The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 283

The coffee Belle made was just right. Magnus took a few sips, draining half the cup before he nodded

approvingly. "Hmm, I trust your work abilities. These proposals are all quite impressive."

Receiving Magnus' praise, Belle gave a small smile. "That's what I'm supposed to do. Thank you for

the compliment, Mr. President."

"Hmm," Magnus nodded nonchalantly, handing over the signed documents to Belle, who had been

standing and waiting. "Take these."

Belle collected the papers but didn't leave. Instead, she stood there quietly, her focused gaze lingering

on Magnus.

"What's the matter? Anything else?" Magnus looked at Belle, confused about why she hadn't left yet.

"Mr. Magnus, I've been with the company for almost three and a half months now, and I'm grateful that

you saw potential in me and promoted me to be your assistant. To express my gratitude, may I invite

you to dinner tonight?" Belle suddenly turned to Magnus with a smile. Her already charming face was lit

up with a brilliant smile.

Magnus was taken aback. "Your promotion was due to your strong work abilities. The company paves

the way for the strong. There's no need for that. Just focus on your work."

Belle paused. "I know you adore your wife dearly. But as your employee, I genuinely just wanted to

express my gratitude. As for work, I'll definitely work hard!"

Magnus' expression grew stern; he had already gently rejected her, but she wouldn't let it go. He

despised clingy women. "Belle, I value your work abilities, and that's why I promoted you. Don't

disgrace yourself. As you said, I love my wife dearly, and I won't be having any dinner with you."

Tears welled up in Belle's eyes. "Mr. Magnus, I... I admire you. I... I simply can't control my feelings. I

just wanted to invite you for dinner."

She lowered her head, looking quite pitiful, nothing like the cool and composed woman she usually

was.

Just as Magnus was about to say something, he suddenly felt a strange heat coursing through his

body. He lifted his bloodshot eyes, staring at the woman before him; a sudden urge to tear her apart

surged through him.

What was happening to him?

Seeing his strange behavior, Belle quickly approached him, gripping his arm, "Mr. Magnus, what's

wrong?"

Her cool touch was a relief against his burning skin, but he pushed her away forcefully. In a cold voice,

he asked, "Belle, did you put something in my coffee?"

He had been fine just moments ago. How could he have changed so suddenly? His eyes were filled

with a bloodthirsty glint.

Belle lunged at Magnus like an octopus, holding onto his waist tightly, "What's going on? I'm here, are

you feeling unwell? Take me. I'm all yours."

After hearing Belle's words, Magnus pushed her away in disgust. "Belle, you've got some nerve!" He

leaned against the desk, feeling as if his blood was beginning to boil.

"Get out!" His blood-red eyes were cold and ruthless.

"Mr. Magnus, if you don't take me, something bad will happen! I won't tell anyone! Please!" Belle once

again held onto his arm, trying to unbutton his shirt.

Magnus felt as if millions of ants were crawling all over him. He pushed Belle away once again. "Get

out now!"

As Belle took in his handsome face, she became more desperate. Today was her only chance to have

this man! She had to seize this opportunity!

"What's going on here?" Natalia was awakened by the noise outside. She opened the door to find

Magnus slumped over the desk.

"Natalia..." Magnus looked at Natalia as if she was his savior.

Belle was taken aback when she saw the young woman emerge from the resting room. She hadn't

expected Natalia to be resting there.

At that moment, she wished she could destroy everything and kill Natalia! She shot Natalia a fierce

look, but it was fleeting.

"Ma’am, Mr. Magnus is feeling unwell. It's good that you're here. Please take him to the hospital Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

quickly!" Having said that, she quickly left the president's office.

As she fled the president's office, resentment filled her heart. Standing at the door, her eyes were filled

with frustration and hatred. She had missed such a good opportunity. Natalia had actually been in the

president's office.

Damn it!

Once Belle had left the office, Magnus gripped the edge of the table. His body felt as if it was crawling

with millions of insects.

"Magnus, what's wrong?" Natalia saw his state and started to panic. She quickly reached for her

phone. "I'll call the doctor right away. You need to go to the hospital."

"Natalia... don't." His blood-red eyes made Natalia even more frightened.

Magnus grabbed her arm. "Quick... help me get to the resting room. I've been roofied."

When Natalia finally comprehended his words, Magnus' burning body had already engulfed her. They

stumbled into the resting room.

Magnus buried his head in her neck. His touch against her skin and his breath inhaling her scent made

his blood feel as if it was about to explode! In desperation, he held her head, "Natalia... I can't hold on

any longer."

Natalia was startled when she saw blood trickling from his nose. "Magnus, how are you feeling? Should

I call a doctor?"

"There's no time. If it's not dealt with promptly, I'll burst... Natalia." He covered her lips, kissing her

fiercely. He was like a crazed wolf, promptly tearing Natalia's dress to shreds.

"Ah—" Natalia screamed. She had never seen Magnus like this before.

Staring at Natalia hiding in the corner, Magnus closed his eyes. "Natalia... you need to give in to me.

Otherwise, I'll die!"

His burning hands grabbed her ankle, removing the obstacles on his body. He laid his body on top of

hers.

Seeing his contorted, handsome face, Natalia felt a sharp pain in her heart. What should she do?

Magnus' ferocious kisses were like a storm, leaving traces all over Natalia's body.

His body was on fire, covering her, burning all her reason. She closed her eyes, enduring his madness,

his plunder, his possession!

Each time he thrust into her, Natalia convulsed. This went on all afternoon. He never stopped...

As the sun set, Paul entered Magnus’ office after getting no response to his knocks. He instantly

sensed something unusual in the resting room, and promptly closed the door and left.

At eight in the evening, Magnus finally released Natalia, who had already drifted off to sleep beneath

him. His appetite was sated.

Once the effects of the drug wore off, his mind became much clearer. Looking at Natalia in his arms,

looking as fragile as a falling autumn leaf, his heartache was beyond measure.

“I'm sorry, darling.”

Gently, he carried her into the bathroom and helped her clean up. He then immediately asked Paul to

buy some ointment and clothes.

He had hurt Natalia; he was a damn fool!

Entering the room, Paul noticed the storm brewing on Magnus' handsome face. "Sir..."

"Find out who Belle is, and kick her out of the company immediately. I never want to see her step foot

inside this corporation again!"

"Yes, sir!"

Kicking her out of the company was lenient, considering the revenues she had generated. Besides, he

didn't need to stoop so low as to retaliate against a woman.