Chapter 468: Chapter 469

Chapter 469 Pliant In Every Way Imaginable Early the next day.

When Natalie awoke and wanted to arch her back, she only managed to do so halfway before she felt an ache rip through the length of her body.

To make matters worse, she bore the marks Samuel had left all over her. Raised and reddened, they were packed so closely that it was a horrific sight to lay one’s eyes upon.

“Up already?”

Bathed in the golden sheen of the morning glow, the man was casually working at the black obsidian cuffs below his wrists.

With the corner of his lips lifted a third of the way in an ambiguous smirk, he exuded an elegant detachment akin to a dominant monarch.

His comfortable and relaxed demeanor stood in stark contrast to her own physical distress.

“Samuel Bowers, you—” Deeply wrathful, Natalie picked up a pillow and hurled it in Samuel’s direction. “I was literally begging you for mercy last night so why didn’t you stop?”

Her plush-based missile attack posed no threat whatsoever to Samuel who reached out and seized the projectile firmly inside his mitts with ease.

Approaching from the side, he set one knee upon the side and cusped Natalie’s chin lightly with his slender fingers.

“Because you’ve been very disobedient.” Samuel’s gaze fixated upon Natalie from within their unfathomable depths.

Since when have I been disobedient?

When she saw that he was not in a good mood, she came upstairs to comfort him and also allowed him to kiss her the way he did in the showers. If nothing else, she had been extremely pliant in every way imaginable. So how could he still accuse her of being disobedient?

The sight of Natalie’s puzzlement prompted Samuel to expound upon his own assertion, “Next time, you are to keep your distance from Yandel and Ross. Even though they’re trusted friends of yours, they are still men...” After a brief pause, he continued, “I don’t want you getting too close to them. I... don’t like it...”

Natalie was positively taken aback when she heard that.

This came across to her as less Samuel Bowers, the overlord of Dellmoor, and more like the mad jealousy of puppy love.

“Are you jealous?” Natalie regarded Samuel’s face. “Is that why you decided to torment me last night? To punish me?”

Samuel’s aloof, chiseled face evoked a subtle flush.

“No.”

“What no? Seems to me that that’s exactly what this is about!” Natalie broke into a laugh. “Just look at you. You’re practically blushing! To think that the mighty Samuel Bowers is also capable of feeling self-conscious!”

Samuel swallowed hard at the gleeful Natalie, and the fire within his phoenix eyes died as he did.

“Still got the energy to mock me, do you?”

Samuel raised a wanton brow. He cupped Natalie’s chin with his fingers and leaned his lips in close.

“Looks like your pleading last night was all mere pretenses. Wasn’t it, Nat?”

“It was real, for sure. More genuine than silver or gold!” Natalie was in a panic. It was so real that her back was still feeling its effects in real-time!

A pity then that the man’s desire had already been aroused. He had complete disregard for her remonstrations while he melded her delectable little lips with his own.

Only after a considerable amount of time did Samuel withdraw from this extended kiss, and headed downstairs to make his way to work.

Natalie’s breath was still in a disarray from the passion the man left upon her lips.

Suddenly, a question struck her.

Why was Samuel being jealous of her proximity to Yandel and Ross out of the blue?

When she revisited the scene from the stone-gambling involving Yandel that played out before Samuel yesterday, the two of them did indeed behave intimately as part of their cover. However, she had a different mask on. Samuel was not around and could not possibly have known about that!

Impossible! It cannot be!

Natalie was in denial of that notion inside.

After she washed up, Natalie went downstairs and found Xavian. She wanted him to find a way into the stone-gambling market’s surveillance systems so that she may rid herself of the footage from yesterday outright.

“This black market’s server is very secure, Mommy,” Xavian said as his tiny fingers tapped away upon the keyboard.

“There’s no rush. You can take your time with it. Just make sure that you get that done these couple of days.”

“Roger that.”

After she gobbled up two slices of toast and downed a glass of milk, Natalie grabbed her bag and made her way out.

Today was the wrapping-up shoot for “Stay”. Since this was the very first series to be produced by Dream Entertainment, she thought that she ought to make an appearance, being the producer working behind the scenes and all!