The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 905

“What are you doing here?” Natalie's eyes widened in shock. “Did you send someone to knock me unconsciousness and bring me here?”

Behind the mask, Samuel was taking the chance to admire the beautiful face before him.

He knew exactly how beautiful Natalie was, but she still took his breath away. The bunny ears on her head were fluffy, and she wore a short dress that outlined her slender figure.

The design of her outfit seemed to feed some kinky fetish. However, one could not deny that her porcelain white skin, dark orbs, and cherry-red lips made her look like an innocent rabbit waiting for a hunter to pounce on her.

Regardless, he did not give in to his lust. Instead, his gaze hardened, and he shot lasers from his eyes.

He moved closer to the woman in bed and tried to imitate Xander's voice. “There are many ways I could bring you here, and I won't have to resort to such stupid means.”

Natalie thought about it and knew that the man did not lie to her.

Xander had saved her twice before. Therefore, even if he lied that he was sick or injured, she would drop everything to rush to his side at once. He did not have to go through that trouble to get her here.

“What are you doing here?” Natalie's eyes widened in shock. “Did you send someone to knock me unconsciousness and bring me here?”

Now that she had met Xander again, she wondered if he had saved her this time.

slightly uncertain.

Natalie at once. Instead, his masculine figure moved closer

met the man's gaze. Although he wore a silver

“Thank you.”

the man's chest, trying to widen the distance between them. However, he

spat, “There are many other ways I can repay your kindness, and there is no need to do this the traditional way where I give myself up to you.

“Hey.”

Natalie hummed

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