The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 725

Natalie ignored the woman entirely, brushing past her into the suite. Marico was lounging on the messy bed, a cigarette dangling from his lips. When he saw her, a cynical smirk crossed his face.

"Hold on. Give me a minute to catch my breath."

Ignoring his mockery, Natalie pulled a thick stack of cash from her bag—money she had just withdrawn from the bank—and shoved it into the woman's hands.

The woman's eyes lit up at the sight of the heavy bills.

"Is this enough?" Natalie asked flatly.

The woman nodded eagerly, clutching the cash to her chest. "More than enough! I'm getting dressed and leaving right now!"

Terrified Natalie might change her mind, the woman practically threw her clothes on and bolted out the door.

Marico cursed under his breath. "I wasn't even finished yet."

Firing Harold and Linda had finally given him enough free time to mess around, and just when he was getting started, someone had to crash the party. He was understandably annoyed.

"What exactly is your game here?"

"On the phone earlier, didn't you ask if I wanted to join?" Natalie dropped her bag and phone on the floor and began unbuttoning her blouse. "I'm here. Let's see if you have the guts."

"The guts for what?" Marico's brain short-circuited for a second.

Natalie walked right up to the edge of the bed, placed her hands on his shoulders, and pulled him toward her.

"Of course, if you don't want me, I won't force you."

Marico's face brushed against her soft skin, the intoxicating scent of her perfume filling his lungs. His heart hammered against his ribs as an overwhelming surge of desire flooded his veins.

He had been with countless women, but the only one who had ever truly driven him wild was her, six years ago. He still remembered feeling like he was going to die in her arms that night. Acting purely on instinct, his hands snaked out to grip her waist.

But just as he leaned in to capture her lips, Natalie pushed him back.

"You..."

Before he could process the rejection, Natalie climbed onto his lap, straddling him. She looked him dead in the eyes, her gaze shimmering with an undeniable intensity.

"Marry me."

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