Accidentally Yours Natalie Novels & Stories

Amy raised one eyebrow. "Oh my God!" Lily gasped and turned in her seat, causing the makeup artist to smear her temple with eyeliner. "I'm sorry." She apologised and looked back at her sisters, "I totally forgot about that. Gosh, I have to have sex with him? I forgot marriages came with sex!" "What?"Gaby chuckled in mockery. "You've had sex before, what's the big deal?"

When she looked at me, when she touched me, when she kissed me, and when she told me that she loved me, there was just no denying the sweet, sacred truth that I was crazy about her and that I didn’t want anything to change. “We’re not going to get busted by Winnie again, are we?” she asked, half-joking. I grinned when I remembered my niece walking in on the two of us when she had first stayed the night here. “No, there’s no reason to worry about that,” I promised her. “Yara’s taking care of her, and I made sure to tell her that if she was coming anywhere close to the house, she had to let me know so that we didn’t get busted again.”

He drew out in annoyance. “Dad, I'm twenty-two. I would have been a mother if–” She suddenly paused, taking in a deep breath and the room fell silent, thickening with tension. “I'm not a kid.” She mumbled softly and I knew she'd unintentionally reminded herself of the past. A tragedy everyone had been trying so hard to forget. “Come here, princess.” Nolan stretched out his hand as he engulfed her in a tight hug. “I'm sorry.” “It's okay.” She muttered softly as Nolan slowly caressed her back.

Then, thinking her mom was calling, she headed downstairs. Her feet barely touched the ground floor when the TV screen flickered to life, blaring the 10am news in urgent, pulsing tones. "Tragedy has struck the fashion world. Christian Bridges, renowned model, heir to the Bridges fashion empire, and Vesper magazine's coveted cover star, has been involved in a horrific accident. Reports indicate that the accident was severe, and Christian is currently being treated in the ICU unit..."

But Natalie had been so in love, so determined to make things work, that she had ignored his warnings. Now, she couldn't help but wonder if he had been right all along. If maybe she should have listened to him and avoided all this heartbreak. But it was too late now, and she could only think about how to move forward. Still walking in the rain, Natalie reflected back on her life,she started to hate how things turned out. This wasn't her. Slowly she brought her hand to her face, wiping her face clean. She brought out her phone from her trouser pocket to call her manager. Just as she was about to answer someone ran into her, causing her to slip. Natalie shut her eyes close preparing herself fo

She really did not expect that a famous model could be rude like that. “Miss Hale, don’t cross the line! Whether Brent changed or not, that had absolutely nothing to do with me. I’m just playing my role as his wife in public. No more than that.” Natalie smiled coldly. She suddenly took out her cell phone and showed a photo. It was a photo from a while ago, which portrayed the man who had accidentally run over Beverley at the beach. The photo was taken from an angle that would make people misunderstand. It looked like Beverley was being hugged by the man, and she responded by touching his chest.

Thank God for my darker skin or else my face would have been a tomato. "Sam". She dragged my name slowly giving me the look. "What?" I called looking anywhere but at her "So you did get laid" she said loudly I dropped the menu, glaring at her looking around to see if anyone heard us " oh my God, keep your voice down" She gasped clearly enjoying putting me in a tight spot. "You actually did, girl, I'm happy for you. No wonder you didn't pick up and here I was thinking something bad happened to you"

One small nod was enough. Kain moved very fast, like a shadow, trying to grab the phone. Ethan’s heart kicked into overdrive. He stepped back, knocking over a chair. The phone almost slipped from his fingers. Kain’s boots barely made a sound on the floor. “You’re making a mistake,” Ethan said, his voice shaking just a little. “If you touch me, this recording goes out to everyone.” Mia laughed, cold and sharp. “You think I care about exposure? I built my life on lies. You think one truth will burn it down?”

Her shake was solid and determined, and I did not hesitate but returned the same way. “Vanessa Miller. But you can call me Nessa.” She proclaimed. “All my friends do.” “Chloe. It’s nice to meet you.” “I doubt it.” She rolled her eyes and laughed at her own joke, and I started worrying about her mental state. Was it running in their genes? Did I have to worry about getting involved with a mentally unstable man? “I’m not crazy. Promise. I don’t want to let him forget that easily what he almost did.”

Alina asked, leaning back on the couch, her heart still racing from her dance with Anton. “I believe it’s Natalie’s turn!” Zack announced, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. “Natalie, I dare you to tell us the most embarrassing thing that ever happened to you on a date.” Natalie’s eyes widened in mock horror, and she felt her cheeks heat up. “Oh no, do I have to?” “Yes! It’s part of the game!” Anton encouraged, leaning forward, clearly invested in her story. “Fine! But you all have to promise not to judge me too harshly,” Natalie said, rolling her eyes. “So, there was this one time I was on a date with a guy I really liked. I was so nervous that I accidentally spilled my drink all