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

 

yourself into

 

My

 

in my room?” He cuts me

 

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

 

somehow, he seems even

 

nasty tone, “so you just love to show up, ruin everyone’s

 

before I could react, he turns his heels

 

the fuck was

 

is that sweet and charming Eason, who would give me the brightest smile whenever he sees me? Has he been

 

mess on the floor. My cheeks burn when I

 

downstair and catch mom coming out of the

 

ask. I want to talk to him about

 

mom seems even more surprised. “He’s

 

hear the engine sound from the garage. I run to the window and just in time to catch a sport car disappears around

 

comes to my side. “Did you bump into him? My

 

But he doesn’t have to

 

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

 

mom is horrible. The last time I 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

 

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

 

so overly excited. I hate to break

 

stay. Turns out my boyfriend is a cheating pig. And

 

days. Your semester won’t begin in at least a month. What’s the

 

asking her if she wants me to stay so bad, then why did she leave me and my dad in the

 

to be so

 

“Mom…”

 

I can finish, my

 

and is surprised to

 

Can we meet up? At

 

shameless bastard has the face to come back to

 

Wondering what else he has

 

not

 

texts me

 

need to go…somewhere.” I tell her, “Maybe we can have dinner

 

“You need a car? Or I can drive you

 

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

 

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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