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.

 

and

 

yourself into my closet

 

mistake. My backpack is in

 

you in my room?” He cuts me off,

 

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

 

somehow, he seems even more

 

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 sun orbits

 

react, he turns his heels

 

the fuck was

 

and charming Eason, who would give me the brightest smile whenever he sees

 

room, I still decide to clean the mess on

 

coming out of the

 

ask. I want to talk to him about

 

mom seems even

 

the garage. I run to the window and just in

 

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

 

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

 

do you say we go out for brunch? Then we can go shopping and have our nails and hair done. When was the last time

 

The sale assistant at Hermès has to temporarily close the store just for us.

 

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

 

overly excited. I hate to break it to her. “Mom,

 

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

 

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

 

if she wants me to stay so bad, then why did she leave

 

I don’t want to

 

“Mom…”

 

I can finish, my phone

 

is

 

we meet up? At least let me

 

face to come back

 

what else he has got to say. Maybe he

 

not at your

 

me an

 

I tell

 

a car? Or I

 

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

 

the chair for you. I lost my temper once in a restaurant like these, and must have the most awkward conversation with the manager. So, I try my best

 

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