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?"

difference between being a slut and being a lover. She probably just makes a good slut—sleeping

of them added, watching the pair with admiration. "They look perfect together.

floor, pulling her closer with a gentle tug that caused her to collide softly against him.

taking in her puzzled expression. How I wish I could tell

she asked,

guiding her gracefully into the dance. "You look so beautiful

trying to remain calm, though his closeness always had a way of affecting

when something clicked. The way he held her, his movements, the energy between them—it all felt familiar. It reminded her

into Justin’s eyes. Though his eye color was different, something in his gaze felt the same. His strong frame against hers, the confidence in his steps—it was too similar to

her suspicion in another way. Leaning closer, she buried her face near his neck, breathing in his

intimate gesture, as though she was

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

the other side of his neck, noticing a square bandage covering the spot where she had bitten

healed yet?"

me anytime, anywhere. Your husband is tough enough

then leaned back in, breathing near his neck again. The cologne isn’t the same, but there’s something familiar. Could

was doing, Justin pulled her firmly against

tried to pull away, but his hand around her waist held her securely. "I was

"Just?"

"Nothing."

released her hand, lifted her chin, and

with

at the sight. He couldn’t believe she was kissing a man openly, while she had never even held his hand in public, always maintaining an air of dignified lady. ’Was that all