Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 94
In the farthest corner of the studio’s lounge, solitude reigned. With lunchtime lingering on the horizon and the assistant directors
nowhere in sight, Natalie settled into the embrace of an overstuffed couch, the distant din of laughter barely seeping through the
walls as she fired up a round of Solitaire on her phone.
“Natalie?” A voice cut through her focus, prompting her to glance up. There stood Arlen,
concern etching his features. “Your cheek still hurting?” he asked softly, gesturing towards her face.
“Thanks for asking. It’s much better now,” Natalie replied, her tone polite but distant.
Arlen stepped inside, fishing a small bottle of pain relief cream from his pocket and extending it toward her. “Miller wanted me to
give this to you. Had a hard time catching you alone.”
Natalie eyed the hand hovering close enough that taking the bottle would mean brushing against his fingers. She needed to keep
her distance from Arlen.
With a light chuckle, she suggested, “Just set it on the table for now, please. My hands are a bit tied at the moment.”
Arlen was eager to discuss with Natalie the evening he saw her step out of a sleek sports car. Despite the rumors on set, her
guarded demeanor hinted at a certain self–respect that contradicted the gossip.
Their reyes briefly met before Natalie, picking up on Arlen’s reluctance to leave, quickly cut in.“Oh, by the way, I think Sofia was
looking for you earlier. You might want to check in with
her.”

“Sure,” Arlen relented after a brief hesitation, placing the bottle on the table before he exited.
As Natalie watched his retreating figure, a sigh of relief escaped her. But when she turned away, her gaze landed on Brian, who
was leaning casually against the restroom door, his face an unreadable mask.
Her heart nearly leaped out of her throat. She could’ve sworn there hadn’t been a sound from the restroom before. She had
checked for privacy.
A quick scan of the bustling corridor outside, and she decided to make a move. Pocketing her phone and rising from the couch,
she approached the door. But before her fingers could graze the handle, Brian’s hand clamped around her wrist, pulling her back
with a force that bordered. on daring.
“What are you...” Her objection was cut short as Brian swung the lounge door shut and, gripping her firmly, steered her towards
the restroom.
Natalie struggled in vain against his hold, biting down hard on his wrist when they reached the threshold of the shower.
Brian winced but managed to shove her into the stall, pinning her against the wall as he turned
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on the water. The icy cascade triggered a shiver that shook her to the core.
“Are you insane, Brian?” she cried, trying to break free, only to find herself hoisted onto a ledge lined with shampoo bottles.

“Yes! I am insane!” he growled, his hand fastening around her chin, as he drenched her from head to toe with the shower head.
He was out of his mind to have sent her abroad, to have let her lose their child and not care, to have introduced her to Kellan, to
have encouraged her acting career!
Chilled to the bone, Natalie’s legs flailed instinctively towards Brian’s abdomen. But before her foot could touch him, he caught
her slender leg with ease.
With a mere tug, the elegant dress she hadn’t had time to change out of tore apart like tissue
paper.
Natalie hadn’t expected such brazen disregard from Brian, especially there. Panicked, she raised her arms to shield herself, but
before she could, Brian yanked her arms away, pulling her into him with undeniable force.
Perched on the ledge, her waist was eye–level with Brian’s, and as they collided, Natalie’s face. went deathly pale. She felt his
sexual reaction, undeniable and pressing against her.