Chapter 469

Natalie couldn't help but think Taylor was a beast in every sense of the word. It had only been a month since he was shot, and yet here he was, giving it his all without a second thought to his injury. As he pulled away from kissing her lips, she gasped for air and reminded him, "You're still injured. Don't overdo it." "Worried about me?" His low, teasing voice was laced with temptation. She neither admitted nor denied it. "If you hurt yourself, you'll be the one to suffer." "Don't worry, Ms. Lopez. I'm not that fragile." He sounded full of confidence, and with that, his movements became even more intense. Once again, her nails left red marks down his back. Then, something else caught her attention. His way of addressing her had changed. He had gone from affectionately calling her "Nat" to "Ms. Lopez". Her mind wandered. When he called her "Nat" on the phone earlier, she had briefly thought he might've regained his memory. But in the end, it was just another one