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

 

yourself into my closet

 

“What—no. It’s a mistake. My backpack is

 

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

 

said you don’t live here and I’m just here for one night. So, I

 

somehow, he seems even more

 

show up, ruin everyone’s

 

drops. But before I could react, he turns his heels and

 

the fuck was

 

me the brightest smile whenever he

 

the mess on the floor. My cheeks burn when I thought of these

 

coming out of the

 

I want to

 

even

 

I hear the engine sound from the garage. I run to the window

 

comes to my side. “Did you bump into him? My god…hope he’s not mad with

 

to be such a

 

holds my hand, “What do you say we go out for brunch? Then we can go shopping and have our nails and hair done.

 

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 mom’s taste when

 

I gradually realize, “lavish” doesn’t exist in Ramirez’s dictionary. The

 

hate to break

 

cheating pig. And the heir of this

 

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

 

me to stay so bad, then why did she leave me and my dad in

 

want to

 

“Mom…”

 

can finish, my phone

 

is surprised to

 

meet up? At

 

has the face to come back

 

has got to say. Maybe he deserves another slap

 

But not at

 

me

 

I need to go…somewhere.” I tell her,

 

a car? Or I

 

stepfather’s money, so I take the bus. An hour later, I find myself in Boston’s most bustling and extravagant mall,

 

in a restaurant like these, and

 

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