and filled her with longing.

Without thinking, she began to respond to him, kissing him back with a fervor that matched his own.

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