Natalie’s POVThe more I read, the more interested I became in what was written in that contract. I made sure to sit apart from Rafael and instructed him to take a seat away from me, ensuring that his presence wouldn't influence my decision.However, his aura was affecting me even though he was sitting on the sofa in the corner of my room while I remained perched on the edge of my bed.I cleared my throat and mumbled, “So, you’re saying in this clause that I should ask you about every detail of my daily life? Does that mean I should ask you which pad size I should use during my period?” I mocked him. Sure I wouldn’t agree to that crazy contract, but I was curious what limit he would push this domineering thing, that’s why I asked.He raised an eyebrow, staring into my eyes. Then, a slight smile crept onto his lips as he said, “I wouldn't mind even if you asked me to change them for you, if that's what you wanted!”I shouted in disbelief, “NO! Of course not.”“Yes, that’s what I thoug

Natalie's POV My heart pounded inside my chest. 'Is he going to torture me?' I wondered. Despite feeling a bit anxious, curiosity drove me to allow him to guide me and take control. In the end, I was certain he would never hurt me, at least not physically, as he had already hurt me emotionally before. My hands were tied above my head with his tie, and my eyes were covered, leaving me completely blinded. His husky voice sent shivers down my spine as he whispered, “Blindness will boost your sensation to my touch.” “Okay, but untie my hands. I want to feel you,” I mumbled with anticipation. “No touching. You’re not allowed to touch me,” he said, his voice a little harsh. I sensed he was in a sadistic mood. So, anxiety and expectation surged within me. I wouldn’t lie and say that I was sturdy. I was anxious but yearning for the experiment as well. I was lying on the sofa, my hands tied above my head and my eyes completely blinded. Despite my inability to see, I could sense his presen

Natalie’s POV I slowly tried to open my eyelids as a strong light struck them. I closed them again and stretched my hand to touch Rafael’s body, who insisted on sleeping in my room last night. But his place was empty despite his scent lingering in the air. I opened my eyes and sat up, only to see Rosy, one of the domestic staff. As soon as she saw me wake up, she smiled softly and said, “Good morning, Miss Natalie.” It was strange to wake up and find one of the domestic staff in my room. It had never happened before. They can't just walk into my personal space so casually without asking. It seemed like she realized what I was thinking, so she smiled again and clarified, “Mr. Merrin asked me to bring your breakfast to your room. I hope I didn’t bother you, though.” I scanned the room with my eyes, making sure there was nothing suspicious or odd left from last night. I sighed in relief when everything seemed normal. I smiled, cleared my throat, and said in a clumsy tone, “Okay, thank

Natalie’s POVI raised my chin defiantly and retorted, “So, how do you plan to satisfy your sadistic urges?”He didn’t reply, but I knew the answer. He was addicted to what he had been doing all these years. My body stiffened as I grappled with a dilemma: should I let go of this futile relationship?He felt my body tense, so he tapped on my shoulders and said in a sad tone, “I can't guarantee your safety if we get in this.”I closed my eyes to hide my despair, and when I opened them again I inquired, “Then, why did you pay that car for me? Why did you care to send breakfast to my room? Is that compensation for using me? Should be grateful for that?”He exclaimed in shock, “No, for God's sake, Natalie. I did that because I want to. Because our relationship will never be over. You're my family. I’ll take care of you and shower you with care even if you refused”I stared deeply into his eyes with a challenge and said with a confirm tone, “But I want to sign that contract.”He was taken a

Natalie's POV "You're unbelievable!" I exclaimed amidst tears and laughter. Our laughter echoed to the folks beside us. It was incredible how my friends and I transformed into reservoirs of jokes whenever we gathered. Even in the darkest moments of our lives, we couldn't resist bursting into laughter when we were together. "You didn't see how Fello acted when the man caught her red-handed," Rebecca recounted amidst her chuckles, struggling to keep her tears at bay. The waiter brought over our orders. Rebecca and Fello opted for wine, while I chose orange juice. "Come on, Natalie. We haven't seen each other for a while now. One glass wouldn't do any harm," Fello urged, attempting to persuade me to join them in drinking. I shook my head firmly and replied, "No." Rebecca gulped her glass in one shot and asked with curiosity shining in her green eyes, "So, tell us about the Bugatti. Did it come from that Frenchman?" Fello sighed in a dreamy tone, "Oh, how romantic! Is he really th