Natasha Nice Pov Story Novels & Stories

Hearing Natasha's words, Mary looked at her in surprise and asked, "What are you talking about dear?" In response to her Mother's question, Natasha said, "I am talking about my biggest enemy, Natalie. Natalie has deceived us all. We knew that she was a stupid girl from the village, but in fact, she is an educated doctor. I saw her with my own eyes sitting in the hospital and seeing patients and after collecting information about this, I saw that she is indeed a doctor. She is a compassionate doctor who treats patients for free. I took advantage of her gentle heart and destroyed her."

Writer’s POV:- Hunter’s Apartment:- Natasha sat in her room, sipping a cup of herbal tea while browsing through emails on her tablet. Done sending some files to Hunter as he asked, she now was looking for some firms to apply to. They had engrossed her in her routine, unaware of the storm brewing outside her peaceful abode. Her phone rang, startling her. She glanced at the caller ID, recognizing it as her best friend, Aurelia. Smiling, she answered, “Hey, Aurelia, what’s up?” The chirpiness in her voice was from the happiness of talking to her bestie after a few days.

Others would see them! Natasha struggled. However, how could her strength compare with Christin's? He grabbed her lightly and secured both her hands firmly so that her action earlier looked like she was playing hard to get. Christin licked his lips amiably after they finished kissing. "It feels quite good. It seems that the male protagonist that you girls usually read in popular love novels lives quite an enjoyable life. Why don't you introduce some of these novels to me too?" Natasha was annoyed, "You fool! There are CCTVs in here!"

Theo’s POV Natasha lay back on the bed, her legs spread, her body on full display for me. Her smirk was teasing, her eyes dark with anticipation. She knew what I wanted, What I needed and how I like it. I didn’t waste time. My belt hit the floor with a sharp clink, and I shoved my pants down, my cock already hard and aching. I crawled onto the bed, grabbing Natasha’s ankles and yanking her closer, making her gasp in surprise.

Therefore, I was still considered a young vampire. Yesterday, I had felt lonely and frustrated, but today, the vampire within me felt an overwhelming sense of happiness and strength. It was unprecedented and bewildering. Perhaps it was the vampire within me ensuring that this new guest posed no threat to me or my kingdom. Nonetheless, it felt more like a pull, and I couldn't comprehend these feelings. As I distanced myself from the healing center, my heart rate escalated. I truly wanted to know who she was. ****** **NATASHA'S POV**

No one cares how he feels. "Goddess, why me?" he whispers in defeat. ******* If anything, Natasha’s plan is working perfectly. She sits on a couch with her legs crossed, casually chewing on potato chips. “He’s getting desperate,” she remarks. "Breaking into stores. What the hell is he doing?"

It made him feel real. Not just the powerful man everyone else saw. Hours passed without either of them noticing at some point dessert arrived. Then neither touched either because they were too busy talking and somewhere during the evening, Natasha realized something. She wasn't nervous anymore, not at all, she simply enjoyed being with him. The realization settled warmly in her chest, the city lights reflected in Ethan's eyes as he listened to her tell a story about one of her earliest modeling disasters. He laughed and Natasha found herself staring, for a second too long and Ethan noticed.

She kept her head down, her hands twisting the hem of her clothes tightly. The man sitting across from her was potbellied, with a balding crown, a thick gold chain hanging around his neck. This was the man who had posted videos mocking Natasha in the matchmaking group chat, and his name was Shaun Buchanan. Next to Shaun sat a middle-aged woman dressed in flashy reds and greens. She was eyeing Natasha sideways with a condescending glare. "Natasha, I'm not trying to pick on you." The middle-aged woman spoke up, her tone dripping with condescension. "You're 30 this year, and you've still got your mother who needs constant medication.

"My little slut, you haven't earned your food privilege yet." "You're not going to make me..." she says with a bashful gulp, looking around at all the testosterone-filled men watching her. " Do things with you in front of them, are you?" The quiet dining room was filled with Cayden's smooth, delighted laugh. "No, but I liked you thought I wanted you with my breakfast." Natasha abruptly exclaimed, "Oh, this is so much fun!" "I want a show. So why don't you make yourself comfortable on that wonderful pillow and enjoy yourself?" Natasha said, pointing to a pile of pillows in the corner.

I, in turn, called Dad and told him we would return in a while. Third Person pov Back at the party, Natasha came near Yash, "Uncle, I can't find my friend. Where is he?" " He has gone for some urgent work. Why don't you go and join Rashi and enjoy the party? I know he would also want you to do the same thing. '' Yash patted her shoulder and went away. Natasha was disappointed by his answer. She joined Rashi but was feeling disappointed without Jai; hence, she bid goodbye to everyone and went off.