Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother
On the day of her wedding to her childhood sweetheart, Natalie Ford received an unexpected gift: a marriage certificate. It stated that she was already married to a complete stranger—Aiden Handrix. While the wedding guests continued to mock and insult her, her lover Ivan decided to dump her, choosing to marry her half-sister Briena instead. To add insult to injury, she was thrown out of her home. To prove her innocence, Natalie Ford could only take one course of action - she had to find this mysterious Aiden Handrix and get to the bottom of this! The next day, there was news trending on the TV. Justin Harper, the heir of the richest family in the Bayford was returning home. Natalie’s eyes narrowed at the TV screen. ‘Why does this man look exactly like the man in the picture of my wedding certificate?’ In the quest of uncovering the mystery behind her said marriage, she decided to follow him and ask personally. “Are you married?” “No.” “Do you have a twin brother?” “No?” “By chance you heard the name Aiden Handrix?” “No.” “Then, who the hell are you?’ “Your brother.” “Wait, what?” “Yes. Now pack your bags and come home with me.” First got a husband out of the blue and now a brother with the same face? Was god creating clones and offering them to her with different relationships?
Have You Ever Touched Yourself?
Natalie stopped Justin's hand before it could reach her chest. "What are you doing?"
"You truly don't know?" Justin asked. "My hands are craving to feel the softness."
"It's my body part, not some plaything for you," she countered.
"But that day, you didn't mind when I was playing," he said in a deliberately slow voice. His fingers traced the edge of her bra. "Why are you wearing it while sleeping?"
"I feel comfortable this way," she answered in a low voice, internally frowning at why he had to comment on such a thing.
"You should sleep comfortably, not feel trapped like this," he said, moving his hand to her back. Before Natalie could say anything, he had already unhooked her bra.
"Justin…"
"You don't need to wear it in in the night. It's just me, and you don't need be shy," he interrupted her and asked, "Isn't it better this way? Easier to breathe."
Natalie sighed. "It is. Now, sleep."