When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 471

Chapter 471 Succumbing To Her Threats
Nathaniel tightened his grip on her, as though he wanted to meld them into one.

No matter what she did, Cecilia couldn't free herself from his grasp. Her body was burning up, and in her desperation, she yelled, “Nathaniel, let go!”

Nathaniel's throat tightened, but he was unwilling to let go.

“Let's sleep together tonight,” he proposed.

His fervent breaths fell upon her ear, causing it to flush a deep red.

Nathaniel gently lifted her with his strong hands, effortlessly placing her on the bed.

“Don't do this—”

Before Cecilia could finish speaking, an urgent voice called from the doorway, “Mommy, Mommy!” It was Elliot.

Nathaniel's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Cecilia attempted to rise, but the weight of Nathaniel was like a massive mountain, immovable no matter how much she tried.

“Nathaniel, hurry up and move!” Cecilia lowered her voice and hissed.

Nathaniel didn't pay any attention to her. Instead, he turned back and looked toward the direction of the door, shouting, “She's asleep now; come find her tomorrow.”

Elliot stood at the door, seemingly frozen in place for a moment before he began knocking with increased force.

“You scoundrel, give me back my mommy! Waa! Mommy! Mommy...”

He couldn't bear to let his mother be bullied by his sc*mbag father right under his own watch.

Upon hearing Elliot's cries, Cecilia couldn't distinguish whether they were genuine or fake. Immediately, she was overcome with worry and impulsively bit down on Nathaniel's sturdy shoulder.

Nathaniel winced in pain, drawing in a sharp breath. Regardless, he didn't move away. Instead, he held her even tighter.

“Be good, listen to me, and stay with me tonight, and from now on, I'll listen to whatever you say.”

Cecilia was unwilling and bit down even harder.

Nathaniel let out a grunt of pain.

Outside the door, Elliot was still rattling on. “You meanie, if you don't hand over my mommy, I'm calling the police!”

Cecilia tasted the metallic tang of blood in her mouth, briefly slackening her jaw before speaking again.