The Otherside Of Love || Sadistic Billionaire

Natalie’s POV

When I got out of the bathroom, the smell of fried eggs made my stomach growl. I was starving; I hadn’t eaten anything yesterday.

I headed towards my room, ignoring Rafael. I didn’t want him here, and I wasn’t going to give him any attention. I knew being around him was dangerous.

Why couldn’t I just pick one of my comfortable summer dresses like always? Why was this so difficult now? I glared at my reflection in the mirror and sneered, “Do you really have to ask? It’s all because of the distraction in your kitchen.”

I sighed.

The blue dress was the ideal choice for me. It wasn’t too much, and it fit the place I intended to go.

Thinking about today’s meeting made me anxious.

I lifted my hair into a ponytail, applied sunscreen, mascara, and pink gloss. After spraying my perfume and putting on my high heels, I went to the kitchen, only to find Rafael still there, wearing just a towel! His back was to me as he washed something in the sink.

I couldn’t help but stare at his muscular back, watching his muscles move with every action. Sensing my presence, he suddenly turned around. Our gazes met in silence.

He looked me up and down and whistled in admiration. “Wow, amazing!”

Then he came close to me. I didn’t budge. He stood before me and whispered, “Why do you become more beautiful every day? You’re making it difficult for me.”

I raised my hand, traced lines on his bare chest, and said in a deliberately seductive tone, “Your bad, Rafael. We cannot be together. You can’t touch me. This body isn’t yours anymore. You lost your chance!”

He closed his eyes tightly, pained with every touch of my finger on his chest. When he opened his eyes, his gaze was full of lust. I could sense his erection.

I stared down at his erection, then into his eyes, and asked, “Why are you still in the towel?”

He didn’t answer. Instead, he bent down, desperate lust in his eyes as he tried to kiss me. I sneered, quickly moving under his arm and heading straight to the table where he had set breakfast.

I saw him tighten his grip and clench his fists.

“You made a lot of effort here,” I mocked.

He didn’t reply, eyes still shut. I continued, “As I recall, you were a good cook!”

He stared into my eyes. I knew he remembered, as I did, that night when he promised he would always protect me, when I confessed my love to him, and he asked me not to love him.

“What should I do to make you give me another chance?” he asked, his tone a mix of despair and fury.

I sat at the table and asked, “How did you take my revenge on Debbie?”

“She’s in jail,” he answered promptly.

I started eating the eggs, which were delicious.

“Is that it? Just in jail?” I questioned.

He looked at me in confusion, so I explained, “I thought you were more powerful!”

Before he could reply, the doorbell rang. I looked at him with disappointment and said, “For the last time, we don’t have any future together. You lived without me for the past seven months, and you can live the rest.”

I passed him and reached the door. Before I opened it, I said, “Daniel’s at the door, in case you want to wear your clothes.”

I was sure Rafael had never been told what to do. I knew he felt desperate. Even if I wasn’t being fair with him, I wasn’t going to let my heart soften again.

When he turned and entered the bathroom, I felt the desire to cry. This was the man I had loved since childhood. Getting rid of him wasn’t easy.

I cleared my throat and opened the door.

“What took you so long to open the door?” Daniel asked impatiently as I swung it open.

He didn’t wait for my reply. Instead, he entered, saying, “Are you sure you want to go to this meeting?”

I gestured for him to keep silent. He looked at me in confusion, then noticed the food for two people on the table. Then he looked around to see a man’s shoes and a wristwatch.

“Who’s here?” he asked. Then, a hint of surprise shone in his eyes as he stated, “Rafael!”Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

I sighed and said, “Yes, and it’s a long story.” I hesitated for a second, then added, “I don’t want him to know about my father.”

He nodded in understanding and replied, “Okay.”

Rafael came out of the bathroom, dressed, exchanged greetings with Daniel, then said in a sarcastic tone, “Why did you lie and tell me she was engaged and the child wasn’t mine?”

His tone was calm but strong. From the way he looked and acted, anyone would know that if he wasn’t strong enough, he wouldn’t be a match for this man.

Daniel raised an eyebrow. “You don’t deserve her. She deserves a better man!”

Rafael bit his lower lip, then pounced on Daniel, grabbing him by the collar and hissing through gritted teeth, “Repeat what you just said!”

“What? Does the truth hurt?” Daniel added.

“Why do I feel Daniel is always adding fuel to the fire?” I thought.

Rafael pushed Daniel onto the couch, gripped his jacket, and left without a word!

Had he left for good?

My heart tightened at the thought.

“Let’s go,” I said, not wanting my heart to think more about that love.

Daniel raised his head and said, “You still love him, don’t you?”

I answered promptly, “No!”

“Yes, you do, Nat. Why don’t you just give him a chance? The man loves you, I can tell,” he said softly.

“I can’t. I just can’t,” I said and grabbed my purse before turning to leave.

When Daniel and I entered the garage, I found Rafael there, leaning on his car.

I pretended I didn’t see him. But he said, “Here!”

I looked at him and asked, annoyed, “What else?”

“I’ll take you where you want to go,” he offered.

My car was still at my work garage, as William had brought me here yesterday. Did Rafael notice that my car wasn’t here?

“No, thanks,” I said.

“I insist,” he replied.

Daniel and I exchanged glances, but before I could say anything, a feminine voice chimed in, “Rafael? Is that really you?”

I turned to the source of the voice to see a beautiful girl getting out of her car. She said in a happy voice, “Oh my God, it’s really you!!”

Then, the girl ran towards him and hugged him tightly. Furthermore, she kissed him on the cheek.

He didn’t push her away!!

The fucker didn’t push her away!!!

“I hate you, Rafael. I hate you because I can’t hate you!” I screamed in my head.

But outwardly, I stayed calm as I heard him calling her name in surprise, “Julia!”

Why do I feel bad about that girl?

She untangled her arms from his neck, blinking coquettishly with her thickly mascaraed eyelashes, and said, “Oh God, Rafael, I’m so happy to see you! Can I invite you for breakfast?”

At that point, I turned to Daniel and said, “Let’s go, we’re already late!”

Before we could take our steps towards Daniel’s car, Rafael said, “Wait, let me take you, Natalie.”

The girl named Julia said, “Are these your friends?”

Rafael stared into my eyes and said, “This is my wife and her friend.”

The woman blinked several times as she stared at my belly, then stammered in shock, “Oh, your wife? And you’re going to be a father!”

The poor girl, it was obvious she was shocked as she added, “That was fast; I heard you called off your engagement recently!”

No one replied to her. I thought at first she felt awkward, but when she smiled and added, “Sorry for jumping on your husband like this. In fact, we have a long romantic intimate history together, so I couldn’t help just to hug him!” I knew I was wrong.