The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 32

Natalia's mouth fell open in shock as he casually grabbed another bathrobe and fished her out of the

water, stripping her of her underwear.

"Ah! Magnus. I can do it myself!" Being entirely exposed like this made her want to hide in

embarrassment. However, the man's ice-cold handsome face remained expressionless as he wrapped

her in a bathrobe and smoothly wheeled her to the side of the bed in the bedroom. He tossed her onto

the bed in one swift motion. Natalia landed in the soft sheets, trying to grab the covers to hide herself,

but her vision went dark as the man deftly jumped onto the bed.

His entire body covered hers, the bathrobes providing little barrier between their skin. Natalia could feel

his hard-on pressing against her through the thin fabric.

She stared at him in panic. The memories of that night flooded back. If it was him who forced himself

on her, she would hate him. If it wasn't him, then she had lost her virginity to another man. Didn't that

disgust him?

"Magnus, calm down. We talked about this. I'm not Kendra, and I won't do things like this with you." Her

hands pressed against his hot chest, her heart pounding wildly in her chest.

"Shut up." The man growled, his face clouded with displeasure.

"If you don't want to die, behave. Tonight, I'll make you my wife. This way, you and the Clarkson family

might have a chance of survival. You know how much you angered grandpa by replacing Kendra. Even

if I spare you, he won't."

The man looked at the girl's terrified eyes, the innocence reflected in the dim light making him soften.

He raised his hand, his rough fingers gently caressing her cheek. Her lips were tightly pressed

together, swollen from his earlier kisses in the bathroom. She was too delicate. That night, he had

taken her so roughly she had passed out several times. Because he was so angry then, he hadn't been

gentle. But tonight, he planned to be gentler.

He leaned in to gently kiss her lips, a shallow touch. His lower body pressed dangerously against her.

The girl's mind went blank, and she was still processing what he'd just said when she felt a wave of

pleasure run through her body.

"No... Magnus, listen to me...uhm" She wanted to tell him that she was no longer a virgin. The man on

his island had taken that from her. But the man didn't give her a chance, silencing her protests with a

passionate kiss that quickly escalated.

Both were naked. In no time, Magnus lost control. Under his fervent kisses, the girl's body gradually

softened. Every time she tried to speak, he silenced her. His large hand instinctively parted her legs.

When he finally claimed her, a flash of white light filled the girl's mind. She felt as if she was floating in

the air, riding on clouds with his every movement.

Magnus hadn't touched a woman in years, and that one time had been out of anger plus revenge, and

he hadn't felt any pleasure, just his body's instincts.

But this time, he truly felt the sweetness that gnawed at his bones. This girl was like a warm clear

stream, flowing beneath him. He lovingly cupped her face, which was as beautiful as a peach blossom.

She let out sounds like a kitten's purr. Even she herself didn't realize how beautiful she sounded.

He leaned in to kiss her lips, losing himself in her. Half an hour later, he called out to her affectionately,

"My lady..."

The sound from the bedroom lasted so long that the maid outside the door blushed upon hearing it.

She quickly ran to the second floor to report again. "Sir, Mr. Magnus and Ms. Natalia seem to be very

much in love."

Morgan's face was as cold as ice. This girl sure knew how to play her cards. She had managed to

make his precious grandson fall for her so quickly. It seemed she wasn't as innocent as she appeared.

After all, she was Kyler's illegitimate child.

He waved his hand dismissively, deciding to deal with the matter after the birthday banquet.

Meanwhile, in a dimly lit bar in Melfort, Lucius sat in a booth, furiously smoking. Soon, the door to the

booth was pushed open. Kendra, dressed in a sexy tight dress, appeared before him. "Lucius, why did

you call me here in such a hurry?"

The girl had large, wavy hair and fiery red lips. She walked over and sat next to Lucius. The man

grabbed her arm and pulled her onto his lap. He looked at Kendra and for a moment, he thought of the

girl at Villa Montecresto.

Suddenly, he found that the small, soft girl was more appealing than Kendra. No wonder Magnus

wasn't angry about not marrying Kendra.

"Kendra, there's trouble. Magnus has discovered that you replaced yourself with your sister at the

wedding. Grandpa probably knows too," Lucius said as he held her shoulder.

Kendra's face paled. "What do we do? Lucius, will your grandpa blame my family?" She clung to

Lucius' arm. "That useless thing Natalia, how could she be found out so quickly. She really is a cheap

woman's daughter. If this incident implicates the Clarkson family, I will never forgive her." Kendra glared

out the window.

Lucius looked troubled. "Now it's not a matter of forgiving or not forgiving her. The main problem now is

that grandpa knows. He might send your sister back to the Clarkson family. And then he might marry

you off to Magnus."

Kendra's gazes tightened in panic. She looked at Lucius anxiously. "Lucius, no, I can't marry Magnus.

I'm your woman, Lucius. You have to save me. You have to save the Clarkson family."

Lucius stared at the alluring beauty in his arms, then turned to look out into the pitch-dark night. A

smug smile crept across his lips. "There's only one way to prevent grandpa from marrying you to

Magnus."

"What's the solution? Lucius, tell me what to do, and I'll do it. I absolutely won't marry that cripple. I love

you." After saying that, she kissed Lucius on the lips.

With a beauty in his arms offering herself willingly, Lucius couldn't resist. He closed his eyes and

returned her kiss, pinning Kendra under him on the couch. In no time, the booth was filled with the

sounds of a man's growls and a woman's moans.

Lucius, panting and holding the exhausted Kendra, said. "Kendra, you need to go back and convince

your father to call a board meeting with his shareholders, force Grandpa to hand over the CEO's chair

to me soon. Only then can we preserve the Clarkson family's honor. We can get married right away.

You won't have to marry Magnus."

The man's dark eyes reflected a ruthless light in the dimly lit room. If Morgan was determined not to

give way, he wouldn't think twice about ruining the relationship with his grandfather. He would force him

to step down from the CEO's position.

With Lucius' words, a wry smile appeared on Kendra's face. For her happiness and the glory of the

Clarkson family, she would persuade her father. But she was worried, "Lucius, once you become the

CEO, will you still marry me?"

"Of course I will marry you, Kendra. Who else would I marry in this lifetime?" He kissed the corner of

her mouth, "When I'm the CEO, let’s see who can go against me?" A devilish smile appeared on

Lucius' face. At that time, he could marry whoever he wanted.

"But Lucius, I've already registered the marriage with Magnus. What should we do?" Kendra frowned in

distress.

"What does it matter?" Lucius scoffed. "I'll make him process the divorce as soon as possible. You two

haven't even met face to face. How could you possibly get married?"