Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 221: Vincent’s Demand

"So, what do you want me to do?" Vincent asked casually.

His words pulled Natalie out of her thoughts. "What do you mean?"

"Do you want me to drag this Aiden Hendrix—or Shaw, whatever he calls himself—to you? Or would you prefer to come with me and personally press a gun to his temple?" His tone was so nonchalant it was as if he were talking about a stroll in the park.

"There’s no need to do anything," Natalie said firmly. "I’ve already found him."

"Found him?" Vincent raised an eyebrow. "Did he come to you on his own?"

"Yes, and we’re together now. So stay out of it. You’ve done enough." Her tone was dismissive, signaling the end of the conversation.

Vincent’s expression darkened, his voice taking on a dangerous edge. "After making me work for you, you dare to dismiss me like this? Are you taking me for granted because I’ve given you some freedom? Do you want me to take you back to Xyros right now?"

Natalie swallowed hard. Despite his usual care and gentleness toward her, she was all too aware of the darker side of Vincent—the one she had no intention of provoking.

"What do you want to do, then?" she asked carefully. "You can stay in this city and... have some fun."

"Oh, I will," Vincent replied with a smirk. "But first, I want to meet your husband in person. Once I see him..." He paused, the smirk widening. "...I’ll be good to him."

Natalie’s heart sank. The idea of Vincent meeting Justin—or Aiden—was alarming. She couldn’t allow that to happen.

"You don’t need to," she said quickly, trying to dissuade him.

"But I want to," Vincent replied, his tone firm. "If I see that the reason I let you go isn’t good enough—that he’s not suitable for you—you’re coming back with me to Xyros. No arguments."

Natalie clenched her fists in frustration, but she knew better than to challenge him outright. She needed to think fast to prevent Vincent from crossing paths with Justin—or worse, Aiden.

"You gave me three years, and only two have passed, so..." Natalie began, her tone defiant.

years," Vincent interrupted coldly. "Do you really think another

voice. "Aiden and I—we love each other. I’ve decided to spend

be seen. I trusted you with Ivan, and I was wrong," he said flatly. "I didn’t invest my time in you just to watch you fall into the hands of idiots. I’m the only

but he cut

was calm, but the underlying

coming her way. Were her current troubles not enough that another one added to it,

never let things go. Vincent wouldn’t leave until he met her supposed husband and confirmed her love

on the condition that she had three years to find her true love. If she failed, she had promised

her husband seemed the only plausible option because introducing him to Aiden Shaw was out of the question. But the thought of Vincent

rights over her as if he owned her, she was sure these two will be at each other’s throats, she thought grimly. And one of them won’t

hands. What am I going

the urge to scream. Why

entered. "What’s going on, Nat? Why does everyone outside look so tense, and why did they even dare to stop me from coming in—" Her words

his lopsided smile making him look both charming and unsettling at the same

asked, her tone tinged with irritation as

one of the Fords was here to annoy you. I didn’t realize you were poaching

Natalie

Mia asked, tilting her head as she

firmly, shooting Mia a warning look before turning back to Vincent. "You can leave

least introduce me to your friend?" he asked smoothly, his sharp gray eyes glinting with amusement. "I must say, you have excellent taste

while Natalie pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration. This day just keeps getting worse, she

reluctantly. Before either of them could say

because you asked me to, but I do have some work

meet you, Mia," he said smoothly, holding out a small

as she stared at it. "H-How did you get this? I thought

"You might not want to know the details...

stepping toward them, her tone both