Natalie Scatorccio X Reader 소설 & 이야기

My throat tightened as I clicked a video file labeled: Prototype 7. The footage flickered to life. Maria sat behind a sleek desk, her expression calm and deliberate. “The subject Scarlett Maria Devereux exhibits strong adaptive instincts, emotional volatility, and high persuasion thresholds. Predicted outcome: ideal candidate for control transfer.” Control transfer. I scrolled to the next document a contract signed under Damien Cole’s name, dated before Maria’s death. Subject assigned: Scarlett M. Devereux. Objective: integrate emotional dependency and ensure asset compliance. I couldn’t breathe.

I wanted to leave this suffocating place. As the car sped off, I could still see the burning hatred in Caleb's expression through the rearview mirror. While I was looking out of the window, my phone buzzed. It was a message from an unknown number with three pictures attached. The first was a golden bracelet engraved with Caleb and Selene's initials, CS. The second was a picture of a huge bouquet of 999 flowers, laid out on a hospital bed. The last picture was of Caleb passionately kissing Selene in the hospital bed.

Scar who was waiting for more encouragements squinted when she got none, her eyes popped open and fell on Nat who was busily typing away on her phone. "Common Nat!" She yelled, giving her an angry look. "Sorry baby, you’ve got this” "You ain’t even looking at me, you dumbass!" Scar yelled and almost threw her shoes at the annoying Natalie. "Who are you texting again?" "Who else, Lucas of course" Natalie replied again with a shrug. She had being texting this unknown guy named Lucas online. Though she hadn’t seen what he looked like, he was such a sweet talker and made her wet, even with words.

I gestured to the chair across from me, allowing him to settle in before continuing. “Minister Scott, you all know I’ve always investigated in the shadows, but this particular situation demands your immediate attention, the reason I’m seeking for you.” He nodded in understanding, leaning closer as if to hear me clearer. “You, your Alpha and our Gone-so-soon betrayer…” “Gone-so-soon betrayer?” Scott interrupted me, his forehead creasing. “Who’s this person?” “Natalie Cresentblood of course. And don’t ever interrupt me while I speak again.”

I hope you can come and join us. - Caleb Nicolo Silva, CEO of Silva Modeling Company … Holy mother f*cking cow! He's the one who sent me this. A minute later, I received a text from an anonymous person. … +639********* to Tatiana: Hey, I know you have received it. So, now, I'm asking you. Can you be my date? – NCS …

She still had eighteen months of payments left on the contract, and now with Jamie's medical expenses, it would be a while before she could get it fixed. The group chat with all her friends back home was dead. Nothing new in Sparrow Beach. No salacious gossip or groundbreaking scandals. Disappointed, Natalie scrolled through the Hot Connexions App. Only one of the eight 'connexion' suggestions was her type. Swiping left on her screen, she turned down the seven and focused all her attention on Lucas Southey. Not his real name, of course. They never used their real names. But he ticked all her boxes. Blue eyes, black hair and muscles in all the right places, judging from the guns threatening t

This would be her first sex again after her miscarriage two months ago. Nicholas opened the door, "Nate, do you want to--" Nicholas froze in the doorway and without blinking he locked the door and walked towards Nathalie. Nicholas stared at the woman in front of him with lust and he felt his pants tighten as his core became hard and tense. "Was the Doctor giving you--" paused. Nicholas looked nervous. "No. I don't want to hurt you." "No," Nathalie said. Her hands moved to untie his tie and jacket in a slow, seductive motion. "I'm fine and I'm ready."

Natalie raised her eyebrows. " Really? Who's their type then?" " I don't know... Popular girls,pretty ones? Once with the style and charisma. I'm just a regular girl with a normal life." Natalie smirked. " You don't look like a normal girl to me.i think you're just scared. Scared of being rejected." I gasped out of surprise. How can she read me so easily?? Of course I'm scared of being rejected!! " Yes, yes I am scared of being rejected! Now can we drop this topic, I'm loosing my appetite!"

She is embarrassed and trying to show she is not. Quietly I ask her, “Are you worried that I would find you unattractive because you are scarred?” Still stroking her jaw, cheek, and down her neck, Nathan leans forward to kiss the top of the scar and does this all the way down to where it ends. “Little mate you are the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen, and nothing can take away from that beauty. You have the most beautiful creamy porcelain skin. Yes, there is evidence of the abuse you have dealt with. However, I do not see that. I see badges of a warrior in each piece of evidence on your body. When I look into those dark purple eyes, I want to get lost in them and find out your best kept