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 takes

 

I saw you invite yourself into my closet

 

“What—no. It’s a mistake. My backpack is

 

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

 

live here

 

seems

 

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 and storms out

 

the fuck was

 

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

 

I still decide to clean the mess on the floor. My cheeks burn when I thought of these

 

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

 

ask. I want to talk to

 

mom seems even more

 

from the garage. I run to the window and just

 

side. “Did you bump into him? My god…hope he’s not mad with you staying in his

 

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

 

we can go

 

a blink. The sale assistant at Hermès has to temporarily close the store just for us. I was half-scared that Mr.

 

doesn’t exist in Ramirez’s dictionary. The wealth

 

so overly excited. I hate to

 

got no reason to stay. Turns out my boyfriend is a cheating pig. And the heir of this townhouse apparently doesn’t like me

 

find tears welled up in her eyes. “Stay for another couple of 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

 

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

 

don’t want to be

 

“Mom…”

 

I can finish,

 

take it out and is surprised to

 

up?

 

face

 

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

 

not

 

me an

 

tell her, “Maybe we can have dinner

 

“You need a car? Or I can drive you

 

I take the bus. An hour later, I

 

restaurant where waiters wear black ties 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 the manager. So, I try my best to hold the anger in that kind

 

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