Chapter 788

"Who are you talking about!"

Marico threw the item right back. Seeing him dare to throw it, Natalie charged over, trying to shove it down his pants.

"Damn it, you're crossing the line!"

"Don't you love this stuff? Why don't you try it on for me?"

"Get lost! I told you I'm not into that!"

"Who are you kidding? You probably love wearing it in secret."

"I told you I've never worn it!"

Unable to explain himself, Marico furiously flipped Natalie onto the sofa, pinned her down, and bit her chin.

"Ouch, that hurts!" Natalie smacked his face.

Marico grew even more irritated. "You actually slapped me!"

He pinched her waist a few times. Whether from pain or ticklishness, Natalie quickly squirmed to escape. With their bodies pressed tight against each other, Marico's breathing soon grew heavy.

"Stop moving."

Sensing the shift, Natalie pushed at him. "Let me go."

Marico stared at her with red-rimmed eyes. "Are you doing this on purpose?"

"I didn't do anything!"

Marico couldn't help leaning in closer. Just as his lips were about to brush against hers, Natalie turned her head away. He buried his face in her cheek, inhaling her scent deeply, completely addicted.

"What body wash do you use? Why do you smell so good?"

"You're crushing me."

"You know how much I want this, don't you?"

"Am I just one of those women?"

"Natalie!"

"Get off!"

Marico took another deep breath before reluctantly letting her go. This flower was certainly mesmerizing but giving up the entire forest for one flower was a terrible a temble deal no matter how he calculated it. He wasn't going to make a massive mistake just for a moment of pleasure.

Natalie gave him a vicious kick. Knowing he was in the wrong, Marico took it without fighting back and obediently went back to cleaning.

After finishing Kristin's bedroom, Natalie walked out, only to see a woman strolling right into the apartment. She wore a miniskirt, had short hair, flaunted a seductive

figure, and scanned the place like she owned it.

Spotting Natalie, the woman was equally startled.

"Who are you?"

Natalie blinked. "Who are you?"

The woman looked closer. "I recognize you. You're that actress, what's-your-name!"

Natalie glanced toward the front door. The woman must have entered the passcode herself. She was about to call Marico out to handle it when the woman sneered.

"He's got some serious game, even managing to drag a famous actress into bed."

Natalie's face darkened. "Marico is inside. I'll go get him so you can talk to him." "Then you'll need to leave first."

"Why should I leave?"

"Because we have things to do, not just talk. You get what I mean, right?"

Of course Natalie understood, but

she wasn't going to waste her

breath on this woman, so she continued toward the master

bedroom. To her surprise, the

woman darted past heng

inside while waving back,

dismissively.

"Honey, we play pretty rough. At your age, you should take better care of your body and mind your own business."

Natalie's chest tightened with rage. This was the first time anyone had called her

old.

The woman strutted into the

swallow the insult, Natalie na

bedroom triumphantly. Refusing to

in right behind her. Inside, the woman had already thrown herself into Marco's arms, doing everything in her power to seduce him.

"Master Stapleton, who is that older woman out there? Your new toy? I won't allow

it, I'm your only baby!"