The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming (Natalie and Marcus) novel Chapter 399

Natalie was feeling slightly frustrated and asked for a back rub.

Marcus, obedient as always, did it without hesitation. His hand balled into a fist as he gently pressed it against her shoulder and back, neither too hard nor too soft, with a steady rhythm that felt surprisingly soothing.

Natalie turned her head to look at him. Marcus had an expression of calmness, completely unbothered by doing something so intimate. He didn't seem awkward or impatient at all.

When their eyes met, Marcus gave her a smile. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Natalie replied, looking away. She began to consider her relationship with Marcus seriously.

Did she dislike him now? It didn't seem so.

Had she been angry after becoming his girlfriend? No, not really.

The things she did while drunk—were they just a dream? Probably not.

So, after some reflection, it seemed that she didn't actually dislike Marcus. In fact, he had saved her in Balford before and had seen her body. He'd seen her, and she'd teased him while drunk. In a way, neither of them could claim to have taken advantage of the other.

Apart from the previous misunderstandings, their interactions felt pretty natural and comfortable. So, she decided there was no reason to hesitate anymore.

If they were going to date, she might as well enjoy it. If he was her boyfriend, then whatever she did for him couldn't be seen as taking advantage of him.

With that thought in mind, Natalie turned and gave Marcus a smile. She relaxed completely and said, "Hi boyfriend!"

Marcus froze for a second, and then his eyes sparkled. He smiled and replied, "Hi, girlfriend."

"Well then… let's just take our time and get to know each other."

"Yeah, I agree."

Marcus could barely hide the smile on his face. He lowered his head and placed a soft kiss on Natalie's forehead. He then said, "Nat, thank you."

Natalie paused for a moment. She made sure that she didn't feel uncomfortable with their proximity before she raised her head to kiss the corner of his mouth.

Her kiss was quick, just a brief peck, but before she could pull away, Marcus suddenly cupped the back of her head, pulling her into a deep kiss. His breath was heavy and warm as he kissed her lips.

He had wanted to kiss her, to kiss her when she wasn't drunk, to kiss her openly and without hesitation.

Finally, his wish was granted.

Natalie tried to shift her body, but Marcus held her firmly, one hand on the back of her head and the other holding her waist, keeping her from moving.

She could only stare into his dark, almost black eyes, watching the reflection of her confused expression in them.

Although she had been bold in the dream, in reality, Natalie had no experience with love or romantic interactions. She had read online that men were usually more naturally talented in these matters without needing much instruction.

She was well aware of Marcus' attitude toward his ex-fiancée, Emma. There had been no intimacy between them—he had clearly disliked her.

"Nat, focus."

Marcus broke the kiss briefly, his voice hoarse with desire. Natalie blinked, still a bit disoriented. "How did you know I wasn't focused?"

She had been distracted by her own thoughts, but she wasn't about to admit it.