Their Villain, The Mogul's Beloved novel Chapter 202

Chapter 202

“Baby, easy now,” he panted suggestively as he moved slightly.

His actions made Natasha flush from the heat.

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She opened her eyes dazedly and saw the ‘battlefield‘ where she had fought the night before. It was covered in circular red marks resembling her teeth imprints. They hadn’t faded yet, and some were almost breaking the skin.

She kissed it as she soothed, “No, no, it does not hurt.”

Alexei smiled as he held her down, suggesting, “Kiss other places too.”

Natasha gently kicked his leg under the covers, signaling him to know when to stop.

Then, she looked down at herself before feeling justified. She thought, “I should be the one who deserves more pity, shouldn’t I?”

Even when told to release his grip, Alexei clung on shamelessly, causing her to cry out uncontrollably.

“No, you can’t,” she mumbled, pressing down on his large member.

“Baby,” he whined as he buried his head in the crook of her neck. He was as clingy as Daron.

There was a series of continuous knocks on the door. Natasha leaned back slightly, her brows furrowed, and she desperately grabbed his hair.

“No… I can’t. We need to go out soon,” she moaned.

“I will be mindful of time,” Alexei replied.

Daron was taking a morning walk in the hallway when he heard some sounds coming from the master bedroom. They seemed like someone was crying, and it made him stop and listen closely, trying to understand what was going on.

‘Okay, they are playing games again,‘ it thought.

Daron shook its head and pattered away, accompanied by the rhythmic, increasingly intense sounds.

Sunlight flickered through the room, offering even less escape than the hazy moonlight of the night before.

Shyness was pointless; it would only embolden someone to behave worse.

The comforter was soon discarded, bunched into a ball, and rolled under the bed like the forgotten remote control.

In the bright, sunlit room, a crimson rose, still glistening with droplets, quietly bloomed while a devotee pressed reverent, lingering kisses upon each petal.

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Natasha did not manage to leave the house that day either.

Yet the days that followed soon became a difficult trial for Alexei.

Naomi skyrocketed to fame with Sophia’s new dance drama. She now enjoyed immense recognition and international acclaim, and was already preparing her own solo production.

She invited Natasha, her long–time partner, to serve as the choreographer.

To preserve Natasha’s best performance at work, Alexei was forced into an ascetic routine.

He had no choice but to return to the company and work with discipline, earning more money for his wife to spend at her leisure.

Shawn was so busy that he grew dizzy and exhausted. Even with a salary boasting endless zeros, he could hardly keep up. Every day, he thought of ways to invite Natasha to visit the company.

Driven by a desire to provide, Alexei became truly formidable. Their group, already invincible, now expanded several times over.

To put it boastfully, employees of Turner Group grew weary of earning so much money.

But perhaps it was true: love softens people. Alexei’s approach had become noticeably gentler. Though no one dared provoke him, his reputation and approachability had greatly improved.

Everyone knew that if you upset Alexei, there was still hope–provided you could win over Natasha.

Of course, some lacked such discernment.

One evening, after returning from Naomi’s place, Natasha received a text from Sadie containing nothing but a garbled symbol.

Alexei, who had long been sleeping alone, restrained his eagerness. He emerged clean and fragrant, ready to attend to his partner, only to discover upon opening the door that his wife was nowhere in bed.

Still in her pajamas, Natasha rushed with her bodyguards to the Torres residence. They broke down the front door with force, and the entire household of the Torres family was roughed up.

Fortunately, they arrived just in time.

Sadie’s stepmother and stepbrother, realizing they could neither defeat her nor seize control of the Torres company, devised a wicked scheme,

If they could not inherit as heirs, then becoming in–laws would serve as an alternative.

While Leo was away on business, they dismissed the servants and planned to assault Sadie that very night.

Luckily, Sadie was alert, and Natasha arrived swiftly.

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When Leo returned, he was utterly stunned.

He thought he had given enough to the mother and son, wondering how they could be so insatiable as to plot against his daughter.

But the stepmother sobbed uncontrollably, pleading through torrents of tears.

Leo softened once more.

Sadie sneered. Her last shred of filial affection for her father had already been severed the moment he protected the mother and son who nearly sold her into the mountains. Watching him plead now, she immediately ordered Natasha’s bodyguards to beat all three of them.

The stepmother and stepbrother were both imprisoned, while Leo was directly stripped of his position and formally relinquished power.

Natasha also pulled strings with Ramona to ensure the mother and son received a “special” welcome in prison.

Ramona, already adept at handling Olivia’s case, took them in hand. One lost a hand; the other was rendered impotent.

Leo was initially unwilling to retire young and was confined to a nursing home, causing frequent trouble. But Natasha gave Sadie an idea: threaten him by saying that if he were unwell, his old flame would be brought out to care for him.

Leo instantly behaved himself upon hearing that.

Having witnessed the miserable state of the mother and son, he knew that forcing his stepwife, who despised him and his daughter, to care for him would be akin to sentencing him to death.

Besides, the deranged old woman in prison was nothing like the pure white jasmine he had once cherished in his heart.

It must be said, men can be truly pragmatic.

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Despite this minor disruption, Natasha’s work during this period progressed with remarkable smoothness.

Naomi’s performance was an undeniable triumph. A gifted dancer by nature, paired with Natasha’s exquisite choreography, they formed a perfect union, amplifying each other’s strengths. On stage, she radiated brilliance.

At the conclusion of the performance, she smiled and addressed the audience.

Naomi began, “To reach where I am today, I must thank a benefactor who extended her hand at the most pivotal moments of my career. Without her, there would be no Naomi.

“Here, I would like to formally introduce her to you all: an extraordinary choreographer and a magnificent dancer, Please welcome tonight’s special guest and the performer of the final act, Miss Natasha.”

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The stage lights illuminated.

A striking woman in a flowing black dance dress gradually emerged before the audience.

She performed “Tide Song,” a piece that had never before been presented to the public.

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For years, the outside world had only heard whispers of the mysterious choreographer “N.” Rumor had it that the piece “Chasing the Wind,” plagiarized by Olivia, the solo of the heroine in Master Sophia’s ballet, the iconic dance from a blockbuster film, and countless other acclaimed works, were all her creations.

It was said she was wealthy and pursued choreography purely out of passion, which explained her limited output. Each work was as rare as a treasure.

This marked the very first time “N” revealed herself to the public.

Few could have imagined that this prodigious choreographer was not only so young and beautiful but also possessed dancing prowess rivaling that of seasoned professionals.

Her performance was deeply stirring, her emotions woven seamlessly into every movement.

A brilliant, defiant life–born of the tide, vanishing with its ebb–resonated profoundly with every

present.

When the final note faded, many in the audience quietly wiped away tears.

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