All Chapters of The Forbidden Billionaire's Dirty Secret: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Natalie Natalie smile as she looked at the mark on her neck. It was not bothering her. It was beautiful. Theo appeared behind her and she watched him wince when his eyes landed on her mark. Even she had not winced when she had seen it. “I am sorry.” He said and pulled out the first-aid box. His teeth had drawn out blood. Natalie watched him, pulling out the antiseptic, her hands rested on the vanity, admiring his physique and wondering about his concern for her. He dipped the cotton into the antiseptic liquid and wiped off the blood. Natalie closed her eyes and pursed her lips, because it hurt. Then he applied the antiseptic and covered it with a bandage. His hands held her shoulders now as he looked at her naked form, rather than meeting her eyes. “I am sorry again.” Natalie turned to him. “Why are you sorry? For hurting me? It isn’t a big deal.” It was not a big deal. He had not done it on purpose. “Yes, I am sorry for hurting you. I wan to be the last person on the earth who

Natalie Theo was at the wheel again and Natalie sat silently beside him. It was amazing how she could enjoy the silence with him. Both of them sat there, the music was playing and Natalie wanted to be nowhere else other than with him. “Whare are we going?” She asked because they were riding for quite a while now. “You told me you wanted to have fun.” He was looking quite relaxed. “I meant the usual kind of fun, not your kind of fun.” What the hell I am saying? She thought. “And what is my kind of fun?” He asked playfully, knowing full well what he is asking. “Bending me over the nearest table or pressing me against the wall?” Natalie spoke it while fidgeting because merely talking about it to Theo made her blush. “You are right about that, but I am taking you to a place where you will have your kind of fun, Miss Greene.” He spoke and patted her thigh, sending jolts of electricity all over her. His mere gaze made her feel like she wanted to melt. His fingers were a sort of magne

NatalieThe sun was shining bright when she woke up and at the same time, all the memories from the last night railroaded her. She had them in bits and pieces, remembering them like a jigsaw puzzle, and not a full picture. Some pieces were missing.But she definitely remembered being lifted by people, eating while seated in Theodore’s lap, and the last one was very embarrassing, asking him to fuck her. She both cringed and blushed at that.She cringed because she asked him to fuck her, not that it was the first time, and blushed because, even though she was willing, but drunk, Theodore didn’t even slip in the bed. He was not cold, but he backed off. It was not something that a man of no honor would do. Only a man who loved her would do that. But did she feel anything about him even now?Hell, no!She was lost in her thoughts, when the door opened and in walked Theodore, who took her breath away. He was a tall man, and when he dressed in those lose shirts with three top buttons undone

NatalieNatalie didn’t want to listen to anything that Theodore said. She crossed her hands and gave him a clear hint that she wasn’t in a mood to talk. As they reached home, she didn’t wait for him to open the door for her, but slammed it behind her.She was pacing the room and her gaze fell on herself in the mirror. How enthusiastically she had dressed and had gotten readied, but how the night had ended? She hated it. Hated that woman. Hated Theodore for everything. But it didn’t mean that she was only thinking irrationally.She thought about everything.Theo was spending almost all the nights with her. He would come home late, yes, but he was home every night. Lionel had extended them invitation randomly, and what if they wouldn’t have attended? It was Natalie who had reminded him of it, again? But is that because of the other woman that Theo wasn’t ready to go in the first place and was acting as if he had forgotten?But why would he take her in the same room where he had a submis

NatalieShe woke up to the sound of some beautiful music and was intrigued. She remembered how the night had passed. She would be lying if she said that she had not been happy last night. Theodore was sincere, and true to his word. She had seen it in his eyes.She got out of the bed, and followed the sound. It was not coming from his room or his study, but then there was no musical instrument there.She took a left to his gym, but there was another door which was ajar, and Natalie wondered why she had never decided to take a tour of his house.The sound was loud now, and Natalie peeked in. There he was. Theo sat there beside the piano, in his pajamas and t-shirt, and was playing with utter focus. His fingers were nimbly moving on the keys, and his eyes cast down, his face serene, and his stance relaxed. His music was effortless, and beautiful. Natalie found herself slipping into the pleasure.There were days when Natalie wondered why didn’t she love Theodore. He is perfect for a man.