The next day, when Natalie woke up, she opened her eyes only to see the bright sunlight outside the window and checked the ti. It was already noon.
Just as she tried to move, she found her entire body ached everywhere. She groaned in pain. That monster of a man didn’t even give the leverage of being a first-tir. I wonder where he got that unending stamina from. I am truly done for.
"What are you frowning about?" She heard the voice and looked at the man in a suit, who was standing at the door, observing her reaction intently. "Shall I take it as I left you unsatisfied last night?"
She narrowed her eyes at him. "Do you really think so?"
He walked toward the bed, a light smirk gracing his lips. "I know I can never underperform in anything I do. I am sure you are considering yourself truly lucky to have such an over-efficient husband who can keep you screaming the entire night."
"Yeah, I would be lucky if you wouldn’t kill with your over-efficiency," she replied sarcastically, trying to get up in bed.
Justin sat at the edge of the bed and helped her sit. "That won’t happen. I care for you more than my own life."
"I doubt it after what you did the entire night," she mumbled.
"That won’t kill you, I guarantee," he replied, his tone serious. "Soon you will get used to it and enjoy it as much as I do. Well, to think, you did enjoy it very much."
She slapped his hand away, which held hers to help her sit. "Can you be less shaless once in a while for a change?"
He t her gaze with utter confidence. "We did the most shaless things last night. Nothing to be shy about now."
She sighed inwardly. There was no winning an argunt against him. "Alright! I need to freshen up. Give a side."
Justin stood up from the bed but carried her in his arms as he pushed away the sheets covering her.
"What are you doing?" she exclaid.
"I don’t think you can walk comfortably," he replied and walked toward the bathroom.
"And whose fault is it?"
"That’s why it’s ti to make up for it. I will let you soak in warm water so you can feel better and ready for it again."
"Don’t even think about it."
"I have already thought about it."
"Let go."
"Not a chance."
Their voices died down behind the closed bathroom door.
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After half an hour, Natalie was finally back in the room. The hot water soak made her feel better. She was almost scared to death that Justin was going to do sothing, but he showed rcy on her and let her enjoy the soak.
Lunch was already prepared for her, everything she preferred.
Sitting next to her, Justin watched her eating faster, stuffing food like a hungry ghost.
He patted her back gently. "Eat slowly."
"I am starving," she replied in a complaining tone as if it was his fault.
"I just don’t want you to choke," he replied and passed her a aningful gaze. "If you want, I can give you a chance to be choked on sothing else—sothing better, more satisfying..."
Cough! Cough!
Justin passed her water. "This is what I ant."
She had a few sips of water, her moist eyes glaring at him. "If you shut your mouth from saying anything lewd, I can eat just fine."
"Lewd?" He raised a brow. "What did I even say?"
"Don’t act innocent. I know what you an. I am not a kid."
"After last night, I can’t ever dare call you a kid."
She stuffed a piece of at in his mouth and warned, "Eat quietly."
As it was noon, Natalie was curious to know if there was any news about the Ford Group after yesterday’s incident. As she sat in front of the TV and turned on the news channel, there was news, as expected, which didn’t shock her at all.
The Ford Group had made a statent, representing Sephina Ford’s stand on the incident during the board eting.
Sephina Ford had declared that Jay Ford would always be her son, and their relationship as mother and son was not dependent on being related by blood. As her only son, his rights over the Ford family and the Ford Group would remain the sa. As a gesture of sincerity, she had transferred part of her shares to Jay Ford, who now held more shares than Sephina Ford herself.
"What an arrogant woman," Natalie mumbled. "She will soon call for her own doom."
"You seem to have already predicted this," Justin comnted.
"Though we never had a good relationship, I can say I know her better than she knows herself," Natalie replied. "She hates my mother not just for her guts and overshadowing her son, but she thinks my mother betrayed her son. No wonder she hated this much—to the extent of offering to the human traffickers in Xyros City."
Justin looked at her. "You have yet to tell about how you ended up with human traffickers and your life after that."
She sighed lazily. "It’s nothing that I want to rember."
"I will wait for the day when you want to tell ," he said, and both of them paid attention to the other news being played. The news from Belvorn.
The news explained the attack on the Belvorn royal family the day before and how Garwin Everthorn was seriously injured.
"This might make you feel better," Justin comnted.
She turned her head to look at him. "Are you behind all this?"
He raised a brow. "What do you think?"
She rolled her eyes. "You should leave them for . I told you not to ddle in my matters. I can handle it."
"I didn’t an to ddle. But if they hurt my people, you can’t expect not to retaliate. That won’t happen," he replied as if he had done the most righteous thing.
"Your people? I guess you are referring to your brother, as I am not the one who was hard," she teased. "Finally, you acknowledge him as your brother."
"He protected you by not letting you marry Ivan Brown, so I need to repay him for that."
"You are good at making up excuses." She scoffed and said, "When are you going to let et him so I can thank him personally for that?"
"Just look at and say thank you. We look alike, so it doesn’t make a difference who you show your gratitude to."
"Or you just don’t want to et him because he looks like you," she raised a brow. "You don’t want soone else to be as handso as you in my eyes, right? You want to be invincible."
Justin didn’t reply but said as he leisurely leaned back on the sofa, "Seems like it’s ti to give my brother a different face."
Natalie turned to face him entirely, disbelief written on her face. "Are you for real?"
"What do you think?" He asked sounding serious.
"You are such a narcissist, Justin," she huffed and looked away. "Alright, I won’t et him."
He smirked playfully, seeing her act like a naive girl. It was easy to scare her sotis.
"Preparations for you to leave for Belvorn have been made," he inford her.
"It’s already ti?" she asked.
He humd. "You are leaving tomorrow morning."
She slumped back on the couch. "No peace for at all."
He pulled her into his arms, his face closer to hers. "Want to make you forget it all again?"
She understood the aning and tried to push him away. "No need... I am fine..."
"But I am not. Won’t I be a bad husband if I let you suffer with so annoying thoughts?" he said and pressed her onto that lavish sofa.
"Justin... we are outside..." She tried to protest, but her voice was buried in the fiery kiss.
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