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Chapter 14
Chapter 14
Chapter 14 I Wish You A Long And Peaceful Life
Maggie’s voice was soft and sweet, seemingly obedient, yet carrying an indescribable hint of provocation
Nathael narrowed his eyes, his gaze dark and dangerous.
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Ihat have the Camerons taught her after all?
“Stay away from Ericko, Nathael warned, his thin lips slightly parted. His expression carried a hint of inexplicable impatience as he reached up to loosen his tic.
Maggie calmly observed his expression, blinked her eyes, and couldn’t help but ask, “Why?”
Nathael chuckled coldly, showing no intention to explain, and his gaze became even more obscure.
In defiance, Maggie seemed fearless.
She leaned in a bit closer, her fair face just a few millimeters away from his cold and handsome one. Then, she whispered. “Nathael, are you jealous?”
Nathael tensed all over, able to distinctly smell the pleasant fragrance emanating from her.
The moment her words fell, Nathael’s pupils darkened a bit more. In the next instant, he grabbed hold of Maggie’s arm and pulled her onto his lap.
His other hand pinched her slender waist, pressing her into his embrace. The hand on her chin forced her delicate lips to meet his fiercely.
In the moment of their moist and tender connection, with lips pressed together, Maggie was completely stunned.
Then, without waiting for her to react, he forcefully pried open her lips, launching into a wild invasion, the taste rich and smooth.
Maggie’s mind went blank, her entire body stiffening, her waistline taut.
The gorgeous black evening gown, piled up beneath her due to its excessive length, exposed a hint of enticing allure around the chest area as the fabric had slipped down a bit, further accentuating her beauty.
His kiss, vigorous and wild, felt like a blazing fire intending to consume her entirely, resembling a torrential downpour that soaked her soul.
Before long, Nathael pulled down the partition inside the car, flipped over, and pressed her beneath him.
“Nath…”
Maggie came to her senses, her thoughts fragmented. She couldn’t help but speak, but her words were interrupted by his low, hoarse voice. “You really have a lot of courage!”
Did she find teasing him amusing?
“Really?”
Nathael spoke in a low voice, but his actions didn’t cease. His scalding hand slid under the skirt, gliding over the delicate and soft skin, and then abruptly paused.
Maggie trembled lightly, her reddened eyes slightly upturned, carrying some pitiful and seductive meaning.
Maggie spoke without restraint, feeling helpless and on the verge of tears.
In the previous life, Nathael was not like this!
He clearly has always been a restrained old pervert!
“What is it?” He lightly kissed her earlobe, and all restraint seemed almost fragile under her teasing.
Warm breath scattered around her ear, and the ticklish sensation made Maggie want to escape. Her whole body went limp in his palm.
It’s… you and Ericko are in love, deeply connected? I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have interfered in your relationship!”
“I won’t do it again, and I won’t dare! I’ll keep my distance from Ericko in the future! We only have a pure friendship!”
Maggie’s mind was in chaos. Her whole body was burning, and at that moment, she just wanted to escape this predicament. She had no idea what else to say in her confused state.
The movement of Nathael’s hand slightly paused, and he chuckled with amusement.
He lightly nibbled on her earlobe and whispered, “Maggie, do you want to die?”
The sudden surge of warmth made her shiver/and her whole body couldn’t help but tremble.
She instinctively reached out and hugged him back, her eyelashes trembling, on the verge of tears.
Clearly, in her past life, Nathacl had never shown such affection towards her. How is it that now he seems like a completely different person?
If she had known he would act this way, she would have definitely behaved more modestly.
Sigh…
The lights outside the window gradually became blurred, and the temperature inside the car rose. Maggie was frightened to the point where fears welled up in her eyes, especially when she felt his fingers.
“No, please don’t!”
Her voice trembled, and she looked at him with a choked–up expression.
“What is it that you don’t want?” His voice was hoarse, and his eyes were dark and unclear, filled with uncontrollable decire
“I won’t dare anymore. I know I was wrong!”
“I will keep my distance from Ericko!”
She could only surrender, feeling an inexplicable discomfort that shocked and frightened her. Her fair cheeks blushed with embarrassment, a mix of shyness and annoyance.
Nathael narrowed his eyes, staring at her for quite some time.
The woman’s eyes were moist, expressing a mixture of anger and embarrassment. She appeared both daring and speechless, like a fully bloomed rose, exuding an indescribable allure.
Nathael forced himself to suppress his surging desires and refrained from touching her.
After a while, he slowly got up, took out a tissue leisurely, and gently wiped his damp fingers. In a low voice, he said. “Remember what you said.”
Maggie flustered, avoided eye contact, and got up from the chair, her face burning with embarrassment.
She turned her head to look out the window, feeling angry and annoyed, not wanting to look at him at all!
Jerk!
He was bullying her!
In her previous life, he had always silently protected her. How could he behave like this now?
Nathael’s eyes were deep. He remained silent, but his emotions didn’t seem too good either.
He took a cigarette from the pack, placed it in his mouth, thought about lighting it, seemed to realize something, then stopped and put the cigarette back into the pack.
He had lost control.
From the moment he saw her chatting happily with Ericko to his later actions towards her.
Now, she must despise him even more, right?
Nathael lowered his gaze, concealing the self–mockery in his eyes.
Even if she felt repulsed, at least there was a place for him in her heart.
Perhaps, from time to time, she would also remember his presence.
“What do you want now?” The man’s low and husky voice echoed in the car, still carrying a hint of lingering ambiguity, faintly suggesting a trace of indulgence and tenderness.
Maggie stared at him for a few seconds, unable to resist turning her head to look at him.
He was immersed in the interplay of light and shadow, and his cold and handsome face gained a hint of warmth.
ʼn that moment her heart skinned a hear
Somehow, it made Maggie feel a twinge of bitterness.
Sensing her gaze, Nathael raised his eyes to meet hers. In that moment of eye contact, his profound gaze seemed to be filled with turbulent emotions, yet there was a trace of gentle tenderness.
She rubbed her eyes, wiping away the almost imperceptible hint of moisture, and composed herself.
She smiled brightly at Nathael. In that moment, the whole room seemed to be filled with splendor, as dazzling as a blooming flower in the night, enchanting and alluring, exuding a captivating charm.
Maggie looked directly at him, smiling gently, and said earnestly, word by word, “I wish you a long life, a hundred years of peace, happiness, smooth sailing, and all your wishes come true.”