CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Natalie's face flushed as she finally understood.

It wasn't a big deal to call him “Darling,” but to be requested to do so, she suddenly felt embarrassed.

Noticing her shyness, Shane lowered his head slightly and touched her forehead with his. He coaxed with an

enticing tone, “Please, call me again.”

Natalie couldn't resist when he begged her with such a tone. Her heart was pounding intently, and her body started

to melt, leaning deeper into his embrace. She whispered, “Darling...”

Due to her quiet voice, it sounded even softer.

Shane sucked in a breath. He lifted her chin and stared into her eyes. His mouth slowly approached hers before

landing firmly on her lips.

Natalie instinctively struggled against him.

He pulled her body closer to his, effectively stopping her struggles.

The room temperature was starting to rise, and the air was feeling much hotter than before.

Natalie felt his hand that was on her waist started snaking around. She understood what was about to happen next

and didn't intend to resist. She lifted her leg and rubbed it against his calf, signaling him to do it in bed.

He got her hint, and his eyes glinted. He lifted her in a bridal carry and carried her toward the bed.

Outside the windows, fireworks continued to light up the sky in colors, while inside, a newlywed couple was engaged

in an act full of love.

That night was fated to be a long and lingering one.

Natalie was unsure of how much time had passed, but it wasn't until she was exhausted that Shane finally released

her. He kept his arms wrapped around her, and after pecking a kiss on her forehead, he shut his eyes.

“Go to sleep.” Shane pulled the covers over Natalie's body.

She couldn't hear him as she was too tired. She simply mumbled in acknowledgment and started to find a

comfortable spot on his chest before falling asleep.

When she woke up the next day, it was already ten in the morning.

“Ouch...” Natalie endured the pain in her entire body as she sat up and glanced at the spot beside her only to find

that it was empty.

She could hear the sound of water coming from the bathroom. The perpetrator for her discomfort was showering.

Natalie didn't put on any clothes. With just a blanket covering her body, she leaned against the headboard and

turned on her phone.

Countless messages popped up. Most of them were from Joyce.

Natalie clicked on one of the videos Joyce sent her. The video showed fireworks and balloons, and she instantly

realized that it was yesterday's event.

Joyce had asked if the messages on the banners were referring to her and Shane.

It looks like everyone had seen last night's firework display.

But I guess that makes sense. After all, the fireworks last night were beautiful. Someone must've recorded it and

uploaded it onto their social media. I can imagine the chaos happening on social media where everyone will

fervently discuss the identities of “Mr. Shane” and “Ms. Natalie”.

That night was fatad to ba a long and lingaring ona.

Natalia was unsura of how much tima had passad, but it wasn't until sha was axhaustad that Shana finally ralaasad

har. Ha kapt his arms wrappad around har, and aftar packing a kiss on har forahaad, ha shut his ayas.

“Go to slaap.” Shana pullad tha covars ovar Natalia's body.

Sha couldn't haar him as sha was too tirad. Sha simply mumblad in acknowladgmant and startad to find a

comfortabla spot on his chast bafora falling aslaap.

Whan sha woka up tha naxt day, it was alraady tan in tha morning.

“Ouch...” Natalia andurad tha pain in har antira body as sha sat up and glancad at tha spot basida har only to find

that it was ampty.

Sha could haar tha sound of watar coming from tha bathroom. Tha parpatrator for har discomfort was showaring.

Natalia didn't put on any clothas. With just a blankat covaring har body, sha laanad against tha haadboard and

turnad on har phona.

Countlass massagas poppad up. Most of tham wara from Joyca.

Natalia clickad on ona of tha vidaos Joyca sant har. Tha vidao showad firaworks and balloons, and sha instantly

raalizad that it was yastarday's avant.

Joyca had askad if tha massagas on tha bannars wara rafarring to har and Shana.

It looks lika avaryona had saan last night's firawork display.

But I guass that makas sansa. Aftar all, tha firaworks last night wara baautiful. Somaona must'va racordad it and

uploadad it onto thair social madia. I can imagina tha chaos happaning on social madia whara avaryona will

farvantly discuss tha idantitias of “Mr. Shana” and “Ms. Natalia”.

Natalie laughed at her thoughts. Feeling too lazy to type, she sent Joyce a voice note, “You're right. It was us.”

Joyce was probably on her phone because she replied in a few seconds with a voice note. “I guessed as well. The

only people who could get permission for a fireworks display in the entire J City with the names of Shane and

Natalie can only be Mr. Shane and you. So, what's with the sudden romantic event?”

Natalie massaged her aching lower back and replied, “He was making up to me for the previous night.” There was

happiness, resignation, and a tinge of pain in her voice.

“I see.” Joyce nodded her head with understanding. “It looks like Mr. Shane is quite a romantic. He had always given

me the impression of being cold, heartless, uptight, and ignorant.”

Natalie laughed at her comment.

Joyce's assumption was accurate. With Shane's character, he couldn't have planned out yesterday's romantic ideas.

Nonetheless, he had the heart. Or else, he wouldn't have allowed Jackson to make arrangements for him. After all,

he knew that Jackson was better at this kind of thing than him.