The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

His hand freely roamed her back, this man, for the first time in his twenties, was indulging in the sweetness of love and desire. It was his first time kissing her like this, and he couldn't control himself. Their kiss seemed to last an eternity, the man savoring her taste with an insatiable passion that left her breathless a few times.

When they finally parted, Natalia's lips were swollen from his kisses, and the man seemed rather pleased with his doing. He looked down at the dazed girl, a sudden chuckle escaping his lips, "Have you never been kissed before? Why do you look so confused?"

"You..." Natalia's cheeks flushed like a ripe apple. He'd nearly kissed her senseless; this man seemed to have transformed into a completely different person. She was still in a daze from his advances. "Magnus, didn't you say I was repulsive before? That you wanted me to keep my distance? Why would you kiss me then?" Since he was in a good mood and had taken advantage of her, it wouldn't be a problem to bring up past grievances.

The man looked at her, feeling a pang of regret in his heart. He had once called her repulsive when he thought she was Lucius' woman. But when he thought about how this girl had deceived him with others, he knew he had to settle the score.

His face darkened. Just as Natalia was about to speak, Magnus' phone rang, and she quickly stood up to leave his embrace. Magnus wheeled himself out of the study to answer his call.

The girl went out to the balcony, her heart pounding. This man was too bad, kissing her whenever he wanted, humiliating her whenever he wanted. But who was the man that night? Could it be him? Although she couldn't see his face clearly, his aura was indeed familiar. Could it really be Magnus?

The scent was exactly the same as Magnus'. Even if they were brothers, their auras couldn't possibly be the same. She was certain that the man that night had the same aura as Magnus. If it was him, why did he force her? And why did he pretend to be disabled?

Even though she was forced to lose her virginity, she still didn't want it to be with anyone else. She covered her face, what was she thinking? She actually wanted to give her first time to this man, was she crazy? But if it was this man, then he had also deceived her, so it was a draw.

Magnus wheeled himself into the adjacent gym, closing the door behind him. He stood up from his wheelchair and answered the call, "What's the situation?"

"Magnus, you now own sixty percent of the shares in the Andersen Corporation. Lucius only holds five percent. The stock of Andersen Corporation is currently leaking, and Morgan has started to investigate." Carter causally reported.

"If you let Morgan know about Lucius' substitution now, perhaps the position of president of Andersen Corporation will have nothing to do with Lucius. But the shareholders of Andersen Corporation have always supported Lucius. What do you want to do?"

Magnus looked at the calm sea, "For now, stop buying shares in Andersen Corporation. I want to give Lucius a fatal blow on the day my grandfather announces the succession of the presidency of Andersen Corporation. Only then, will he understand the pain of falling from a high place."

"Also, keep an eye on Kendra. Don't let her stir up any trouble." This woman despised him for being disabled, and yet he had to be grateful to her for bringing Natalia to his side. If Kendra herself had come, he might have risked losing a lifetime of happiness.

After hanging up, he wheeled himself back into the study. The girl was nowhere to be found. He looked down from the balcony, a purple dress fluttered on the sandy beach, her hair dancing in the wind. Her slender waist made the man swallow hard. He wheeled himself downstairs, heading straight for the beach.

Natalia was staring blankly at the sea, unaware of the wheelchair approaching from behind. The man rolled up to her back, "What are you looking at?"

She immediately turned around, spotting the man rolling his wheelchair behind her. Recalling how he had kissed her for so long earlier, her face started to heat up again. She walked over and pushed his wheelchair, "I was just getting some fresh air. Are you done with your call? Should we go back inside for your rehabilitation?"

She pushed his wheelchair back, and Magnus pointed at a palm tree ahead, "Let's go over there. I have something to tell you."

Natalia pushed him under the palm tree, where the sea breeze gently rustled the leaves. "What do you want to tell me?"

Magnus looked up at her small face, her crystal-clear blue eyes like a pool of clean water. Her hair and dress were fluttering in the wind. "Come here, sit on my lap." He patted his leg.

"What?" Natalia blushed, why did he want her to sit on his lap again? She stood still, looking at him.

His handsome face darkened. He had asked her to sit, yet she stood there, unmoving.

Seeing his displeased expression, Natalia took a look around before walking over to stand in front of him. This man, he got angry just because she wouldn't sit on his lap.

He looked at the pouting, unwilling girl, his brows furrowing, "As I said before, you are now my wife. We should start nurturing our relationship, starting with kissing, then gradually becoming familiar with each other, so we can consummate our marriage as soon as possible."

Upon hearing his words, Natalia's brain seemed to explode; she was left utterly speechless. What was he saying! This was far from the cold-hearted man who had despised her and told her to leave a while ago. He even wanted to consummate their marriage.

Natalia stared at him, as if she was looking at a stranger. Finally, she snapped back to reality at his awkward cough. "Magnus, we are not familiar enough with each other yet. Besides, your legs aren't in a good condition. The most important thing right now is your rehabilitation, so you can stand up again. As for the other things, we can slowly consider them later." She plucked up the courage to tell him.

Hearing her words, he responded casually, "Yes, rehabilitation is important. But so is nurturing our relationship as a married couple. I'm planning to take you back to the Clarkson family in a few days. You've been on this island for over a month since we got married and haven't visited your parents yet. I will accompany you. Also, my grandfather would like to meet you. So prepare yourself. We will be leaving this place and heading to Villa Montecresto soon."

Upon hearing Magnus' words, Natalia was immediately thrown into a frantic panic. He wanted to take her home, and more importantly to his own home. Wouldn't this blow her cover?

"No, no, I can't go back. Magnus, I think it's nice staying here. It's good for your leg rehabilitation. It's fine if I don't go back, my folks... they won't mind," she insisted, trying to deter him from visiting her home. "Why don't you want to go back?" Magnus' sharp eyes bore into her, as if trying to see straight into her soul. "It's normal for a married woman to visit her parents. If I don't accompany you to visit them, wouldn't that make me look rude?"

"But..." Natalia cut him off immediately.

"Enough! It's settled then, my wife. In three days, we will visit the Clarkson family, then stay at the Andersen residence. Grandpa's turning eighty soon, so we should spend some time back home."