From Divorce To Dominance (Natalie Xavier)

Chapter 106

Natalie felt flattered by the teasing words, knowing they were meant to please her. As a mature woman, it was natural for her to appreciate and be attracted to men. Despite the man's greasy, he had a good physique that could still captivate her.

Being single, she thought it wasn't unreasonable to take a look, especially since he had to show her. She reasoned that she wasn't responsible for his actions.

But

t she couldn't reply directly to what he wanted to show.

It would mean he was leading her by the nose.

However, she hesitate

d to express her interest for fear of appearing too eager.

Natalie narrowed her eyes and smiled coyly.

A minute later, Darren received a WhatsApp notification.

He picked up his phone.

He had expected her to specify what she wanted to see, but she surprised him by being evasive. Natalie: [Whatever, send it or not.]

Darren laughed. Watalie had played her cards well. He asked if she wanted to see other parts, pretending to give her control, but he was testing her interest in him.

This

No matter how she responded, it suggested she was interested in him. But she was sharp, throwing the question back at him with a simple "whatever." It meant if he sent it, she would look. If not, she wouldn't care. That's a classic player move, noncommittal and detached! girl's got a a game. How could she not? He used to to worry

she'd be easily tricked by bad guys, but now it seemed she wasn't such a pushover. Darren set a trap but didn't catch her, which was quite surprising. After a brief pause, he sent another message. Lift Weights for an Hour Every Day: [If you can advance in the next public performance, I'll show you something good then.]

Playing mind games, who wouldn't? She told him to do whatever he wanted, so he gave her one in return. Not only did he show that he was watching her program and paying close attention to her, but he also set up the next chat and even hinted at the content of their future conversation, making her feel intrigued.

Darren knew how to be charming but couldn't be bothered to make the effort.

But this time, he was putting effort into winning over Natalie, unlike his usual laid-back approach. But after waiting five minutes, there was still no reply.

to be ignored. Who wouldn't be annoyed? Frustrated, he sent three messages in quick succession to regain her attention.

on the program with Lift Weights for an

with you.]

II want to replace

me. Don't let him seduce you.] Lift Weights for an Hour Every Day:

someone else? Are their abs better

man's messages filled with jealousy and dominance. She found it oddly endearing and

initially intended to ignore him, she found herself replying. Queen Natalie: I'm

r response, Darren felt felt

home and showering, he noticed her last message still lingered

her time. He sent a few more messages, hoping to spark a

glanced at the last photo he impulsively sent, feeling a mix of invitation and regret, but since two minutes had passed, and he ultimately gave up. Forgot it. Natalie

to go straight to bed, completely forgetting

time she remembered, she was already in Sweet Love's live broadcasting

inspiration to write a tune, she pulled out her phone to play. She quickly saw the unread messages from the greasy man, the last of which was a picture. Natalie's e's eyes

Every Day: [Have you done with your

Weights for an Hour Every Day: II'm already waiting for

Day: [Picture]

Hour Every showing a dimly lit room where the man was partially

The images were provocative,

leg was exposed, sler slender, and strong, hinting at

was tawdry yet elegant, exuding

legs, noting their strength and

her memory, only Darren's I en's legs could

Thinking

of Darren

remember that filled with confusion and desire, her

a flood. Natalie put away her phone and immersed herself in her work. She was so focused that she didn't notice when Leon

Leon didn't disturb

focused until the live

her and Leon, found the atmosphere earnest

look up, engrossed in

they argue? No way! My favorite couple can't

writing? I