The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 162

Chapter 162 

Natalie‘s heart skipped a beat. 

Just as she continued to stay rooted on the ground, Samuel pulled her toward him. 

Before she could struggle out of his grip, her shirt was unbuttoned one by one by him, revealing her snow–white skin and stimulating Samuel‘s senses. 

His deep, dark eyes looked at her with burning desire as his fingers continued their work at unbuttoning her shirt. 

Natalie‘s mind went blank for a moment before she snapped, “Samuel, you p*nk!” 

“Yes,” the man answered in a deep tone of voice. 

She thought that he was going to force himself on her. However, she was then flipped over, her back facing him. 

Samuel lightly stroked the wounds on her back. 

One appeared to be a faint line while the other bruised badly. 

This should be the one caused by the blow which Gavin said Grandpa used all his might. 

fingers felt rough and warm against her back, and Natalie could not help but shiver at his touch.

hoarse voice. “Franklin is my grandpa‘s great–grandson. He would never truly hurt Franklin. What were you thinking? Trying to

against the cold, hard

of the humiliating position she was in as Samuel examined her wounds, Natalie scolded angrily, “You could have told me

“No girl would act the way you do now. If I hadn‘t gotten your shirt out of the way,

 

this to me!” Natalie

ear, “I don‘t do this to anyone else; I only

of her, but she remained

down on the bed with her face down so that he could apply medication

did not want to be controlled by Samuel, so she said stubbornly, “Samuel,

 

took the ointment that Natalie had made, smeared it over her wounds, and rubbed

knew that she had high tolerance of pain, but his heart still

Samuel was concentrating on applying the ointment, Natalie started to feel

cold at the same time. She felt as if

her as the sight of her bare back

seconds ticked by, their breaths turned heavier, and things were on the brink of losing control.

broke the

Natalie heaved a sigh of relief, forgetting the current position

  1. in. 

the bed. Unbeknown to her, he was on the verge of

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