In Love With My Evil Stepbrother

Chapter 1

 

I am outside my boyfriend’s apartment.

 

I just took a 10-hour flight from East Coat to the West, transferred twice, switched subway, and then bus, just to get here in time to surprise him on his birthday.

 

And here I am.

 

Listening to him fucking another woman inside that door.

 

“Oh yes…oh Zack babe…fuck me! Fuck!”

 

I can clearly hear the bed rattling, sweaty flesh smashing against each other, husky morns of pleasure.

 

I clamp my hand over my mouth to stop myself from screaming.

 

All these times he’s been begging me to come and visit, and this is his welcome gift? Cheating on me with another woman?

 

I feel betrayed, furious, and disgusted. Before I know it, I’m banging on his apartment door.

 

“Zack! Open the fucking door! Zack!”

 

The sound suddenly stops. A moment later, the door flies open as Zack appears behind it. His chest is naked, hair all raffled, I can still see all the hickey on his neck.

 

“Nat!” His eyes widen in panic, “What are you doing here?”

 

I can’t stop my voice from trembling. “What the hell are you doing? Have you been cheating on me? Who is in there!”

 

I shove him aside and try to push myself into the door. But Zack grabs my arm and stops me, as he growls, “Calm down! Will you?”

 

He runs his fingers through his hair, obviously frustrated. “Look…Nat, I never meant for you to find out about this. But think about it, for the past one year we are almost never together. You never visit. What do you expect me to do?”

 

I can’t believe my ear.

 

the cheater. And somehow, I’m

 

you to keep your thing inside of your pants. Is that really so

 

forehead twists into

 

Nat.” Finally he

 

bumping repeatedly against my chest. I glare at him and boom through my

 

hard across the face that his head almost knocks on the doorframe. Before he realizes

 

the building and suddenly realize it’s pouring outside. I want

 

just locked

 

rain off my face and take out

 

one and two person on my contact list are Jenna and my

 

last thing I need right now is another

 

shivers

 

about contacting this person…but I am exhausted and soaking wet and have no place to go to. What better idea do I

 

***

 

is the most prestigious area in the city. You gotta have both the money and

 

can’t you give me a

 

“Mom I’m fine…I’m

 

are you talking about?” her tone

 

here to visit you, mom.” I

 

on her face faints, as she tucks a lock of hair to the

 

with her oval blue eyes and thick brown hair cascades down past her shoulder. She is well aware of her physical attractiveness, probably why she left

 

the time about

 

and Eason home? If this is not a good time, I can easily get room

 

for business trip and Eason is staying at his penthouse.

 

my stepbrother has a penthouse. Why am

 

is on the second floor, first door to the left. When mom opens his bedroom door for me, suddenly it’s like clock has been turned back. Everything is the same as I

 

funny stuffs when he travels abroad. All his collections are shockingly expensive. One time I wanted to use a teacup in his collection to drink water, and he told me this seemingly normal teacup is actually passed down from Victoria Era and worth thousands of dollars. It

 

as it is between me and my mom,

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