Chapter 782

"Gambling?"

"I said we're going to Las Vegas for fun."

"That means gambling."

"..."

"You are not allowed to go!"

"Why am I wasting my breath on you? I'm hanging up!"

"Do you believe I'll bring Kristin to Las Vegas to find you and cry right next to you?"

Marico thought about it. Natalie might actually do that. He ground his teeth, fighting the urge to rush over to her and...

"I'm coming to find you," he said abruptly.

"I'm filming."

"I'm coming to find you."

"I don't have time for you. I have a night shoot tonight."

"If you don't let me come, I'm going to Las Vegas."

"You!" Natalie muttered a few quiet curses. "Just come. I'll have my assistant take you to the hotel. Later..."

Before she could finish, Marico hung up.

It was a two-hour drive from the city to Grand View Studios. He arrived past nine o'clock at night. Natalie's assistant, Annabelle, was waiting at the entrance to take him to the hotel.

"I'm going in to find her." Ignoring Annabelle's protests, Marico walked straight onto the premises.

He found the set just as Natalie finished a scene and was heading to the dressing room to change.

"Huh, how did you get in? Didn't I tell..."

Before Natalie could finish, Marico grabbed her arm and shoved her into an

adjacent breakroom. It was empty. He pinned her against the door, leaning down to capture her lips.

Natalie was stunned and quickly pushed at his chest.

"Marico, let go... mmm..."

Marico hugged her tightly, kissing her with an urgent desperation while roughly tugging at her costume. The moment he touched her warm skin, he let out a long breath, like a dying man finding salvation.

Furious, Natalie bit his lip. He finally pulled back slightly but kept his forehead resting against hers.

"You wouldn't let me go to Las Vegas, you made me come find you."

"I agreed to let you come, I didn't tell

you to..."

"You tell a man to come find you in the middle of the night, what else would we do?"

"No, you insisted on coming!"

"I could also go to Las Vegas."

"You!"

Marico kissed her again. It was still desperate, but much gentler this time.

Natalie couldn't push him away and

had nowhere to hide. Seeing her costume on the verge of tearing under his hands, tears of shee frustration welled up in her eyes.

"Don't cry, I'll be gentle."

He kissed her eyes, coaxing her into cooperating as he slipped the costume off without ruining it. Layer by layer, his kisses trailed, Downward, shifting from predatory to a tender, pleading affection.

"This is a breakroom. Someone could walk in at any second. Marico, are you trying

to humiliate me to death here?" Natalie asked, tears finally falling.

"No one will come."

"You don't care about my feelings at all, and you don't respect me."

"I said no one will come."

He continued kissing her, moving lower and lower. Natalie's face flushed crimson, and her hands against him seemed to lose all their strength.

A smirk played on his lips as he pulled her back into his arms, kissing her again.

"I'll go to the hotel and wait for you, okay?"

"No."

"Then we do it right here."

"Marico!"

"Then say okay."

Voices sounded from outside, heading in their direction. Panic seized Natalie. "Okay! Now hurry up and leave!"

Marico chuckled, gave her one last

punishing bite on the lip, and let her go. However he didn't leave.

immediately, instead helping her put

her clothes back on.

"You've got 'a man ravaged me' written all over your forehead right now. Wait a bit

before you go out!"