A Cue for Happiness

Natalie was forced into the car. Amidst her shock, she was about to swing back in retaliation, but the other party moved faster.

Her arm was firmly locked in place by the man. His searing hot breath grazed right past her ear, and she could feel his lips making brief contact with it.

“Let go of me! What kind of pathetic man are you, having to resort to kidnapping?” Natalie taunted. The more she tried to escape, the tighter his grip grew. The gap between her back and his chest was slowly closing.

His voice was magnetic, and his deep laughter brushed past her ear. “Are you questioning my manhood? Would you like to check for yourself?”

“How am I supposed to do that when you’ve restrained my hands?” Natalie rolled her eyes.

He couldn’t deny that, and let go of her arms.

Within the next second, she spun around and swung her fist toward him. However, he caught it easily. While grabbing onto her fist, he pulled her to his side, and the distance between them once again grew smaller.

“You’ve got quite the attitude,” he commented.

She looked up at him with a fierce gaze.

His features were profound and unsurpassed. They were simply perfect, without any flaws to pick at. His gaze was icy and unfathomable, with eyes deep like an ocean. The mole below his right eye only added to his elegant demeanor.

intentions were revealed on his cold face. Everything about him was just

the past twenty-five years of her life, Natalie had met many attractive men. Despite that, the man in front of her was the pinnacle

as he stared at the dazed

Ms. Nichols. However, you kept rejecting me, so I had no choice but to do this in order for us

moment Natalie heard that name, she

as possible to the car door. She clearly had her guard up against him. “I don’t even know you. Are you

common was the fact that they wanted to get with him. However, the woman in front of him was the only one whose

a stunner, but he found interest in her clear

way over. On the other hand, Natalie was frantically backing up until there was nowhere else to run. There was a needle hidden in her hand, which she had behind her back. If he were to get any closer, she would stab him right in

suddenly stopped. His hand made its way over to her back and snatched

“Hey!” she protested.

him

I’m Sophia Bowers’ father. I’m only inviting you out for a meal as

little girl with aphasia from the airport the moment

but smile as she thought about Sophia, and her

stared at her. She had a plain face, but her