It'll Come Naturally

Chapter 115 What If I Want To Be

"Don't move! One more step and you'll..." Duke couldn't finish his sentence. Belinda's howl of pain drowned out his voice.

"Ouch!" Belinda tripped on the couch and fell to the ground. The sheet fell off her body and once again, Duke saw her sexy curves.

"I told you to stand still." With a small gloating smile, Duke stepped forward to pick her up.

"Let go of me! It's all your fault." Belinda shook his hand off. She grabbed the sheet and then dashed into the bathroom, face still burning. That was so humiliating.

Duke looked at his hand held out for her. Did she really need to run from him like that? He was no monster and he wouldn't bite.

Shaking his head, he cast a last glance at the closed bathroom door before getting dressed.

The hotel was the property of the FX International Group, so it was natural that he had his own suite here. Although he seldom stayed the night, the room was always reserved for him in case he needed it for emergencies like last night.

Right as Duke fastened the last button on his outfit, he heard a knock on the door. His assistant arrived more quickly than he had expected. He smiled to himself.

There were beads of sweat all over

Thank you. You may go now." Without any hesitation, Duke took the bag and banged the door closed. He couldn't care less

of the bathroom. She replaced the rumpled sheet with a blue bathrobe, her hands clenching her bathrobe

However, he soon put on his cold face and threw the bag at

and then we can talk." What's done is done. He didn't mind making it up to her. He thought about

surprised. She only took a ten-minute shower and he

just make the call? Were you in a trance?" Duke didn't know what to say. He was standing right next to her when he called his assistant. How could she not hear him? He couldn't help wondering

she had absolutely no interest in who he talked to or

or stay in the bathrobe. Either way suits me." Duke stared at her in primal hunger. He didn't mind if

the bathroom holding the bag. She was

lips curled into a wicked smile. Was he shameless? He didn't

mirror. She was used to wearing short skirts. It felt quite

outfit. At least it could cover her curves and stop other men from staring

jealous whenever he thought of that there were other men

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