The Heiress'S Love
Chapters 18. Love Me Like You Do

James leaned his shoulders on the kitchen door frame, silent to the attention of Natasha who was busy preparing breakfast while humming a song. A sense of happiness rippled in his chest these past few days considering his relationship with Natasha was progressing rapidly.

With a slow step he approached Natasha who was still busy with Pancake dough for their breakfast. That's Natasha. Even though she was born into a wealthy family, the girl still wanted to learn to cook and maybe it was also one of Natasha's escape when she felt lonely.

“Need help?” Sapa James who immediately hugged Natasha from behind until the girl was shocked.

“Not necessary. I used to do it myself.” Natasha looked over to see her sister's smile.

“You sure?” James said in Natasha's ear.

Warm breath James who touches the skin makes the fur of Natasha bristles. Not enough to get there, James actually further aggravated the situation by peeling his ear lobe. Mengulum and play his tongue there.

“James.” Natasha gusar.

“I love you Natasha to the point of driving me crazy must endure this.” Whisper James raucous. The surface of Natasha's neck skin that feels smooth with the tip of the nose and gives warm kisses there.

“James.” Groans slid back from Natasha's lips as if asking her brother to be aware of what James did. But the man turned over Natasha's body, clenched her half-open lips and peppered her mercilessly. He was not even aware when James had already hugged him in the dining chair. The man did not give him a chance to escape the passion that increasingly gripped the body.

“I love you Natasha.” James muttered that he did not stop making fun of Natasha until the girl had a great deal of excitement in her arms. He let Natasha lean on his chest with a sigh. He could feel the pounding on Natasha's chest as hard as his heart.

“A... will daddy get angry knowing this is all James?” Natasha asked in a frightened tone, teasing James who was struggling to temper his desires.

James was stunned to hear Natasha's question. That was what had been troubling his mind all along. He knew Romanov would feel very disappointed in him, but the love and affection he had been in his heart for so long was very difficult for him to get over.

“Do not worry. I'll talk to daddy later.” Said James gently kissing Natasha's forehead.

Finally, after almost half an hour delayed, they continued cooking and breakfast together like a lover who was drunk with love. James turned into a very loving and caring man towards Natasha. While Natasha who received special treatment from James felt his heart flowery so that his face could not hide the hue almost every time.

Not only was it morning on that sunny day James treated Natasha as a lover. In the following days he behaved the same. Even now the man was willing to wait until Natasha's college hours were over to be able to go home together.

Their relationship is getting closer it turns out not everyone likes it, especially the girls who are sekampus with them. James is one of the idol men in college. Knowing that the puja man was holding a girl who was very young from the man or most of the female students there clearly caused envy and envy. Not only once, twice Natasha got unpleasant treatment but all that she kept tight so that her brother no one knew.

“Tasya, I've been thinking lately about taking you to move into my house. Are you ready?” James asked one day as they were on their way home from college.

Natasha, who was holding back pain after being hit by one of the desks on campus because a girl pushed him earlier, was a little not paying attention to James's words just now. Hence he turned to the man with a puzzled look and wondered.

“Hem.” Natasha Muttered.

“Mansion Daniel?” Natasha did not understand.

“Not. Own house. I have my own home in London.” Bright James.

“Is it okay we stay together?” Search Natasha.

“Today we also stayed with Tasya.” Kekeh James amused, “I only thought of… the apartment that Daniel gave me was too far from campus and it just so happened that the house I had was not so far from campus so it would be easier for us to live in my house and not waste time on the road. How?”

“I follow only.” Natasha said no objection.

“Alright, we stop by there now.”

James immediately drove his car to the home of Compton Aveneu which he had long left because he chose to live with Natasha in the mansion Daniel first. Arriving at the place they were headed, James immediately took Natasha into his house which was not as big as Daniel's mansion.

It was Natasha who was walking beside him. The girl looked happy even though the house was less luxurious with the mansion even the apartment they used lately. Unknowingly, James smiled in relief. This house is indeed the house of his labor to work all this time. It is not big because he prepared another house that he will present to Natasha someday who is in Russia.

Since the night of Natasha's birthday, James has been determined not to hide his feelings for the girl. Seeing another man touch Natasha managed to sharpen James' heart that's why he struggled to reach Natasha's heart and his efforts succeeded, now only one problem he had to face. Keep on being frank with his foster father. Romanovs.

“You like?” James asked anxiously after wandering around the house.

“Ya, I like.”

Those words are all James needs. They eventually moved into that house. Live the day with great affection. It is indisputable that they are very happy with each other. James' warm attitude immediately melted Natasha to almost dependence with her brother. Until one sunny morning they woke up with smiles adorning their lips without knowing a storm was running towards them.

As usual every morning, James helps Natasha prepare breakfast when the sound of the doorbell is heard loudly harassing their activities.

“Let me open.” Sergey James saw Natasha going out of the kitchen.

Natasha nodded in agreement and continued the work of preparing breakfast for the two of them, letting James who was walking quickly forward as the sound of the doorbell still rang. James grumbled inwardly, cursing at anyone who was behind the door that had unceasingly disturbed his bright morning.

Only, the curse that was about to leap from his mouth was immediately swallowed quickly upon seeing who was in the doorway the moment James opened the door.

“Good morning James, do you miss me?”

Seriate...