The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 983

The moment Samuel sensed her soft body in his arms, he could feel all the blood in his body boiling.

The darkness of the room only made his other senses even keener.

Although he could not see the look Natalie had at that moment, his brain was already providing him with all kinds of fantasies, just with the feeling of the woman in his arms. In fact, his blood was already singing for more.

Samuel dared not move.

If he did, he was sure that he would be the one suffering, not Natalie.

The people around them were either screaming or searching for clues on the ground; no one noticed the two in the corner.

Natalie felt as if she was hugging a statue that was heating up, for the man in her arms was hot and stiff. If she could not hear his racing heartbeat, she would have doubted her guess.

He's still trying to fool me at this point? How much of an idiot am I to him? How easily does he think it is to trick me? Why must I be the one to suffer while he hides in the shadows like this?

Not wanting to admit defeat just like that, Natalie continued to whisper to him, “What's going on, Jerome? I asked you to hug me, so why aren't you hugging me?”

The moment Samuel heard her whines, the jealousy in him destroyed his cage of rationality. He raised his arms and hugged her tightly.

How can a game like this frighten her? Is she.. responding to Jerome's courtship?

Samuel thought that everything was within his control, for he had assumed he knew Natalie well enough. Yet, he was losing all of his calmness in the dark escape room.

His eyes narrowed as the flames of jealousy burned in them. However, he was holding Natalie tighter and tighter as if he was trying to knead her into his body to become one with her.

emerged in Natalie's

keeping silent in the dark to conceal his

be that domineering toward her. There was no one else in the

Natalie still felt that

approach me by pretending to be Jerome but doesn't want

me too tightly! I can't breathe! Jerome, you're always training in the army, and you really have a good figure. Jerome, even if I have to stay here, there's nothing for me to fear with you around.

cries for Jerome were burning their way into Samuel's heart. It felt as if Samuel was being roasted over

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