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.

hands and casual huge, she didn’t remember they ever did anything more. ’I thought

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

a comfortable sleep. A light smile painted on her lips- now she understood what it meant to feel

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woke up, as usual Justin was not in the room. Finding the bathroom empty already, she hurried to

the kitchen. ’Has he left already?

shadow on the wall, that came from the deck. She went towards the deck, only to find a shirtless man doing pushups. She found herself frozen in her place, seemingly enjoying the

sweat, balanced over muscular arms that moved up and down with steady precision. His expression was focused, every muscle from his neck to his waist flexing with each movement. His damp hair fell forward slightly, brushing his forehead as he continued his workout. Sadly those long legs

make this man so perfect? she couldn’t

presence, he turned his head slightly to look at her, all the while continuing

all. Grabbing a small towel, he wiped the sweat

of his chest from the front. Damn, that’s the perfect body to draw. Should I ask him

her, raising an

his chest and

stepped back quickly. "I... I didn’t mean

to touch?" she

"Huh?"

be better than leaving you curious about this perfect body of mine and letting me

No!" Her expression shifted to anger at being called a