Chapter 1205


    She struggled and tried to push him away, but he was like a brick wall, immovable. Her breaths


    were turning into gasps, her strength dwindling from the struggle. In front of this hunky guy, she felt


    like a rag doll, at his mercy.


    She gave up resisting, and he raided in her mouth more indulgently, their kisses bing more


    and more intense, their breaths growing hotter and hotter.


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    This crazy, domineering kiss was messing with her head, making her recall all those wild scenes


    she had been suppressing. Memories were flooding back like a movie reel. The visual impact and


    the sensory overload left her feeling dazed for a moment.


    It wasn''t until Nathan''s kisses trailed down to her neck, following the wine stain, and started to inch


    into her nightgown that she snapped back to reality. "No! Nathan!"


    Both her hands cupped his head, trying to push his kisses away. Her loose nightgown was almost


    stripped off by him.


    "Just ask your question! Hurry up!"


    Nathan finally looked up at her, his eyes filled with a hazy drunkenness and a heavy desire. He


    looked just likest time.


    Yulia''s heart was thumping louder, her nerves on edge. "What do you really want to ask?"


    Nathan leaned closer, pressing her against the window behind her.


    "Yulia." His deep voice made Yulia''s eyshes flutter, her hands tightened on his chest.


    "Just ask"


    Nathan was quietly staring at her, his fingers caressing her chin, his fingertips lightly yed with her


    lips. "Anya calls you mum. Is she your biological daughter?"


    A sh of panic crossed Yulia''s face. "Anya is my sister..."


    "Your sister?" He said in a low voice. Yulia looked at him. Suddenly his eyes cleared up, he was


    staring at her intensely, and the look in his eyes startled her.


    "My grandma said Anya looks like me. My mum said the same. They also said Anya looks like you.


    She looks like me, she looks like you, so she must be our child."


    Yulia swallowed hard, her heart felt like it was going to jump out of her chest. "What are you


    thinking? We didn''t even know each other before. How could I have your child?"


    Nathan was staring at her, then suddenly broke into augh. "I also think Anya looks like me."


    Yulia averted her gaze, "Maybe it''s because you like her a lot."


    "Really?"


    "Yes.


    Yulia replied softly, hoping to quickly end this conversation.


    Nathan stared at her again, and after a moment of silence, his hand slowly slid from her chin to her


    corbone.


    Yulia’s patience and energy were nearly drained by him tonight, she tried to push him away again,


    but what she got was the sound of her nightgown being torn apart. She was taken aback and


    looked down to see her nightgown torn in half. "...Nathan!"


    As she tried to cover herself with the torn pieces of her gown, he grabbed her hands and pinned


    them against the window behind her.


    "Whether you''ve borne a child or not, I''ll find out after I have a check."


    Check what? How could this kind of thing be checked?!


    "Nathan, stop messing around! Please?... I''ve exined to you from the beginning, Anya is my


    sister, so it''s normal she looks like me!"


    "No." Nathan gave a low chuckle, "It''s more normal for your daughter to look like you."


    Yulia was struggling, her breaths heavy and ragged.


    “Mummy..."


    Despite their subdued voices and hushed breaths, the sounds of their conversation still disturbed


    the sleeping Anya on the bed.


    Hearing Anya''s voice, Yulia’s feelings of anxiety and panic intensified.


    She shifted her body, moving past Nathan''s shoulder to look at Anya, who was turning over on the


    bed.


    A passionate kiss descended upon her, ravaging her lips and teeth without restraint, almost


    engulfing her breath.


    "Don''t... Anya will wake up...” Her voice trembled as she spoke intermittently, yet it failed to make


    Nathan stop.


    "Nathan..." She called Nathan''s name with a hint of despair, her gaze fixed on Anya on the bed. She


    saw Anya turn towards them, her eyes still closed, and then drift back into sleep.


    Yulia breathed a sigh of relief, but then she felt Nathan''s hand sliding over her body, finally stopping


    on her lower abdomen.


    Yulia stiffened, what was he looking for? She let out a sigh of relief and gradually grew quieter,


    allowing him to explore.


    There was nothing there for him to find. If it were a C-section, there would be.


    "Have you had enough?" She asked softly, looking down at the man who was still looking for scars.


    Nathan looked up at her, his dark gazes held something mysterious, like an abyss, as if he wanted


    to swallow her whole. Suddenly, he startedughing, pulling her closer by the waist. "Do you think


    I''m so ignorant that I don''t know that there are cesarean sections and natural births?"


    Nathan kissed her lips, slowly moving to her ear, nibbling it with just the right amount of force, his


    voice sexy and husky. "I''ve heard that if you''ve had a child, this ce will..."


    Yulia only felt a wave of humiliation rising from within her, she froze for a moment, then started


    struggling again.


    He firmly gripped her wrists with both hands, pressing them against the ss window with


    unwavering force. She couldn''t break free at all! "Nathan, you''re insane! Insane!"


    She struggled, swearing repeatedly, her voice filled with anger.


    However, Nathan''s breaths were suddenly bing ragged. His throat was bobbing up and down


    violently, his eyes filled with intense passion.


    The Yulia under him was still struggling with all her might, cursing loudly. "You''re insane, a freak..."


    But the man in front of her showed no reaction. The gap between her strength and his, her


    momentum and his, made her feel both humiliated and aggrieved. In the end, she still couldn''t beat


    this man.