Natalie Scatorccio Season 3 Mga Nobela at Kwento

scar. "I got this that very same night everything happened from a rogue attack. There were at least eight of them. I almost died." "And why are you telling me? Am I supposed to care?" "I thought it was the goddess’s way of getting back at me…I-I thought I was being punished...but I think it was her way of leading me straight back to you.” His hand drifted to the wound on his neck, finger gentle gliding down the length of it. “It might not matter to you now, but I didn't finish the ceremony, I couldn't mark Katya or have her mark me…hell, I couldn’t even look at her.”

It smells so nice that I couldn't get enough of it. Compelled by the scent, I followed the scent and walked into the big and spacious hall which was filled with numerous maids doing one thing or the other to make things right. I smiled as my gaze landed on Natalie who was standing in the middle of the hall talking to a maid beside her. Her back was facing me so she couldn't see my face. I sneaked behind her and placed her hand gently over her face. "And that should be Damien," she guessed, and I smiled.

Gracie kept looking at his back in a daze. ... When Neel Dixon reached Dixon villa, he saw someone unexpected. The beautiful woman had been sitting on the couch with her pretty smile while crossing her legs and sipping coffee. “Neel. You are here.” Natalie stood up from the couch and greeted her son with confusion. “Mom.” “Do you remember her? She is Scarlette Reddy.” Natalie’s voice was low and her face had complicated expressions. Scarlette Reddy put the coffee mug on the table and stood up with an optimistic smile.

“Yes, Alpha.” He bows slightly and rushes off. I glance back at Stacy. She’s incredible, keeping the crowd calm and directing her team without missing a beat. But this isn’t just a mishap—it’s sabotage. And Natalie is about to regret it this time around. --- A few minutes later, I find Natalie near the back hallway, scrolling through her phone as if she’s not responsible for derailing the entire night. “Natalie.” My voice is sharp, cutting through the quiet like a blade.

Natalie turned to look at Nicolo expressionlessly. “Isn’t it?” Nicolo asked with a raised eyebrow. “Forever, you are just a villain who has ruined my life!” Natalie taunted with a sharp glare. If not for Nicolo, she should still be Natalie Hale. She should still be able to breathe freely and walk amidst the glittering entertainment world with her head held high! Nicolo smiled in response to her words. “So you don’t like my good manners?” Natalie just snorted and looked away. Suddenly, Nicolo grabbed her chin and gripped it firmly. “Could it be that you prefer violence?” he asked with a furrowed brow. His eyes looked a little watery like he was drunk.

She was worried about her. “But when we were together in bed, he said that he loves me…” Scarlett started crying. “Go away…” Natalie said as she suppressed her pain. She started to become emotional. “Natalie, don’t listen to her. She’s here to trigger you!” Summer motioned for Natalie to sit straight. She stood up, ready to chase Scarlett out. “Scarlett, if Yadon’s incident has anything to do with you, I won’t let you off the hook.” “Summer, why are you sticking your nose in someone’s business…” Scarlett was puzzled.

Sabrina snapped her fingers in front of me and that was all it took to pull me back to the present. “Are you even listening to me?” she asked and I sighed. “Uhhh… yes, yes.” I blinked back a couple of times, willing my eyes to adjust to my surroundings again. “I heard you.” I said. “Of course.” She knew I was lying but she knew better than to push it. “The mating ceremony will be so fun. What if you find your mate there, Kieran?” Sabrina said. “Yeah.” I gulped. “That would be nice.”

But now that the chance was here, I just felt sorry for my past self and angry at Nate for having taken advantage of my naivete. Apparently, Nate had sensed my anger as well, and his eyes did not budge from my face for a single second. When he spoke up next, his tone was softer. “How…why do you have such a big scar on your face?” He extended his hand slightly towards my face as he said that, but I flinched backwards and then gave him a warning look. I made my way towards the edge of the balcony and placed my arms over the balustrade, standing a little distance away from him.

Scott teased. “Why? Do I look like I’m loosing my mind?” “Yeah. Quit putting on that goofy smile in your face.” Scott made up some kissing sounds, making me blush as well as Nathan. I don’t want this to be awkward for the both of us, but Scott is really doing a great job in mocking Nathan and I. “Natalia, you’re sweating pretty bad. You need to change your clothes or else you would be sick,” Becca suddenly stated. “Yeah, Nat. You should change,” Nathan seconded her.

She still felt like crap when she woke up sometime after midday, her work dress and the spot she occupied on the couch damp from her sweat. "Gosh!" Natalie croaked as she crawled to her phone on the kitchen table. She couldn't decide what was worse, her sore throat or the scorching heat in her ribs. Eight weeks, that's how long Scottie had said. She had four more weeks to go. She couldn't imagine being miserable for that long. The work chat was quiet, and she had one match on Hot Connexions and a few dinner dates from Dreams.