جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 70

Natalie's POV“Now you’ve really gone nuts!”I lashed out the moment I heard him say it.“Will you marry me?”For a few seconds, I simply just remained quiet, wondering if I had somehow misunderstood what he had just said. Maybe I had heard him wrong. Maybe the stress of everything that had happened to me was finally getting to my head, but it seemed he was actually serious...“You want me to marry you?” I asked slowly, unable to hide the disbelief in my voice."Yes" he replied...I waited for a different reply from him but to no avail ....I shoke my head.“No.”He didn't respond immediately, thenI folded my arms across my chest and looked away from him.“No,” I repeated firmly. “ just so we're clear, that wasn't me thinking about it and deciding against it. That's a straight-up no.”He sighed and walked toward the bed before sitting down beside me.I immediately moved farther away from him...“Don't come any closer.”“Natalie—”“No. Whatever you're about to say, don't.”He remained s

Natalie's POV"Our wedding love..." He said it with such pride and satisfaction, that my stomach lurched violently...I stared at the shadow of him, at the silhouette that had haunted my waking hours for days now—how many days, I couldn't even say anymore. Time had lost its meaning in this gilded cage..."No way," I spat, my voice cracking but defiant... "I'm not going to marry any stranger. I won't marry you."He laughed then, a sound that started low in his chest and rolled out like thunder before a storm, warm and terrible all at once. "Don't worry," he said, and I could hear the smile in his voice even though I couldn't see his face... "Before a week you'll get to know me. Intimately."The intimacy of his tone, the way he said it like a promise rather than a threat, ignited something feral inside me. Without thinking, without planning, I threw my body sideways with every ounce of strength I had left, my shoulder slamming into the food tray he'd brought in earlier, the glass of wa

Natalie's POV‎“My mother?”‎The words escaped my mouth before I could even process what he had just said. ‎“My mother?” I exclaimed again, my voice rising with disbelief. “My mother has been dead for a long time, so don't lie about her.”‎‎For a moment, there was silence, then he laughed, not the small chuckle I had become used to hearing from him...this time, he laughed loudly enough that I was almost certain the people outside the room could hear him.‎‎The sound immediately irritated me...‎“What the hell is funny?”‎‎He continued laughing for another few seconds before finally calming down. ‎“So you really think your mother passed away?”‎“What?”‎‎“Is that what you think?”‎‎“What are you talking about?”‎‎“You're certain she's dead?”‎‎“Yes!” ‎The answer came out immediately. ‎“My mom died years ago.”‎‎“How do you know?”‎‎I stared into the darkness behind my blindfold. ‎“Because I know.”‎‎“You were told.”‎‎“Yes.”‎‎“By whom?” ‎‎I hesitated because there was something strange

Natalie's POV‎‎“Are you insane?” I screamed the moment I heard the tailor start begging.‎‎My wrists were still restrained, and the sound of her frightened voice only made the anger burning inside me grow hotter.‎‎I couldn't see either of them. The blindfold remained firmly over my eyes, blocking out everything around me, but somehow that made the situation even worse...‎I could hear every little movement.‎And then there was him...‎Completely silent and heartless, as if none of this bothered him.‎‎As if threatening someone over a wedding dress was the most normal thing in the world.‎‎I pulled against the restraints again, my frustration rising.‎‎“You're threatening her job because she doesn't want to measure me?” I demanded. “Seriously?”‎‎There was still no answer as ‎I let out an angry laugh. ‎“Wow. You really have no shame, do you?”‎‎The tailor quickly spoke again, her voice shaky...‎“I'm sorry, ma'am.”‎‎I turned my head toward the sound of her voice. ‎“Don't apologize to m

Natalie's POV"You disgust me!" I pulled my hand away from him again, but he held it tightly, refusing to let me go, and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it."Did you hear me?" I asked angrily but he didn't answer.Instead, I felt his fingers tighten slightly around my hand…"Let go of me."He remained silent. "I said let go." Still nothing.I tried pulling my hand away again, but his grip didn't loosen. "Why are you doing this?" I asked, my voice becoming frustrated. "Why can't you just leave me alone?" Still nothing.I could hear the sound of the car engine running as the vehicle moved smoothly along the road, and I could feel the slight movement beneath me as we drove farther away from wherever we had been.I moved my hand again, trying to loosen his grip but his grip only got tighter…I tried again, Still nothing."You really think you're going to force me to marry you?" He didn't respond. "You think buying me a ring is going to change anythin? I don't want your ring."H