The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 345

He secretly wished he could find a girl like Natalia, just as warm and gentle, to be his, just like Magnus

had. He kept this thought to himself, though, knowing Magnus would never let him hear the end of it if

he found out!

Night fell, casting a heavy veil over their varying emotions, and lulling each of them into a restful sleep.

Meanwhile, an hour behind Rome, in the UK, Lexi was lying flustered and disheveled on her wide bed.

She had just finished nursing her child. His chubby little face was still fresh in her mind. She felt calm

and peaceful, but everything changed when Callum, that shameless rascal, entered the picture.

He appeared from who knows where, and easily undid the nursing bra she had just fastened. He then

shamelessly went on to take advantage of her.

Despite Lexi's vigorous resistance, her petite frame was no match for the towering Callum. He even

had the audacity to claim he was doing her a favor since their son couldn't drink all her milk.

Lexi lay beneath him, resisting the urge to make a loud noise for fear of waking their just-fed, sleeping

son. She continually punched Callum's back with her small fists.

"Shh, Lexi, you're going to choke me like this," Callum grumbled, pulling away only enough to avoid

wasting their son's milk before diving back into Lexi's bosom.

Watching his fuzzy head nuzzling against her neck, Lexi grabbed his ear, softly scolding, "Callum,

you're getting too cocky!"

Callum reluctantly pulled away from Lexi's chest, giving her a pitiful look full of sadness. "Darling, how

can you treat me like this? I was just trying to ease your discomfort. And now you're blaming me? Do

you know how much pressure I'm under?"

Saying this, Callum shamelessly guided Lexi's hand to his lower abdomen.

Lexi knew his intentions and tried to pull her hand away. But her efforts were in vain as Callum held her

hand firmly against his sensitive area. "Callum, you're shameless. Let go of me," Lexi scolded quietly.

Callum chuckled, "Lexi, men have to be a bit shameless. How else are we going to continue our

bloodline? I think we could use another kid. Are you ready to start our own soccer team?"

"Ugh!" Lexi pushed him away. "Get off me. You're disgusting!"

"Nope, sweet Lexi. Look at how beautiful the moonlight is. We should really discuss these wonderful

things together," Callum murmured, pulling Lexi into his arms and landing a light kiss on her lips.

His kisses started off softly, but soon his restraint disappeared, and he passionately devoured her lips.

He pried open her teeth and danced with her tongue.

Lexi couldn't resist his powerful onslaught, and soon her body melted into him.

Callum quickly removed any remaining barriers. "Baby, let's continue with our baby-making plans." And

with that, he had his way with her.

The ethereal moonlight poured in through the window, scattering silver light across the floor, while the

atmosphere in the room heated up.

Lexi lost count of how many times they made love. It wasn't until their baby started crying that Callum

atop her finally released her. She wanted to go and comfort their baby, but she didn't even have the

strength to move.

She heard Callum soothing their baby, "Be good, kiddo. Your mommy's tired. Are you trying to get us

into trouble? Keep crying, and I'll throw you out on the street."

The baby understood his words or was genuinely afraid of being tossed out; he soon stopped crying

and just stared at Callum with wide eyes.

Lexi gradually fell asleep as the baby's cries ceased. After Callum had lullabied their child back to sleep

and placed him in his crib, he nestled into bed next to Lexi. He wrapped his arm around her waist,

inhaling her sweet scent, and closed his eyes in satisfaction.

*

Rome

At the crack of dawn, the well-rested Magnus and James were back on the private jet they had arrived

on.

Magnus lounged comfortably in the leather seat, asking lazily, "Think Diana will oversleep?"

"No, I'm sure she's frantically touching up her makeup right now. Magnus, you underestimate the

impact you have on women. You've got Diana wrapped on your fingers now."

As James was speaking, he spotted Diana rushing towards them from afar. He pointed her out to

Magnus. "Speak of the devil, and the devil appears."

Magnus glanced in the direction indicated by James. Sure enough, Diana was hurrying towards the

plane, several airport employees trailing her with what must have been a dozen heavy suitcases.

Seeing the mountain of luggage nearly as tall as a person, James shook his head in mock pity. "Looks

like she's here to stay. You're doomed!"

Magnus shot him a cool look, his irritation barely concealed. But he didn't say anything more. All he

wanted was for Diana to reveal the true owner of the design drafts. Everything else was irrelevant.

In no time, Diana had reached the boarding gate and climbed the spiral staircase onto the plane. As

Diana stepped into the cabin, she saw the striking Magnus, her heart fluttering. The sight of such a

handsome man was worth the early morning grooming.

"Hi, good morning!" Diana theatrically blew Magnus a kiss. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Magnus slightly furrowed his brows but still returned the greeting with the utmost courtesy. "Good

morning, you look very pretty today."

What was meant as a casual compliment from Magnus was taken to heart by Diana. She confidently

sat next to him, completely ignoring James, who was also on the plane.

"Mr. Andersen, you look so refreshed. It's making my heart flutter," Diana admitted unabashedly, not

attempting to hide her infatuation with Magnus at all.

Upon hearing this, Magnus remained silent, his brow furrowing slightly. He changed the subject,

saying, "Miss Diana, I noticed you brought quite a lot of luggage with you. You really didn't have to

bring so much. If you need anything while in Melfort, just let James know, and he can help you get it."

Magnus had made the comment casually, but Diana's heart fluttered at his words. The stars in her eyes

suddenly leaped.

My God, was Mr. Andersen treating her with special favor? She didn't have to bring anything; he would

just buy whatever she needed.

My goodness! Could happiness come any more suddenly? She was so elated she felt faint!