Natasha Nice Pov Story Novels & Stories

He crossed the room, set the tablet on the desk, his fingers moving fast as he brought the screen to life. “Got what you asked for,” he said, voice low, steady, like he knew this wasn’t going to be just another report. “All of it. From that moment.” I leaned forward, elbows pressing into the desk, eyes narrowing at the screen. “Start it.” The footage flickered on. The pool. The sunlight glinting off the water. Everything looked calm, staged, like a scene from a painting. Then Natasha appeared. Her steps were slow, her balance off, as if she was already fighting something before the water even touched her. My chest tightened. I didn’t blink. I couldn’t afford to. Every frame felt like a blade

I rubbed my temples hard, trying to push back the headache already forming. People like Xavier didn’t belong in my world. He was richer than God, and I was just… convenient. A single mother he could file away whenever he got bored. Falling for him would be catastrophic. I couldn’t even imagine the look on my children’s faces if he eventually turned them away. That pain? I can’t let it happen. Not ever. The faint sound of approaching footsteps made me lift my head. Natasha walked into the dining area, a soft hum slipping past her lips, her streaks of gray threaded through black hair pulled into her usual tight updo. She reached for the newspaper on the table, pencil already in hand, probably

Eason’s POV I know it’s stupid for me to get angry over those trifles. But I just can’t stand Alex, with him pestering Nat like a fucking annoying fly. I stare at them gloomily across the court before the game. Natalia is talking to him and then they both burst into laughter together. Her smile is so beaming and bright that I know she must have a special feeling for him as well. If I hadn’t made the move first, she would have been with him already.

I DON'T REMEMBER ANYTHING but how much I always loved her. Even if she always was the one with the credits and everything, I loved her! I still do. Then why did she do all of this to me? Why...? Maybe I did something bad to her and she made me forget about it by controlling my mind. "You were so naive, Natasha," yeah, you've already stated that. "To the point that you didn't use the magic jewel which could avoid your mind from being washed and manipulated," that's because I didn't know about its existence before it was too late!

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…”

"She is loyal and submissive to me. Isn't that right, babe?" She smiled at him and nodded, then turned tense when Leonard suddenly chuckled. "I'm sure she's very submissive," he said, but there was an underlying hint of sarcasm in his voice. "Tell me about yourself, Natasha." She wiped her mouth and smiled at him. "I grew up with my parents in Seattle. I schooled there, both in high school and college. That's where I met Charlie." "How old are you?" "I'm twenty-six. I have a sister who's a year younger."

. Like👍 before reading please. . 💔Hidden Scars💔 (Pain within😭) . . ✏Written By: _____Authoress Kamara✍_____ . . 😍Episode 19😍 . . 🌹Natasha🌹 I adjusted myself on the bed turning as I slept comfortably. This pillow is so fluffy, hold up, my pillow is never like this. I groaned opening my eyes and quickly shut it because of the light intensity. I rubbed my eyes opening it fully this time.

Lorenzo's POV If there was one thing I found hot about Natasha was how calm and fearless she was in the face of danger. It was also equally scary how she'd been so calm. Not many women put me on my toes the way Natasha did, hell! no woman had ever succeeded in putting me in my toes. It was incredibly sexy yet scary. Just who exactly was she? The urge to know everything about her was beginning to consume me inside out. I wanted to know everything about her. What she liked, what life in America was like for her. I knew she was a waitress and she lived in a shitty apartment back in the united states' but that was all I knew and I wanted more.

Mikhail I knew I was in trouble the moment I saw Natasha with the children. It was late afternoon, and I had been walking back from training when I heard laughter coming from the clearing near the healing quarters. I rounded the corner to find Natasha sitting on the ground, surrounded by at least six pack children, all talking over each other. "Tell us the wolf story again!" "No, show us the braids!" "I wanna learn knots!" Natasha laughed, holding up her hands. "Okay, okay! One thing at a time or my head's gonna explode. How about braids first, then the story if everyone behaves?"

Chapter 2 Blair’s POV “Hey, Babe,” Natasha says and closes the distance between us. She kisses me hungrily, and I just let her. I don’t care for her, but at least Natasha is a distraction from the longing feeling within me. I was so close to finding my fated mate, and then she disappeared. There were no traces, no answers, and I had no clue where to look for her.