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

 

you invite yourself into

 

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

 

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

 

“I’m sorry but mom said you don’t live here and I’m

 

seems even

 

night?” he says with a nasty tone, “so you just love to show up, ruin everyone’s plan and disappear again, right? Like you are the princess and the

 

But before I could react, he turns his

 

the fuck

 

that sweet and charming Eason, who would give me the brightest smile whenever

 

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

 

to talk to him

 

even more surprised. “He’s

 

the window and just in time to catch a sport car

 

My god…hope

 

be mad. But he doesn’t have to be

 

go out for brunch? Then we can go shopping and have our nails and hair

 

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

 

in Ramirez’s dictionary. The wealth that this

 

hate to break it to

 

is a cheating pig. And the heir of this townhouse

 

semester won’t begin in at

 

wants me to stay

 

to be so cruel

 

“Mom…”

 

I can finish, my phone

 

out and is surprised to

 

up? At least let

 

has the face to come back to

 

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

 

not

 

texts me

 

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

 

lights up. “You need a

 

bus. An hour later, I find myself in Boston’s most bustling and extravagant mall,

 

waiters wear black ties and pulls out the chair for you. I lost my temper once in a restaurant

 

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