Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 100: Want To See Me Naked?

Natalie, still wide awake, could sense every one of his movements. When she realized he was inching toward her, her heart skipped a beat, but she stayed still, too nervous to move.

She felt his hand slide under her neck, his arm coming around her shoulder. His other hand rested over hers, his large palm enveloping her smaller one. His chest pressed firmly against her back, wrapping her in his warmth.

"Ju...stin..." she mumbled, her heart pounding in her chest.

"I just want to sleep," he murmured softly, his breath warm against the back of her neck.

Natalie calmed herself and didn’t protest. Instead her other hand moved to held his hand that was wrapped round her shoulder, assuring him she was fine it.

Assured of her willingness, Justine tightened his hold around her, holding her as close as he could. He inhaled her sweet scent at the back of her neck, finding it comforting to his sesnes and closed his eyes as if sleep was finally calling for him.

"Good night!" his deep, low voice echoed next to her ear, making her gulp. But she replied anyways, "Good Night, Justin."

His lips curved into a light smile. His name sounded perfect the way she said it. It almost tempted him to plant a kiss at the back of her neck, but he held back.

Natalie let go of any restrain and relaxed, assured that he was just sleeping.

She realised, she had always been reluctant to intimate closeness with men, but with Justin, she didn’t feel reluctant at all.

Even when she loved Ivan or she thought she loved Ivan, she could not bring herself to be close to him. She somehow managed to convince herself that once they were married, she would be able to be close to Ivan, but everything ended even before she could get the answer.

showed any intimate interest with him?’ Other than maybe holding hands and casual huge, she didn’t remember they ever

against the back her neck. She gulped but didn’t find it reluctant. But then he didn’t move as if he was asleep

A light smile painted on her lips- now she understood what it meant

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in the room. Finding the bathroom empty already, she

she didn’t find Justin in the drawing room or in the kitchen. ’Has he left already? It’s still so early. He could leave after having

deck. She went towards the deck, only to find a shirtless man doing pushups. She found herself frozen in

waist flexing with each movement. His damp hair fell forward slightly, brushing his forehead as he continued his workout. Sadly

make this man so perfect? she couldn’t

look at her,

stopped and stood up effortlessly, as if he wasn’t tired at all. Grabbing a small towel, he wiped the sweat from

even better view of his chest from the front. Damn, that’s the perfect body to draw. Should I ask him to be my muse for

her, raising an

chest and met his deep eyes, suddenly realizing

I didn’t mean to stare

she heard him

"Huh?"

"Might be better than leaving

being called a pervert. "I