The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 782

"Gambling?"

"I said we're going to Las Vegas for fun."

"That means gambling."

"..."

"You are not allowed to go!"

"Why am I wasting my breath on you? I'm hanging up!"

"Do you believe I'll bring Kristin to Las Vegas to find you and cry right next to you?"

Marico thought about it. Natalie might actually do that. He ground his teeth, fighting the urge to rush over to her and...

"I'm coming to find you," he said abruptly.

"I'm filming."

"I'm coming to find you."

"I don't have time for you. I have a night shoot tonight."

"If you don't let me come, I'm going to Las Vegas."

"You!" Natalie muttered a few quiet curses. "Just come. I'll have my assistant take you to the hotel. Later..."

Before she could finish, Marico hung up.

It was a two-hour drive from the city to Grand View Studios. He arrived past nine o'clock at night. Natalie's assistant, Annabelle, was waiting at the entrance to take him to the hotel.

"I'm going in to find her." Ignoring Annabelle's protests, Marico walked straight onto the premises.

He found the set just as Natalie finished a scene and was heading to the dressing room to change.

"Huh, how did you get in? Didn't I tell..."

Before Natalie could finish, Marico grabbed her arm and shoved her into an adjacent breakroom. It was empty. He pinned her against the door, leaning down to capture her lips.

Natalie was stunned and quickly pushed at his chest.

"Marico, let go... mmm..."

Marico hugged her tightly, kissing her with an urgent desperation while roughly tugging at her costume. The moment he touched her warm skin, he let out a long breath, like a dying man finding salvation.

Furious, Natalie bit his lip. He finally pulled back slightly but kept his forehead resting against hers.

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