《The Otherside Of Love || Sadistic Billionaire 》全部章節：第 11 章 - 第 20 章

Natalie's POV Being naked in the arms of the man I loved was an incredible and indescribable sensation. I had always dreamt of being held in his embrace. Yet, that dream had turned into a nightmare, and now I found myself sitting before Jack after everything he had witnessed. I had never experienced such profound embarrassment before."I'm sorry. I had no idea it was you. I mean, I never imagined...!" Jack stammered, his words trailing off in confusion.I squeezed my forehead, grappling to find a suitable reply to his insinuation. I could read between the lines, and a headache was definitely looming.He shifted closer and sat beside me, his eyes brimming with concern and anxiety. He murmured, "Listen, Natalie. I really like you. You're a genuinely good person. I don't know what happened between you two last night to end up together, doing..."I closed my eyes, shutting out the rest of his words. I didn't want to hear any more. I already knew. I knew exactly what he was thinking of me.

Rafael's POV My heart tightened and became full of guilt when I saw the misery and disappointment on Natalie's face, although she tried to hide them. I knew I was the one who created this situation and generated this ado. I knew that she felt the same I felt, and wanted the thing I wanted. I sensed that when she was in my arms.However, at least I don't have to explain to Debbie why Natalie slept here last night. I couldn't risk it. If news like this spread, it would affect our arranged upcoming marriage. And as a result, The Nefson Holdings Group will not be merged with Marine Empire Trading.Once Natalie disappeared from my sight, Debbie appeared. She frowned slightly when she found me standing on the doorstep and wondered, "Why are you standing here?" I turned and entered the apartment without a word. Her question was answered by silence.She followed me inside, wrapped her arms around my waist and asked, “Why didn't you answer my calls? I was worried about you!”I let her arms

Natalie's POV My heart stopped. Did he really just say that? For years, I had imagined Rafael wanting me. In every version I ever let myself have, it was soft. Careful. A confession, maybe, whispered somewhere no one else could hear. I never once imagined it like this—pinned to an elevator wall, his voice low and certain against my ear, offering me six months of himself like it was a clause he'd just thought to add. "We're already married," he said, his mouth moving to my jaw, my throat. "Neither of us can sleep with anyone else. That was the deal I made you agree to." His fingers traced up my thigh, slow, deliberate, and my traitorous body reacted before my heart could remind it this was a terrible idea. "So why look for strangers, Natalie, when the answer is standing right in front of you?" He wasn't asking. He was negotiating. The way he negotiated every deal—laying out the facts until saying no felt unreasonable. I should have been offended by this offer. Instead, I almost

Natalie's POV For six days, I had buried myself in work. It was easier than thinking about the man who'd kissed my forehead and then walked away from me like I was a line item he'd already approved. Unfortunately, Rafael had no intention of letting me forget him. The party wasn't ordinary. It would announce the alliance between two empires—Merrin and Nefson—and every outlet in the country would be watching. I'd spent the week feeding agencies just enough of Rafael's life to keep the public hungry, without giving anything real away. He was one of the richest men alive. Somehow it still fell to me to manufacture his mystery. "I don't want a single mistake," I told my team, sharper than I meant to. "This has to explode online. I want people to talk about this event for a week." They nodded. Then I caught the look passing between them and the small smiles. I raised an eyebrow. Tess tipping her head toward the door without saying a word. I turned. My face went hot before

Natalie's POV Rafael didn't move. For one long second, he just looked at me. Blank. Unreadable. Then he turned, slow, and pressed his mouth to Debbie's. His eyes stayed open. Stayed on me the whole time. The cameras clicked around us, a dozen small explosions of light. My chest tightened so violently I forgot to breathe. Somehow I still smiled for the lenses. ‘You did this. You wrote the instructions. You handed him her waist.’ I made myself keep working. I posed strangers into position. I thanked reporters whose questions I couldn't actually hear over the sound of my own pulse. Somewhere in the middle of it, I forgot how to breathe normally, and then I remembered, and then I forgot again. Rafael's hand brushed mine twice while we shuffled through positions. Both times I stepped back before he could notice I'd flinched. By the time the photos were done, I was hollowed out. I found Aunt Tobi without a word and let her fold my hand into hers. ‘Don't you dare cry here,’ I sc