Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 116

Chapter 116: Intimacy In the Kitchen

"It’s rare for me to see a clumsy cook, so I like watching it." Justin corrected.

She gritted her teeth, a grip of her hand tightened on the knife.

’Clumsy? I am not that bad.’ She calmed herself and spoke, "Yet I see you stuffing yourself with food made by these so-called ’clumsy skills.’"

"Despite your skills, the food is delicious. I could eat it every day."

Her anger lessened at his words, and the frown slowly disappeared from her face. But she didn’t want to admit it. "So annoying."

Justin smiled and stepped into the kitchen. She tried to ignore him and continued with her work, but then she realised he was standing behind her, every cell of her body well aware of his very presence.

Before she could ask him what he wanted, she felt his hands surround her from both sides. He leaned down slightly, his chin almost resting on her shoulder, and her back grew aware of the warmth radiating from his body.

"What are you doing?" she asked, her voice slightly unsteady.

"Teaching you the right way to cut this vegetable, instead of your clumsy technique," he murmured, his low, deep voice echoing so close to her ear that she gulped. His hands covered hers—one holding a vegetable and the other a knife.

Her heart began to race as the heat of his large palms spread across the backs of her hands. She wanted to free her hands from his hold, but he held them firm.

"I... I’m fine with my clumsy skills," she muttered under her breath, acutely aware of how intimate this closeness felt.

"But I’m not," he whispered, his voice low and husky, his breath brushing against her cheek. "Trust me, you can do better."

Natalie let him guide her hands as he explained, "You don’t hold the knife so straight like this. Just angle it a little, and chop like this."

Everything around her seemed to fade away, leaving only the sound of the knife touching the chopping board.

Her heart raced like a bullet train, and she found herself going almost deaf because of the rapid thumping of her own heart.

"Understand?" he asked softly.

She exhaled lightly before giving a weak nod, which was barely any movement.

He continued to hold her small hands in his, feeling their softness against his palms, continuing to cut the rest of the vegetable she was holding. "See? This way, it’s more convenient. Isn’t it?"

She nodded again. "I... I can do the rest..." she mumbled.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his own heart beating fast. He didn’t want to pull away from her. This closeness felt so natural, as if it was exactly how it should be between them.

She hummed.

"Alright," he agreed but didn’t release her hand.

Instead, he rested his chin fully on her shoulder, his body seeming even closer to hers than before, with no intentions of letting her go.

She swallowed hard. This man. Why does he always do this? I get seduced so easily like this.

"If you don’t let go, I won’t be able to work," she murmured softly, trying to reason with him.

"What if I insist on staying like this?" he whispered, his thumb gently caressing the back of her hand.

"Then we’ll both end up starving."

"I’m already starving," he replied, his words carrying a different implication, his voice turning a little hoarse, almost needy.

She closed her eyes for a moment, trying not to let him affect her.

"Justin, please." Her soft voice carried a hint of plea.

"Don’t stay this close to me." _{frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓}

This man is a skilled seducer. I can’t fall for it. Being hurt by one man was more than enough to teach me not to fall for anyone, she thought helplessly, frowning. "I know you like to tease me, but that’s it. You should stop now."

Natalie gulped. Why does it look like he’s planning to kiss me? Nervously, she pressed her lower lip under her teeth, fearing what might happen next.

Ding-Dong!