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.

 

sneers and takes

 

I saw you invite yourself

 

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

 

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

 

you don’t live here and I’m just

 

somehow, he seems even more

 

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

 

I could react, he turns his heels and storms out

 

fuck

 

who would give me the brightest smile whenever he sees me? Has he been using drugs and messed

 

leaving the room, I still decide to clean the mess on the floor. My cheeks burn when I

 

out of the kitchen. “Morning

 

want to talk to him about what

 

even

 

the garage. I run to the window and just in

 

into him? My god…hope he’s not mad with you staying

 

mad. But he doesn’t have to be such a jerk. I thought

 

we go out for brunch? Then we can go shopping and

 

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

 

dictionary. The wealth that

 

my mom seems so overly excited. I hate to break it

 

no reason to stay. Turns out my boyfriend is a cheating pig. And the heir of this

 

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 what brings you back this

 

me to stay so bad, then why

 

don’t want to be

 

“Mom…”

 

can finish, my phone

 

out and is surprised

 

Can we meet up? At least

 

face to

 

sneer at his text. Wondering what else he has got to say. Maybe he deserves another

 

not at your

 

texts me

 

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

 

face lights up. “You need a

 

to spoil me with my stepfather’s money, so I take the bus. An hour later,

 

you. I lost my temper once in a restaurant like these, and must have the

 

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