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The RISE Of NATHALIA CARTER

The wedding day. A moment that most women treasured with but not with her. She was poisoned on her own wedding day; Nathalia Carter died full of hatred for her father and fiance. How could she accept that they murdered her? Nathalia gaped at Evette Carter, her step-sister, who was now laughing at her stupidity. Evette is one of the culprits behind her painful death. Demons. They are all demons. Nathalia thought in silence while she closed her eyes as consciousness abandoned her. With rage and tears, Nathalia cursed them and promised to take revenge if given a chance to survive. Suddenly, God hears her prayer and gives her a second chance, and she is allowed to come back to seek revenge. This time, she will not be so naive. She becomes fiercer and eager to bring justice to her own death. She would make sure they got what they deserved in this life. Revenge. Torture. Take everything they had. Make them suffer ten times worse than what they did to her. Along the way, her life changed when she met the notorious playboy- Spencer Davidson. He aims to take her as his woman and help her to fulfill her desire to take revenge. Love, Revenge, and Mystery played along the way. Giving her the most challenging part as she journeyed through her new life. Cover Created by: Weilan Wanna know more about the story, follow me on Instagram: annashannellin

AnnaShannel_Lin · 现代言情
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#MYSTERY
#FACESLAPPING

Chapter 108: How Do I Get You?

"You know London Fashion Week is next week," Sean said.

"Mhmm," she answered, turning another page.

"Why don't you come with me?" he asked. "You can get inspiration in person instead of from magazines." 

"Really?" she asked. "You have the tickets?"

"I can get them," he answered.

She shook her head in amazement, "It seems there's nothing you can't get."

"That's not entirely true," he replied, his voice low.

She lifted her eyes from the page and stared at him, "What do you mean?"

"No matter how I try, it seems I can't get you," he answered.

She bit her lip but couldn't bring herself to look away from him. His eyes were dark with desire, but there was something sad in his face.

"Tell me," he said. "How do I get you?" 

"I—Sean—I," she stammered. "It's complicated." 

"How?" he asked, moving toward her. "I'm a man, and you're a woman. We're married. And I want you, Catherine. I want you terribly."