Justin frowned. “How can you be so sure? Do you know her?”


    “Why do you want her to make you clothes?” Instead of responding to


    his questions, Be asked about something else.


    “The birthday of someone I respect ising up. I want Sharon to


    design an outfit for her,” Justin put it vaguely.


    He did not want to let Be know that the outfit was for Celeste


    because it was a surprise.


    Still, Be interpreted his words differently.


    She scoffed and mocked, “Oh, I nearly forgot that the great Mrs. Salvador’s birthday is this weekend. You must want to impress your


    father with a gift for your stepmother. How thoughtful.”


    “Be.” Justin furrowed his brows in frustration.


    Her taunting did not get to him. He simply did not like to be


    misunderstood.


    “When you contact Sharon, don’t tell her that you want the dress for Shannon. Otherwise, she might justsh out at you,”


    Infuriated, Be turned with her back facing him. “Are you done? Leave now. I’m busy, and you’re a hindrance here.


    “Ah!”


    The needle pierced her finger in a moment of distraction, and she


    cried out loud.


    “What’s wrong? Did you hurt yourself?”


    Justin approached her and held her hand anxiously.


    A drop of blood seeped out of her fingertip.


    Justin grimaced as if he were the one stabbed. “It must hurt.”


    “Let go.” Be struggled to pull her hand away from his grasp, but the


    effort was futile.


    He teared up at the sight of the sttered blood.


    Justin somehow found the nerve to put Be’s finger in his mouth.


    “You…” Be’s heart raced.This material belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    Her cheeks burned as her breathing turned ragged.


    Sensing her tremors, Justin narrowed his eyes.


    As their gaze met, Be went weak on the knees, and her head was


    spinning.


    The affection in his eyes brought her back to their passionate night together, where she lost herself.


    They did nothing. Yet, it felt like they had done it all.


    Justin’s breathing grew heavy as tension rose in the room.


    “Enough!”


    Flustered, Be withdrew her hand.


    She pulled back. To her surprise, Justin reached out to hook her by


    the waist and pulled her into his arms.


    “What are you doing, Justin?” Dismay fleeted across her eyes.


    With his heart thumping out of his chest, the man looked into her bright eyes. Their bodies were so close that they could feel each other’s heartbeat and body temperature.


    “I want to kiss you, Be.” He was honest about his yearning.


    As her heart skipped a beat, Be gritted her teeth. “Dream-”


    He sealed her lips, taking her breath away from finishing the sentence.