My fiancé is waiting for me, and your fiancée must be searching for you everywhere.

Natalie's POV

Rafael stared into my eyes, waiting for my reply, playfully brushing his fingertips against my swollen lips.

I resented being under his mercy. Not after I decided to get rid of him. Not after I decided to be stronger.

I met his gaze and offered a faint smile, he raised an eyebrow, thinking I agreed with his provocative query. However, while still locked in his stare, I swiftly raised my knee and delivered a forceful blow between his legs.

He released my hands and exclaimed painfully, "What the fuck, Natalie?”

“You need to be more cautious with your actions around me in the future.” I taunted him, disregarding the voice of sanity and logic urging me to flee.

He regained his composure quicker than I anticipated. Tilting his head to the side, he narrowed his eyes and gently grasped my chin between his large fingers, he said, “Something different about you! I wasn't really going to do this right here. I was just teasing you!”

I don't know where I found the courage, but I pre