The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 575

Jonas was blissfully unaware of the storm raging within Elisea as he hungrily sought the sweetness of her mouth, driven purely by instinct.

For years, his longing had taken root in every fiber of his being, and in the moment he touched Elisea, there was only one burning thought in Jonas' mind – to take, and take some more.

They lay entwined on the expansive bed, desperately kissing as if their lives depended on it. With his eyes tightly shut, Jonas was fervent and devout, rendering Elisea powerless beneath him.

His masculine scent, tinged with something oddly familiar, was irresistible to Elisea. She had been bewitched, utterly lost in the intoxication of the moment.

As their kiss neared its end, Elisea, nearly breathless, mustered all her strength. She snapped her eyes open as if surfacing from the depths of a boundless ocean.

She pinched herself hard, unable to believe what she was doing. She was kissing her target – her mission!

With all her might, she pushed Jonas away, the impact of her slap resounding across his cheek. "Snap!"

The sound was sharp, leaving a stinging imprint of five fingers on Jonas' face. Well, she wasn’t just any assassin – her blow showed no mercy.

Jonas' head turned slightly, as if someone else had felt the slap. Still gazing at Elisea with affection despite her fury, he caught her hand, his voice rough with pain. "Ellie, why are you trying to kill me? Where have you been all these years? What happened to you?"

Elisea was disgusted by Jonas, still lying atop her after such a slap. Was he really such a pervert, so shamelessly hooking up even with a stranger meant to be his killer?

She scoffed coldly, "Jonas, cut the act. My mission is to end your life! I’ve failed, so do what you will – kill me if you must!"

Looking down at Elisea's bruised lips, Jonas felt a surge of tender sweetness fill his heart. He gazed at her, his heart filled with questions.

These were the first words she had spoken to him since their reunion, but she claimed that assassinating him was her mission. Who could be behind this cruel plot, using the woman engraved in his heart to torment him?

"Who sent you to take my life?"

"None of your business! Get off!"

Jonas was clueless, knowing that such truths couldn't be unraveled in mere moments. He rolled off of Elisea, not wanting to provoke her further. He knew her well; despite her petite frame, she harbored a stubborn resolve. If she set her mind to something, she would pursue it relentlessly.

Since she wouldn't divulge the truth, he would keep her close, slowly uncovering the mystery.

Jonas stood up and inhaled deeply, the scent of Elisea's hair intoxicating him, "If you want to kill me and complete your mission, you'd best ensure you can stay alive by my side. Only then will you have a chance."

Elisea looked at him incredulously, convinced he had lost his mind. Who in their right mind would want their assassin nearby?

Sensing the confusion in Elisea's eyes, Jonas longed to press her against him once more. But he refrained, not wanting to scare away the girl who had finally reappeared in his life. He locked eyes with Elisea, a playful smile in his gaze. "Ellie, I'm giving you one month. You get your chance to kill me."