In Love With My Evil Stepbrother

Chapter 2

 

I leap at the bed sheet and cover my body with it.

 

The man is apparently shocked as well. His hand still rests on the doorknob, taking in the sight that he’s seeing.

 

“Who the hell are you!” I snap, “Don’t you know how to knock??”

 

The man is tall and shockingly good-looking. His brown hair is in natural curls, which suits his pretty face. His eyes widen with surprise and then gradually squints. His lip suddenly curls into a smile and holds up his arm as he leans against the door.

 

I can’t believe he just stares. How rude!

 

“Can you not look??”

 

The smile on his lip deepens into a sarcastic angel. “Can you get out of my room?”

 

His room?

 

I look at him blankly for two seconds and suddenly take in a sharp inhale.

 

“Oh my god…Eason?”

 

He sure has changed a lot. Taller, prettier, looking more like a man. I even catch a glimpse of a tattoo on the side of his neck.

 

We spent one summer three years ago when my parents got divorced. It was such a great time. I was so sad when I had to leave for Miami to live with my dad. So I asked him to call or visit. But he never did. I tried to call him, but he rarely answered. We gradually grew apart.

 

This is the first time we speak to each other in almost three years.

 

“Um…” I’m a little overwhelmed. I want to give him a reunion hug and suddenly realize I’m still naked, “Eason. I’m so happy to see you. But can you close the door for me? I’m kindda in the middle of—”

 

He casually nods and closes the door.

 

Behind him.

 

I widen my eyes as he strides over and approaches me. I take a few steps back. He pushes When my bare buns touch the wallpaper, I suddenly realize now I’m trapped between the wall and him.

 

He’s so close, chest almost touching my shoulders. He lowers his eyeline and gaze gradually fixes on me. I must be going insane right now. But he just felt so different. Not like Eason at all. Like some stranger with an amazing smell of mint and oak.

 

This stranger makes my pulse quicken.

 

“Eason…” I stutter.

 

I remember he has emerald green eyes. But now his pupil is completely black, so dark that it’s like an abyss luring me in. I should look away, but I can’t.

 

he sneers and takes

 

invite yourself

 

still on his eyes. “What—no. It’s a mistake. My backpack is in your closet, and I was trying to get

 

are you in my room?” He cuts me off, “Why do you even

 

mom said you don’t live here and I’m

 

somehow, he seems even

 

love to show up, ruin everyone’s plan and disappear again, right? Like you are the princess and the sun orbits around

 

But before I could react, he

 

the fuck was

 

would give me the brightest smile whenever

 

the room, I still decide to clean the mess on the floor. My

 

the kitchen.

 

Eason?” I ask. I want to talk to him about

 

even

 

the garage. I run to the window and just in time

 

my side. “Did you bump into him? My god…hope he’s

 

can be mad. But he doesn’t have to be such

 

we can

 

went out with her, she looted the entire mall without a blink. The sale assistant at Hermès has to temporarily close the store just for us. I was half-scared that Mr. Ramirez would blame her lavish spending. But the man only complimented

 

Ramirez’s dictionary. The wealth that this family

 

excited. I hate to break it to her.

 

to stay. Turns out my boyfriend is a cheating pig. And the heir of

 

mom begs. I’m surprised to find tears welled up in her eyes. “Stay for another couple of days. Your semester won’t begin in at least a month. What’s the hurry? Let’s go out for brunch and you can tell

 

me to stay

 

I don’t want to be

 

“Mom…”

 

finish, my phone

 

and is

 

Can we meet up? At

 

bastard has the face to come back to

 

his text. Wondering what else he has got to say. Maybe he

 

But not at

 

me an

 

I tell her, “Maybe we can

 

need a car?

 

the bus. An hour later, I find myself in Boston’s most

 

where waiters wear black ties and pulls out the chair for you. I lost my temper once in a restaurant like these, and must have the most awkward conversation with

 

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