My Heart only Beats for You

At that point, Natalie was sure that Tobias would get what she was trying to say, especially after giving that item to him.

After that, Tobias and Mr. Simpson would be able to enjoy themselves to their heart's content, and she would be able to leave. "Mr. Whitlock, take your time. I'll leave first." Natalie was about to place the box in Tobias's hands. But the next second, her hand was grabbed.

With the use of his force, Natalie was dragged into the room. Tobias slammed his hand onto the wall, trapping Natalie.

Tobias's leg gently pushed against the door, closing it shut.

Natalie's eyes widened.

Was she not able to leave now since her plan had succeeded? Why was Tobias messing with her? "Mr. Whitlock, why are you messing with me?" Natalie blurted out subconsciously.

She had already sent Mr. Simpson in and had given him the box of condoms. What else did he want? "Messing with you?" Tobias emphasized the phrase, "Am I messing with you?" That sentence would have seemed rather crude. But since it was coming from someone as virtuous as Tobias, it did not feel the least bit crude.

Natalie's face turned red, "Mr. Whitlock, that's not what I mean." "Then what do you mean? Hmm?" Natalie glanced at the box in her hands and said, "Mr. Whitlock, I've already bought this here. Do you still not understand what I mean?" Something dark glinted in Tobias's eyes.

"I don't like using this kind of thing. I like to be direct." His eyes were burning with passion as he stared at Natalie.

Natalie was speechless.

She gulped and said, "But it's better to use this. Safety first." Was it not easier for homosexuals to contract diseases? "I'm safe." Natalie was at a loss for words.

"It's still better to use it." Natalie said dryly.

"You wantto put it on that much? Hmm?" The corner of Tobias's lips curled slightly. Search the Find_Nøvelwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.

Natalie felt dizzy.

What did he mean that she wanted him to put it on? She was just concerned about her boss' safety! After all, she was still working at YS Group and Tobias was still giving her salary.

"Mr. Whitlock, as your employee, I hope that you can be more concerned about your safety." Natalie said formally.

The corners of Tobias's lips lifted even higher, "Then why don't you teachhow to use it?" Natalie looked stunned, "You've never used it before?" "Never." Natalie was dumbfounded.

Was he kidding? The president said that he had never used this thing before! How was that even possible? "I can't teach you. I don't know how to use it either." Natalie said with a miserable expression.

All of a sudden, Tobias's head lowered and he leaned over to Natalie's ear, "Since we both don't know how to use it, why don't we discuss the methods and practice tonight?" Those words were so cryptic.

Those words were filled with so many implications.

Natalie shivered all over.

What did the boss mean by that? He wanted to have a discussion with her about how to use that thing and put it into practice...

He and Benjamin should be the ones discussing and putting it into practice.

"Boss, I don't think it's necessary for us to discus it. You and Mr. Simpson-" Natalie's words got stuck.

Eh? Where did Mr. Simpson go? Why did she not see his assistant? "He had already left." Tobias said, as if reading Natalie's thoughts.

Natalie was flabbergasted.

She had specially sent Benjamin to Tobias's room. She had even prepared condoms for them. How could he just leave all of a sudden? "Natalie, it's just the two of us now. Let's study it thoroughly." Tobias said as he took the box from Natalie.

He gracefully opened the box and asked, "How do I use it? Perhaps you can helpput it on?" As he spoke, he gazed at Natalie. His expression was unreadable.

Natalie's whole face was flushed red beyond recognition.

Tobias put the small square in Natalie's hand and said, "Here, Natalie, helpput it on." Natalie felt as if she was holding a soldering iron which burnt her palms until they felt swollen.

She did not have the guts to help her boss put it on! Seeing that the man in front of her was moving closer and closer, Natalie was about to cry.

"Mr. Whitlock, I really like men." Natalie said while on the verge of tears.

She liked normal men and she was a normal woman. Why would Tobias continue to flirt with her and regard her as a target for being his "wife"? "You like men?" Tobias's lips twitched into a slight smile, "I don't believe it." Natalie's heart sank.

Sure enough, Tobias really thought that she did not like men. He had really mistaken her for a lesbian. No wonder he would always flirt with her and would want to marry her. Natalie raised her voice, "Mr. Whitlock, I swear, I really am a normal woman. I like men!" "Oh?" Tobias drew out the word, "Then how are you going to prove yourself?" "Prove myself?" Natalie was once again dumbfounded.

How was she going to prove that? The next thing she knew, Tobias was gently holding onto Natalie's chin and kissing her on the lips.

The kiss was brief, but it was enough to arouse Natalie.

"Tell me, do you feel anything?" Tobias stared at her.

Of course she felt something! "I do not feel anything!" Natalie said instead.

She would never admit that a gay man's kiss stirred up something inside her.

"Nothing?" Tobias raised his eyebrows, "You don't feel anything from a man's kiss, but you're telling Enthat you like men, huh?" Natalie rendered speechless once again.

Her head started to spin.

"I felt something," she corrected.

Tobias chuckled.

He looked extremely handswith a gentle smile on his face.

A moment later, his kiss landed on Natalie's neck.

A numb and tingling sensation spread throughout her neck, as if countless ants were crawling on her.

Tobias said in a low voice, "Natalie, tell me, do you feel anything?" "I feel it..."

She wanted to prove that she was not a lesbian. She wanted to prove that she had feelings for men, so she that she ha blurted it out without hesitation. Of course, she really did feel something. Tobias's kiss was going lower and lower.

Natalie's body felt so weak that she nearly fell to the ground, she could only lean against the wall to stop herself from collapsing. "Natalie, are you feeling anything?" As his lips went lower, his voice becmore and more hoarse.

"Yes, I feel it..." Natalie's voice trembled beyond recognition.

The large presidential suite felt enchanting.

The atmosphere was getting more and more out of control.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

"Mr. Whitlock, I think Miss Godfrey-" Benjamin's words got stuck in his throat.

Tobias was the first to react. He picked up his coat and draped it over Natalie, fully covering her.

"Get out!" A hint of anger flashed in Tobias's eyes.

"Yes, Mr. Whitlock." Benjamin retreated in a haste.

He was too reckless.

He had only realized something was wrong after he walked out of the hotel.

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