Novel & Cerita Bruce And Natasha

Kael corrected thinking she made a mistake with the title. Immediately Natalie heard this, she jolted her eyes open. “Ethan’s grandmother? So, where is Aurora and Arthur then?” She queried again, dreading what the answer might be because she knows already, they are dead. “Aurora? Arthur? I don't think I have heard anyone bear those names”. Kael spoke up with a confused expression. This was the second time Natalie would mention another man's name that night and he is certain Ethan wouldn't like to hear that. He should probably look into it.

Morbius grinned and joined his wife in the shower. "I know. So, can you help me scrub my back?" she chuckled before asking a favor to him. Without wasting any more moments, Morbius helped his beloved wife and they started taking baths without heated moments aside from teasing. Natasha was the first one who leave the bathroom since she had to make some rounds as a doctor. "Hubby, I'm going to do some rounds," Natasha said as she put on some decent clothing. "Okay, I'll be in the office after I check the perimeter," Morbius said while drying himself in front of his wife.

She seems to be obsessed over him She could use it to call and link up with Brain again. And I can't risk it. I can't afford to lose my lovely Luna to another person. "Who's Brian to Natalie. Why is he so close to her?"I asked, caressed my chin as I sat down on the chair behind me. "She's her friend and co-workers before we kidnapped her,"he teased, and I scoffed. "I didn't kidnap her. I bring her back because she's mine, and claim her before another person would,"I retorted, and he chuckled.

They didn’t see the years I spent building something legitimate after running with men who treated blood like currency before coming clean. No one ever saw that version of me. And yet here I was. Still cleaning up messes. Still making sure certain ghosts stayed buried. The sound of my phone filled the room. I pulled it out of my pocket. Daniel. I turned away from the bars and answered. “Yes?” “Boss. We’ve got a problem.” Daniel’s voice was tight. “One of our guys watching the Whitmores said Natasha ran out crying. Got into a cab. They lost her.”

One of the maids served me and I drank uneasily with Bruce staring at me from the opposite direction. “You can tell me why you’ve come now,” he said calmly. “Ah, yes but I have not come to meet you. I would like it if Natasha is in the meeting with us,” I muttered. “She can join us later,” Bruce replied dryly. “For now, I want to hear why you have come. I’m sure you know I make the decisions.” I could tell he was trying to keep me away from Natasha. I wasn’t a bit surprised. What man would let his wife hang out with her ex-boyfriend? Also, the ex-boyfriend was me, every man would be intimidated.

We’re together occasionally, but we both understand it’s just an arrangement to please our parents. To Bryan, Natasha is an intriguing figure—a mix of beauty and contradiction. With her striking curves, sun-kissed skin, dark hair, and amber eyes, she turns heads wherever she goes, yet she seems unaware of the effect she has on others. This makes her a paradox: a woman who could have anything but clings to the one man who doesn’t share her feelings—himself.

Charles threatened in an icy voice. Natasha was once Charles's friend and Natalie's sister. She got pregnant almost as soon as his wife got pregnant because of a drunken mistake. His wife Natalie was too sick, and Natasha stayed with them as a caretaker. Natasha used to be their support system and Natalie's source of encouragement. One day when Charles was too drunk and under the influence of alcohol, they got intimate. This made Charles guilty as he thought Natasha was a good girl and he was the one who took advantage of her.

"That's why Damian didn't marry your sister Natasha, because she wasn't his type at all." Ace chuckled. "Natasha?... What is she doing now?" Sarah asked curiously. "She is doing some small modeling projects as she has no other income source... Xavier has destroyed your father and brother and Natasha refused to take their responsibility. She is still behind Damian but he is in love with Rose, his bodyguard..." Ace explained. "I heard that Natasha even challenged Rose for fighting and Got her nose broken just in one punch... Stupid girl" "Is this Rose a bad news?"

I was surprised by the topic“What does that have to do with anything?” “It meant a lot to you when you were with…Bram,” he seemed to stumble over saying his name, “but that’s not an option here.” He held my wrists so tightly I couldn’t move. It felt as though he thought I would run away if he let go. I took a small step towards him instead, not fighting his grip. “That’s who Natasha is isn’t it?” I said sadly, “you have a mate out there already.” He nodded, “I understand if you are angry…”

There was still no text or call from Tabitha. “You have been glued to that screen.” I bumped into Natasha before I saw her. She was standing in front of me with a smirk on her face. She tried to peek at my phone, but I pulled away. “Take it easy. I guess my curiosity got the better of me. No doubt that you are hunched over because a femme fatale has her claws suck into you. Tell me: who is she?” “We are business partners, Natasha. This shouldn’t be…” “Can you take a break for even one night?” she grumbled, folding her arms, looking slightly irritated. “We were at a party and pretended to be couples for the entire night…”