Chapter 495


    At that point, Natalie was sure that Tobias would get what she was trying to say, especially after


    giving that item to him.


    After that, Tobias and Mr. Simpson would be able to enjoy themselves to their heart''s content, and


    she would be able to leave.


    "Mr. Whitlock, take your time. I''ll leave first." Natalie was about to ce the box in Tobias''s hands.


    But the next second, her hand was grabbed.


    With the use of his force, Natalie was dragged into the room. Tobias mmed his hand onto the


    wall, trapping Natalie.


    Tobias''s leg gently pushed against the door, closing it shut.


    Natalie''s eyes widened.


    Was she not able to leave now since her n had seeded? Why was Tobias messing with her?


    "Mr. Whitlock, why are you messing with me?" Natalie blurted out subconsciously.


    She had already sent Mr. Simpson in and had given him the box of condoms. What else did he


    want?


    "Messing with you?" Tobias emphasized the phrase, "Am I messing with you?"


    That sentence would have seemed rather crude. But since it wasing from someone as virtuous


    as Tobias, it did not feel the least bit crude.


    Natalie''s face turned red, "Mr. Whitlock, that''s not what I mean."


    "Then what do you mean? Hmm?"


    Natalie nced at the box in her hands and said, "Mr. Whitlock, I''ve already bought this here. Do


    you still not understand what I mean?"


    Something dark glinted in Tobias''s eyes.


    "I don''t like using this kind of thing. I like to be direct." His eyes were burning with passion as he


    stared at Natalie.


    Natalie was speechless.


    She gulped and said, "But it''s better to use this. Safety first."


    Was it not easier for homosexuals to contract diseases?


    "I''m safe."


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    Natalie was at a loss for words.


    "It''s still better to use it." Natalie said dryly.


    "You want me to put it on that much? Hmm?" The


    corner of Tobias''s lips curled slightly.


    Natalie felt dizzy.


    What did he mean that she wanted him to put it on? She was just concerned about her boss'' safety!


    After all, she was still working at YS Group and Tobias was still giving her sry.


    "Mr. Whitlock, as your employee, I hope that you can be more concerned about your safety." Natalie


    said formally.


    The corners of Tobias''s lips lifted even higher, "Then why don''t you teach me how to use it?"


    Natalie looked stunned, "You''ve never used it before?"


    "Never."


    Natalie was dumbfounded.


    Was he kidding? The president said that he had never used this thing before!


    How was that even possible?


    "I can''t teach you. I don''t know how to use it either." Natalie said with a miserable expression.


    All of a sudden, Tobias''s head lowered and he leaned over to Natalie''s ear, "Since we both don''t


    know how to use it, why don''t we discuss the methods and practice tonight?"


    Those words were so cryptic.


    Those words were filled with so many implications.


    Natalie shivered all over.


    What did the boss mean by that? He wanted to have a discussion with her about how to use that


    thing and put it into practice...


    He and Benjamin should be the ones discussing and putting it into practice.


    "Boss, I don''t think it''s necessary for us to discus it. You and Mr. Simpson —" Natalie''s words got


    stuck.


    Eh? Where did Mr. Simpson go?


    Why did she not see his assistant?


    "He had already left." Tobias said, as if reading Natalie''s thoughts.


    Natalie was bbergasted.


    She had specially sent Benjamin to Tobias''s room. She had even prepared condoms for them. How


    could he just leave all of a sudden?


    "Natalie, it''s just the two of us now. Let''s study it thoroughly." Tobias said as he took the box from


    Natalie.


    He gracefully opened the box and asked, "How do I use it? Perhaps you can help me put it on?"


    As he spoke, he gazed at Natalie. His expression was unreadable.


    Natalie''s whole face was flushed red beyond recognition.


    Tobias put the small square in Natalie''s hand and said, "Here, Natalie, help me put it on."


    Natalie felt as if she was holding a soldering iron which burnt her palms until they felt swollen.


    She did not have the guts to help her boss put it on!


    Seeing that the man in front of her was moving closer and closer, Natalie was about to cry.


    "Mr. Whitlock, I really like men." Natalie said while on the verge of tears.


    She liked normal men and she was a normal woman. Why would Tobias continue to flirt with her


    and regard her as a target for being his "wife"?


    "You like men?" Tobias''s lips twitched into a slight smile, "I don''t believe it."


    Natalie''s heart sank.


    Sure enough, Tobias really thought that she did not like men. He had really mistaken her for a


    lesbian. No wonder he would always flirt with her and would want to marry her.


    Natalie raised her voice, "Mr. Whitlock, I swear, I really am a normal woman. I like men!"


    "Oh?" Tobias drew out the word, "Then how are you going to prove yourself?"


    "Prove myself?" Natalie was once again dumbfounded.


    How was she going to prove that?


    The next thing she knew, Tobias was gently holding onto Natalie''s chin and kissing her on the lips.


    The kiss was brief, but it was enough to arouse Natalie.


    "Tell me, do you feel anything?" Tobias stared at her.


    Of course she felt something!


    "I do not feel anything!" Natalie said instead.


    She would never admit that a gay man''s kiss stirred up something inside her.


    "Nothing?" Tobias raised his eyebrows, "You don''t feel anything from a man''s kiss, but you''re telling


    me that you like men, huh?"


    Natalie rendered speechless once again.


    Her head started to spin.


    "I felt something," she corrected.


    Tobias chuckled.


    He looked extremely handsome with a gentle smile on his face.


    A momentter, his kissnded on Natalie''s neck.


    A numb and tingling sensation spread throughout her neck, as if countless ants were crawling on


    her.


    Tobias said in a low voice, "Natalie, tell me, do you feel anything?"


    "I feel it..."


    She wanted to prove that she was not a lesbian. She wanted to prove that she had feelings for men,


    so she blurted it out without hesitation.


    Of course, she really did feel something.


    Tobias''s kiss was going lower and lower.


    Natalie''s body felt so weak that she nearly fell to the ground. She could only lean against the wall to


    stop herself from copsing.


    "Natalie, are you feeling anything?" As his lips went lower, his voice became more and more


    hoarse.


    "Yes, I feel it..." Natalie''s voice trembled beyond recognition.


    Therge presidential suite felt enchanting.


    The atmosphere was getting more and more out of control.


    Suddenly, the door was pushed open.


    "Mr. Whitlock, I think Miss Godfrey—" Benjamin''s words got stuck in his throat.


    Tobias was the first to react. He picked up his coat and draped it over Natalie, fully covering her.


    "Get out!" A hint of anger shed in Tobias''s eyes.


    "Yes, Mr. Whitlock." Benjamin retreated in a haste.


    He was too reckless.


    He had only realized something was wrong after he walked out of the hotel.