The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 262

Magnus couldn't care less about decorum, gently guiding Natalia's hand to his arousal. His voice was a husky whisper. "Darlin'... see how much it's missed you."

Natalia's face flushed a deep crimson. Wasn't last night's romp enough for this beast?

"No way, don't you dare move! What if someone walks in?" Natalia struggled to withdraw her hand, but Magnus held it firmly, not allowing her any space to escape.

"Okay, I won't move. How about you move? Come on, sweetheart..."

Natalia's mind exploded. How could he be so shameless?

Before she could react, Magnus scooped her up in his arms and tossed her onto the large king-sized bed, pressing his body against her. His hand slipped under her skirt. His fingers trailed a tantalizing path against her skin, and his voice sounded husky and sensual. "Baby, let me do the work. You just sit back and enjoy the ride."

As she listened to Magnus' captivating voice and his suggestive words, Natalia felt herself melt into him. This man, this infuriating and irresistible man, always managed to disrupt her peace and invade her senses.

Oh God. How was she supposed to resist his charms?

Magnus leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to Natalia's red lips. He was gentle and slow, careful not to hurt her. He slowly moved down her neck, trailing kisses all the way.

There was nothing more delightful in the world than two people in love, sharing intimate moments. The room was filled with their shared passion, as the two of them were lost in their own world.

The large window curtains fluttered gently, bringing in the cool breeze that bore silent witness to their intimate moment.

Late at night, Addison returned home, kicking the door open and tossing her wallet on the table. She slapped the table in frustration. "Kyler!"

Kyler was in the bathroom, brushing his teeth. Hearing the infuriated yell of his wife, he wiped his face on a towel and hurried out. "What's up?"

"What's up?! Kyler! Do you know who I saw today? Your precious daughter is back!" Addison rolled her eyes at Kyler, tearing at the napkin on the table.

Kyler's heart skipped a beat, a placating smile on his face. "Isn't our daughter home? You see her every day, don't you?"

"Cut the crap! I'm talking about Natalia! Natalia! That tramp caused all the trouble for Kendra. She's not dead. It's infuriating!" Addison continued to shred the napkin, as if it were Natalia herself. Without tearing it to bits, she couldn't quench her anger.

Kyler was incredulous. "What did you say? Is Natalia still alive?"

Addison glared at Kyler. "Are you deaf? What do you think I was busy with all day? I've been tailing her. Not only is that tramp alive, but she's also back with the Andersen family, and has a five-year-old son! The world is so unfair! Why is she having the time of her life while Kendra is suffering?!"

Addison crumpled the napkin and threw it at Kyler. "You idiot! Can't you think of a solution? I don't care, you have to come up with a viable plan right now. I have to bring Natalia to Kendra, skin her alive, gnaw her flesh, and break her bones. Only then will my hatred be quenched!"

Seeing Addison's rage, Kyler was moved. He knew better than to mess with a woman on a warpath, especially one like his wife.

"Ma'am, there's trouble. Miss Kendra is causing a commotion in her room again. You should take a look."

Addison was busy scheming how to reel Natalia back in, when their maid came running in, hollering as if the end of the world was near.

Addison paused, dropped the torn pieces of paper he was holding, and made her way upstairs. Kyler quickly followed suit; both were practically sprinting in their fear that Kendra was causing some sort of ruckus.

When Addison and Kyler joined the maid upstairs, they found Kendra sprawled out on the floor, her clothes shredded to bits by her own hands, leaving her stark naked and in quite a state.

"Oh my, darling Kendra, what on earth has happened here?" Addison hurried over to Kendra, while throwing a harsh glare at the maid. “You bunch of good-for-nothings! Is this how you take care of the young lady of the house?”

The maid stuttered, “Ma’am, we tried to help Miss Kendra dress up, but she started kicking and biting us every time we got close. We just can't handle her!"

"Rubbish!" Addison glared at the maid. "What do you mean you can't handle her? Kendra is normally such a refined young lady. What do you mean you can't handle her? Get out of my sight!"