Chapter 595 His Balls Hurt
When the waitress left the lounge and saw that there was no one outside, she whipped out a key from her pocket and locked the door from the outside.
Meanwhile, Natalie was using the towel to wipe the champagne stains off her body.
She stretched her arms to the back, wanting to pull the zip of her dress down. However, the zip seemed to be entangled with her hair—she could not zip it down no matter what.
Hence, Natalie walked to the mirror, wanting to unzip her dress in front of it.
However, she had just unzipped a small portion when a man walked out from the screen. He went toward her and said softly, “Natalie, your dress is wet. Do you want me to take it off for you?”
Natalie’s eyes widened as she spun around and glared at Martin.
“Why are you here?” demanded Natalie frostily.
“If I’m here, it means that we are fated.” Martin crossed his hands behind his back and winked at her. “Since you can’t unzip your dress and it’s only both of us here, why don’t I help you out?”
Martin was extremely arrogant and thought that what happened in the garden was merely an accident. There was no woman in the world who could resist his charm.
As long as he took off her clothes and lead her to the bed…
No matter how high and mighty Natalie was, he had a way to make her fall into his arms willingly.
“It’s you!”
When Natalie met Martin’s gaze, she suddenly realized that this was all part of his trap. He made her spill the drinks and instructed the waitress to bring her to the room, where he had already been hiding behind the screen.
This was the simplest, yet most effective way of tricking her there.
Martin walked closer to her. “Natalie, don’t resist me like that. Don’t worry, I’ll make you very comfortable.”
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