Natasha started feeling extremely hot. Her throat was parched and her back was drenched in sweat. She initially thought it was because of the crowd. She went to look for Nia on the dance floor, ignoring the discomfort. But her uneasiness grew with time.Her cheeks were flushed and hot. As the heat rose, her desire spiked. Tingling crawled throughout her body. She let out a throaty moan whenever someone collided with her and desired to lean on that person.Her already flushed face turned redder in embarrassment.‘What is happening to me? How can I feel this way?’Surging hormones were almost blurring her thoughts. But she knew, at the very least, that something was not right with her. She had to escape from here as soon as possible.She hugged herself and walked down the dance floor without stumbling. With her head down, she rushed out of the bar and into the restroom. She didn’t notice someone’s sharp gaze following her.Sean owned this bar, but only his close ones knew about it. He o
Natasha bit her fingertips even harder and curled her toes. She wondered why this guy was questioning her. She was struggling to deal with the rising heat. Shouldn’t he help her or drop her off at home instead of yelling at her?She wanted to ask him for assistance, but the last of her sanity kept her from doing so. She believed she would find some way to quench the fire of desire once she got home. She clenched her thighs even tighter to stop the tingling sensations down there.Sean glanced at her while driving. He grew irritated when he didn’t get her response. He parked the car on the roadside and leaned over to her."I am asking you something," he grumbled, his gaze roving over her flushed face.Natasha stared into his dark green eyes. He was so close that she could feel his breath. His smell of fresh citrus awakened her senses to the point that she could barely contain herself from hugging him."Help me… mm…" she finally said those words, her voice just above a whisper.There was
The next morning…"Yes, send the footage to me immediately. Don’t let any of the staff take a leave today. I will question them on my own." A male voice inside the room disturbed Natasha’s sleep.She rolled to her side and slowly opened her eyes.An overwhelming headache forced her to close her eyes back. It felt like someone was splitting her skull open. She winched and pressed her brow."I need her phone call details, too," the man continued to say.Natasha opened her eyes with a squint and saw a tall figure standing beside a window, a towel wrapped around his waist. Only his broad bare back was visible.Natasha’s vision was blurry. She frequently blinked to get a clear view, wondering who this man was and why he was in her room.Room…The curtain appeared to be different from the one in her room. She gradually started to remember the phone call she had received last night.She had been looking for Nia at the bar when she suddenly became sick. She also remembered a man dragging her
When Natasha returned home, she couldn’t find Jack. All she found was a note from him on the dining table.‘Mommy, where have you gone without informing me? I was so worried when I didn’t see you in the morning. I hope you are fine. It’s getting late now. I'm off to school.’Natasha sagged on a chair, pressing the note against her chest. She couldn’t hold back her tears. She always despised herself for not being able to fulfill his wishes. She eventually became an irresponsible mother who left her six-year-old son alone at home.She regretted going to the bar. If she hadn't gone there, nothing would have happened the way it did last night."I am so sorry, Jack. It won’t happen again." She sobbed with her head bowed, her elbows on the table.She then suddenly remembered Nia."Nia…" She instantly stopped crying and pulled her phone out of her purse.She phoned her.The ring went on and on, but Nia didn’t answer the call. It made Natasha even more worried. She dialed her uncle’s number.
Johnson began to swing left and right even more, constantly tapping his hand on his chest. A layer of sweat covered his face and neck. He remembered her having a pastry with a boy. This recollection made him restless. He wanted to hug her and ask her to love him the way he loved that boy. He couldn’t say a word, though, because of his anxiety.Natasha swallowed down her uneasiness. She was more worried about him. Looking at his pale face, she was sure that he had some discomfort."Honey, why are you so pale?" she asked, holding his shoulders. "Are you not feeling well?"Johnson shoved her away and ran into the hall.Natasha sprang to her feet and stretched out her hand to call him. She quieted down in the end. She didn’t know his name. An unbearable pain gripped her heart. She was sorry for the child. She wanted to go after him and see if he was okay. At this point, she came to the realization that the boy wouldn’t be alone here. He could have come with an elder.What if he had come w
Amber’s face was ghastly pale when she saw Natasha. She recognized her as she had seen her photo in the file.The world seemed so small.She had never imagined, even in her wildest dream, that Natasha would become the heroine of the Picmotion drama series. She was afraid that Natasha would seduce Sean.The Watson family wouldn’t have asked Sean to opt for surrogacy to have a child if it were not for the fact that she couldn’t get pregnant. If the situation were not like that, Natasha would never have had the chance to get close to Sean, not to mention carrying his child.Amber was under treatment ever since. Sadly, Sean had not touched her in the past six years.She grew increasingly restless. She was afraid that Sean would bring Natasha home and kick her out of his life.The fear in her mind transformed into rage quickly. She kept glaring at Natasha. If fierce gazes could burn someone, Natasha would have turned into ash by now.Oblivious to Amber’s scorching gaze, Natasha directed he
Sean was shocked to see a boy who resembled his son. His grip around her slackened.Their height, their facial features, eye color, and even their temperament were the same.Sean gaped at him, speechless, not even batting his eyelashes. He couldn’t even say if he was breathing. He felt like lightning had struck him. Time and space seemed to be frozen.The baby he assumed was dead was still alive! And she, Natasha, took him away and hid him for six years!‘How dare she hide my son from me?’The shock quickly transformed into rage. He directed his fiery gaze at Natasha and snapped, "You… How dare you keep my son away from me? How could you?"Natasha trembled under his burning gaze. She stepped back, her chest swelled and deflated quickly. Her lower lip quivered as she tried to say something. But her voice didn’t come out of her throat."Mommy, who is this man? Why is he yelling at you?"Natasha’s heart dropped to her stomach at Jack’s question. She was not sure whether to tell him the t
Sean walked around the private chamber, glancing at Nia disdainfully. He took his seat on a single sofa with his right elbow on the armrest and one leg crossed over the other. He exuded an aura of authority and power that made those around him tremble in fear.Nia stared at him, mouth agape. She had heard a lot about how arrogant the producer, Sean Watson, was, but never knew that he was so intimidating.Sean Watson was not only the producer of the drama series. He was the owner of Picmotion as well. He owned The Crescent, a hotel and resort chain with branches all over East Asia. He also invested in several large- and small-scale businesses.Nia wondered how she caught the attention of such an influential man.Was he interested in her? Did he intend to give her a big break?She grew excited as soon as this thought crossed her mind. She would like to do anything to please him to get a big role in one of the Picmotion drama series or movies. Furthermore, Sean was a handsome man, the de