Chapter 9 Can I Have a Taste ? Chapter 9 Can I Have a Taste ? +10 Free Coins You're a manipulative , scheming woman . So what if you're Sunny ? I must've been blind to think you were kind and pure ! " Jensen's voice had barely fallen when Sharon suddenly collapsed - whether from rage or theatrics , no one could tell . " Sharon ! " Panic hit Jensen like a bolt . He rushed to her side , scooped her into his arms , and bolted for the exit . " Call an ambulance ! " he shouted as he passed . As he brushed past Natalie , he hissed , " If anything happens to her , I'll make your life a living hell ." Natalie stumbled , her balance lost - until a hand caught her from behind , steadying her . She stared at Jensen's retreating figure , panic driving every step . Five years ago , he'd run like this too - carrying her out of the Summers family estate . Back then , that figure had seemed impossibly tall , a hero giving her a reason to live . But now , that same figure was cradling someone else . She thought of the hidden photo frame in the living room . For five years , she'd consoled herself - even if she was Jensen's second choice , they still had real feelings . But now she knew - she'd been lying to herself all along . Sharon was his real crush . And it was time for her to step off the stage . Natalie steadied herself , but the emotions in her eyes hadn't faded . That was when a warm , sandalwood - scented suit jacket fell across her shoulders . I once owed Witch Doctor a favor . He asked me to help you today , so I did . Now that it's over ... what are you planning to do ? Do you have anywhere to go ? I could- " The man didn't finish . Natalie suddenly spun around , grabbed his tie , and yanked him close . His features were as handsome as Jensen's , if not more . That mole beneath his eye had a strangely intoxicating pull . For five years , she'd given her entire heart to Jensen . Now that it had been shattered - even though she'd reclaimed what was hers - there was no joy . Only an unbearable pressure that threatened to break her . She needed to let it out . " Sleep with me ? " 1/4 7:30 pm P Chapter 9 Can I Have a Taste ? The words were soft and fragrant - but they stunned the man . " What did you say ? " He thought he'd misheard . +10 Free Coins This was the Natalie who had only ever had eyes for Jensen . How could she say something like that ? But she just gave a bitter smile . " What ? You don't like women with scars ? Forget it . I'll find someone else ." She let go of his tie and turned to walk away - but before she could take a step , he scooped her up in his arms . " Don't regret this later . " His voice was low , thick with desire , as he strode toward the exit . They left the launch and headed straight for the hotel next door . No one stopped them . He carried her straight to the presidential suite on the top floor . With a single kick , he pushed the door open , then slammed it shut behind them . He pressed her against the gilded doorframe , his cool fingers resting against the side of her neck . " You still have time to back out . " His voice was hoarse , his restraint slipping . Natalie stood on tiptoe , lips brushing his throat before her teeth lightly grazed his Adam's apple . His body tensed . He pinned her wrist to the wall with one hand , his cufflink scraping over the red marks still lingering from Jensen's earlier grip . " You're out of chances now , Natalie . " He leaned down . The moment his lips took her earlobe , her body tensed , a soft gasp slipping out . It was like champagne fizzing - like the blood - sweet taste when she'd bit his tongue moments later . She tore at his tie like she wanted to rip out his throat , but when the third button of his shirt popped off . revealing a cross - shaped scar just like hers , her eyes widened . " You- " " Focus , woman . " He kissed her before she could speak again . Clothes flew . His thumb traced the cracked corner of her lip , leaving a bloody fingerprint on the curve of / 4 Chapter 9 Can I Have a Taste ? The chandelier were dark & belt buckle camered to the floor Ohmade , a flock of white bones scattered inno the vars Di was wild . Breaches thermocond Two tours Line . Nale Iry spent in his arma The man pulled out a charme , passing before highring in Do you mindf His voice was rouch satisfed . The flush on his face hadn't faded . Natale shook her head Jensen had never smoked . She used to like that clean scent on him . But now , all she could smell was Sharon's perfume on him . It made her crave something different The man In his cigarette with a dick . The smoke corded through the room , blending with the afterglowr between them . The air was thick with beat and quiet cession Natale watched his side profile as be smoked . He was hot and strong She didn't regreting berringinity to a man Rebin " Can I have a case ?" See reached for the cigarette between his babe stopped ben . " Not your style She didn't push it You're not carious who I am ? The smoke swirled softly around her Natalie frowned and gently pushed him away . I'm going to somer " It was a camar - tumor thaing . She wasn't about to tangle herself in another messy relationshipa fin a firw days , she'd be goor from Haicheng . Nothing here would matter anymore . He didn't seem to mind her coldness " You really are the wwe in and toss it type , huh ? All that effort I put in , wasted " You enjoyed it too , dain't you ? 34 7:30 pm PS Chapter 9 Can I Have a Taste ? She shut the bathroom door , sealing him out . +10 Free Coins Water poured over her head . Her body ached from the release , and her heart felt just as hollow . Outside , the man had been about to follow her in when his phone rang . He checked the screen , slung a towel around his waist , and stepped onto the balcony . The sun lit up the serpent tattoo curling over his shoulder . It looked alive . " Speak . " Gone was the lazy charm . His voice now held a deadly edge . " Mr. Baron , the footage involving Ms. Summers has been officially archived by the police . But they'll need her to file a report in person to move forward ." Baron narrowed his eyes . " Let her decide . " " Yes , sir . " The caller hesitated , then asked , " Mr. Baron ... should Ms. Summers be told about your other identity - as the Witch Doctor ? "