Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 184: Kiss In Front Of Everyone

"Justin, Natalie, why don’t you two go ahead and dance?" Albert suggested, a warm smile on his face. "I’ve never seen you dance together as a couple."

Natalie glanced at Justin, silently asking for his thoughts.

"We should do as Mr. Ford says," Justin replied, standing up and extending his hand to her. "Shall we?"

Natalie looked over at her happy grandfather and then took Justin’s hand, standing to join him. Though she knew it would make her grandfather happy, she also didn’t mind dancing with Justin.

As they walked to join the other couples on the dance floor, all eyes turned to them, and envious whispers filled the room.

"She has the nerve to show off her poor husband. All he has are looks, nothing more."

"I bet even those clothes he’s wearing are rented."

"Does he even know how to dance?"

"Gigolos are trained to please rich women. Don’t underestimate him."

"I wonder, after being with so many women night after night, if he even has anything left to give her."

Irene scoffed. "She’s like a log. When she was with my brother, he didn’t even kiss her. I doubt that gigolo has done anything with her either."

"But isn’t she sleeping with wealthy men to get their support?"

a slut and being a lover. She probably just makes

one of them added, watching the pair with admiration. "They

closer with a gentle tug that caused her to collide softly against him. Her hands rested on his chest as she looked

her puzzled expression. How I wish I could tell you

she asked, breaking his

with his other, guiding her gracefully into the dance. "You look so beautiful today. I

his closeness always had

with him, following his lead, when something clicked. The way he held her, his movements, the energy between them—it all felt familiar. It reminded her of the mysterious man who had danced with

frame against hers, the confidence in his steps—it was too similar to ignore.

Leaning closer, she buried her face near his neck, breathing

gesture, as though she was being

bite another side of my neck?" Justin’s low, teasing voice whispered in

looked at the other side of his neck, noticing a square bandage covering the spot

hasn’t healed yet?" she asked

to bite me anytime, anywhere. Your husband is

cologne isn’t the same, but there’s something familiar. Could it be his

she was doing, Justin pulled her firmly against

I’m not." She tried to pull away, but his hand around

"Just?"

"Nothing."

down, Justin released her hand,

with

his hand in public, always maintaining an air of dignified lady. ’Was that all for