The Promise Of Happiness

Chapter 10 Check For Yourself

Natalie was forced into the car. Amidst her shock, she was about to swing back in retaliation, but the other party moved faster.

Her arm was firmly locked in place by the man. His searing hot breath grazed right past her ear, and she could feel his lips making brief contact with it.

“Let go of me! What kind of pathetic man are you, having to resort to kidnapping?” Natalie taunted. The more she tried to escape, the tighter his grip grew. The gap between her back and his chest was slowly closing.

His voice was magnetic, and his deep laughter brushed past her ear. “Are you questioning my manhood? Would you like to check for yourself?”

“How am I supposed to do that when you’ve restrained my hands?” Natalie rolled her eyes.

He couldn’t deny that, and let go of her arms.

Within the next second, she spun around and swung her fist toward him. However, he caught it easily. While grabbing onto her fist, he pulled her to his side, and the distance between them once again grew smaller.

“You’ve got quite the attitude,” he commented.

up at him with a

were simply perfect, without any flaws to pick at. His gaze was icy and unfathomable, with

and evil intentions were revealed on his cold face. Everything about him was just so

Natalie had met many attractive men. Despite that, the man

he stared

I had no choice but to do this in order for us

moment Natalie heard that name, she finally came back

She clearly had her guard up against him. “I don’t even know you. Are you seriously telling me that you kidnapped me

of women throughout his life—distinguished ones, flirtatious ones, gentle ones, and even fragile ones. What they all had in common was the fact that they wanted to get with him. However, the woman in front of him was the only one whose clear eyes were full of caution against

stunner, but he found interest in her

bent over and slowly inched his way over. On the other hand, Natalie was frantically backing up until there was nowhere else to run. There was a needle hidden in her hand, which she had behind her back. If he were to get

to make her move, he suddenly stopped. His hand made its way over to her

“Hey!” she protested.

expected him to

overthinking this, Ms. Nichols. I’m Sophia Bowers’ father. I’m only inviting you out for a meal as thanks for taking care of my daughter at the airport,” he

little girl with aphasia from the airport