Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 82

Chapter 82: Possessive, Red Flag Man

She was standing in front of the mirror adjusting her outfit when Justin emerged from the bathroom, his expression still serious. Her eyes followed him, sensing something off.

"Did something happen?" she asked, watching as he came over to the mirror.

Without answering, he stood beside her and checked himself in the full-length mirror, fixing his tie with a practiced hand. Then, without looking at her, he said, "You should learn to keep a proper distance from people."

"Distance? Yeah, sure," she replied sarcastically. "I do keep my distance. Especially with you—"

"Not with me," he interrupted, his voice firm. "I’m the man you share your bed with, so you’ve already crossed that boundary of keeping a distance."

Natalie’s face flushed at the implication of his words. "Don’t make it sound ridiculous. It’s not like that. We’re just... it’s like roommates."

"I didn’t say anything wrong," he countered coolly.

She huffed, frustrated. "When have I not kept my distance with others?"

"Ask yourself," he replied, stepping closer, his eyes locked on hers. "Man or woman, don’t get too close to anyone."

Natalie gulped, instinctively stepping back. "A-Are you trying to control me?"

"I haven’t even started," Justin said, his voice low and calm.

She clenched her fists, glaring at him. "Don’t forget, this is all fake."

"Then tell that to your grandpa," he shot back. "And you won’t have to worry about being controlled by me."

This jerk! Natalie gritted her teeth. "Mia is like my sister. You don’t have to be so weird about it."

"As long as it’s not me who’s close to you, I mind everyone," he replied coolly. "Don’t forget what I said—when I’m around, it’s my space, my rules."

your rules!" she spat out, her temper flaring. "When

forward, trapping her between him and the wardrobe, his gaze darkening. "Say that again,"

she muttered, her voice tight with

to bear with it," he

deep breath. "It’s normal to be close with someone

his lips curling into

his expression, she

just agreed to," he said, his gaze watching her closely, his

asked, feeling her

back, his eyes still locked on her. "Just remember—keep your

glared at him. "You’re an overly possessive, red-flag kind of man. I pity

replied coolly, grabbing his laptop bag. "I am heading out of the city today for some

knowing why was she even

some mafia and going to lead my gang somewhere in the dark of the night to create a

"I was just asking. You don’t

look at her and this time his gaze calm and assuring, "There are some important matters related to

softened to get a genuine

leave before he reminded her again,

rolled her eyes at his retreating back and

left for work, and Albert had returned to the hospital, leaving Natalie and Mia alone

it—what’s really going on?" Mia grabbed Natalie’s hand, dragging her toward the sofa. "Is Justin

Natalie sighed and began explaining

her eyes suspiciously. "And you two even share a bed? Come on, spill. What did you two really do?

rolling her eyes.

night, and you expect me to believe nothing happens?

Natalie insisted, her cheeks flushing slightly. "And anyway, I’m already a married woman—unfortunately. Now, stop talking about me and tell me what your ’bandit queen’ of a grandmother did

that entire character from my life. She had another marriage proposal for me. If not for my parents stepping in, you’d be receiving a wedding invitation

her head. "I’m glad I’m not the only

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