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

 

invite yourself into my closet without my

 

is still on his eyes. “What—no. It’s a mistake. My backpack is in

 

He cuts me off, “Why do you even come

 

but mom said you don’t live

 

somehow, he seems

 

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

 

before I could react, he turns his heels and storms out

 

fuck

 

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

 

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

 

mom coming out of the kitchen. “Morning Nat. Do you want to have

 

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

 

even

 

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

 

My god…hope he’s not mad with you

 

be mad. But he doesn’t have to

 

go out for brunch? Then we can go shopping and have our nails and hair done. When was the

 

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.

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

Your semester won’t begin in at least a month.

 

remain silent. I push back the urge of asking her if she wants me to stay so bad, then

 

to be so cruel

 

“Mom…”

 

can finish, my phone

 

out and is surprised to find it’s

 

we meet up? At least let me

 

the face to

 

else he has got to say. Maybe he deserves another

 

But not at your

 

me an

 

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

 

need a car? Or I can drive you

 

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

 

my temper once in a restaurant like these, and must have the most

 

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