Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 646

Chapter 646

Meanwhile, Kenneth directly went up to Natasha's room.

Natasha, who had just walked out of the bathroom, bumped into the man right after he entered her room.

Having taken a shower and changed into fresh clothes, she seemed soft yet revitalized.

“Done chatting so soon?” she inquired while drying her hair with the towel.

Kenneth then reached out to pull her into his arms and took a deep sniff of her neck before replying lazily, “Yeah!”

Natasha let him hug her, wearing a smile on her face. “Stop it!” she uttered when he tried to kiss her.

The man complied. “How about I blow-dry your hair for you?” he offered upon seeing that her hair was still dripping wet.

Natasha replied, “Sure!”

With that, she slumped lazily into the couch and started playing with her phone while Kenneth grabbed a hairdryer to do as he said.

Her long hair looked exceptionally healthy since she had never had it dyed or permed. It took Kenneth quite a while to get the woman's locks nice and dry.

After setting the hairdryer aside, he sat down beside Natasha, whose face remained buried in her phone.

Kenneth stared at her for a long time before finally breaking the silence. “Nat, are you upset?”

“Huh?” voiced Natasha without lifting her head.

Only after he unceremoniously snatched her phone away did she look up at him.

“What's wrong?” she asked as she gazed innocently at the man.

In response, Kenneth scrutinized her with furrowed eyebrows. “So, are you mad or not?”

“Why would I be mad?”

“Do you mean to tell me that I've been worried for nothing? You were never mad?” He continued frowning since it did not seem like she was faking her expression.

“Don't you at least have to tell me what you did wrong for me to get upset?”

“Nat, I'm not sure if you're being serious or playing dumb with me.”

“Which do you prefer?”

Kenneth then sized up Natasha once again before answering, “I don't want you to be angry, but at the same time, I kind of hope that you are.”

After knitting her eyebrows slightly, she let out a chuckle. “That sounds conflicting, doesn't it?”

“It does, but what can I do? I keep having this urge to prove that I'm important to you,” he responded.

Having listened to that, Natasha closed her eyes momentarily before reaching out to put her arm around Kenneth's neck. “Me being with you is the best proof you have. How else do you want me to prove it, Mr. Hamilton?”

Kenneth felt as though he had been brought back to the past when he heard Natasha call him “Mr. Hamilton.”

Staring at the face before him, he quirked the corner of his lips. “Ms. Watson, there are a lot of ways to prove it. However, you never seem to do what I anticipate!”

Natasha swept her gaze across him before she answered, “Mr. Hamilton, you didn't think I'd get jealous because of a young lady, did you?”

“Why wouldn't you?” he asked in return.

“She's still so young...”

“Don't you think she's treating me differently?” inquired Kenneth.

She nodded in response to that. “I don't need to think; I can tell simply by the way she looks at you.”

“Then why aren't you mad or jealous?”

Because of the question, Natasha was rendered speechless for a while. “Maybe I'm just confident?”

It was Kenneth's turn to be at a loss for words when he realized she was not joking about her confidence. “I don't doubt that you're confident, but were you really not worried that I'd get ideas?”

Natasha then answered the man's question by shaking her head.

“Why?” he asked.

“Because I believe the man who said he'd marry me since he was a child wouldn't lie to me,” she replied with her eyes still fixed on Kenneth, who fell silent for a moment after hearing her.

“People change all the time, so weren't you worried that I'd become a different person than the one you knew?”

Natasha inclined her head slightly again in response. “If that were the case, I'd have no one but myself to blame. Besides, it's not as if I can't find another man. I can probably get one within...”

Before she could finish her sentence, Kenneth suddenly pounced on her and threatened in his deep voice, “Don't you dare!”

Even though she was merely joking, the man before her already had his face hardened and his obsidian eyes filled with anger.

Meeting his gaze, Natasha chuckled and taunted, “Only if you do.”

Kenneth was concerned about his beloved woman being angry with him before, but unexpectedly, he ended up being the upset one.

However, that was only natural since he could not bear the thought of Natasha being with another man.

Gazing intently at the woman, he slowly furrowed his eyebrows as a glint of menace flashed across his eyes. “You won't get the chance, Nat!” With that, he leaned in and forced his lips onto hers.

“You belong to me only. Do you understand, Nat?” whispered Kenneth while softly pinching Natasha's slender waist and tilting his head to nibble at her earlobe as if punishing her.

With him teasing her most sensitive body part, she suddenly felt as though her breath had been taken away and her senses heightened.

“That depends on your performance,” she said softly.

Even though Natasha looked as gentle as a dove, she was not any less alluring when those words came out of her mouth.

“What would you like me to do, Nat?” asked Kenneth, whose voice became even hoarser with the fire of desire burning in his eyes and core.

Natasha gently ran her finger across the man's Adam's apple before replying, “Beats me. I don't have much experience, so you'll have to lead me, Mr. Hamilton...”

“Okay. Don't mind if I do,” Kenneth responded with a smirk and a playful look.

Then, he leaned in once again and gave her a kiss deeper and more forceful than the previous ones.

Kenneth wanted nothing more than to “swallow” Natasha and become one with her, but he knew that would scare her since she did not have much experience. Thus, he had to take things one step at a time.

I remember what an innocent young lady Natasha was when she was with me a few years ago, so I must give her a different experience this time. With that thought in mind, he slowed down and patiently guided her, allowing her to try something new.

Just when everything was going on smoothly in the room, the door was pushed open at the worst possible moment.

“Nat!” The three little ones stormed in, giving the two adults a great shock.

Then, Kenneth instinctively grabbed some clothes to cover Natasha before turning to the children at the doorway and taking a deep breath. “Don't you know how to knock?”