Chapter 397 Natasha trembled but stood her ground


    Andrew, I know Im no match for you, but Im not someone to be trifled with either.


    You at least owe me somepensation.


    What do you want? Andrew asked with an amused smile.


    Im not greedy just give me some of that medicine, Natasha said, her eyes lighting up as she held out her hand


    Andrew chuckled and tossed her a small vial


    You say youre not greedy, yet you ask for something money cant buy.


    Natashas face lit up with delight as she examined the vials contents


    Well, at least you have some conscience, she said, carefully tucking it away.


    Her eyes roamed over Andrews form as her cheeks flushed.


    I have onest request.


    If you agree, then III be yours forever.


    Lets hear it, Andrew said with augh, but Im warning you nothing excessive! Natasha stepped closer


    until she was nearly pressed against him and whispered, Andrew, I want to be your woman.


    Ive never submitted to many men, but youre different.


    Take me, and both I and the entire West End will be yours.


    Her allure was unique different from Laurens fiery passion, Francescas innocent charm, or Christinas cool demeanor


    She possessed an intense sensuality that could bewitch any man.


    Andrew stepped back, shaking his head.


    I can give you the medicine, but matters of the heart cant be forced.


    Darling, Im offering myself willingly, Natasha purred.


    Are you really going to turn down whats being freely given ? Its not about that.


    I have my principles, Andrew replied wearily.


    Natasha bit her lip and said, Fine, I know your personality force wont work.


    So, I have a different request, and if you agree, Ill follow you from now on.


    Just tell me what it is


    Andrew sighed in relief, thinking anything would be better than her previous proposition. Natasha smiled.


    Its simple.


    You dont have to ept me now, but someday in the future, you must give me a chance to be your


    woman


    As Andrew was about to refuse, Natashas eyes welled up with tears.


    Darling, you must think Im shameless and desperate, dont you? Why are you crying? Andrew asked helplessly.


    Do you think I enjoyed having to charm disgusting men like Ernest? Natasha said softly.


    She continued, I may be the leader of West End with exceptional fighting skills, but at my core, Im still just a woman a widow without any man to rely on


    Today, you proved yourself honorable by not taking advantage of me.