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

 

invite yourself into my closet

 

mistake. My backpack is in

 

in my room?” He cuts me off, “Why

 

hurt. “I’m sorry but mom said you don’t live here and I’m just here for one night.

 

somehow, he seems even more

 

show up, ruin everyone’s plan

 

drops. But before I could react, he turns his

 

fuck was

 

Eason, who would give me the brightest smile

 

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

 

and catch mom coming out of the kitchen. “Morning Nat.

 

I want to talk to him about what

 

even more

 

to the window and just in

 

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

 

have to be such

 

enough of him.” Mom holds my hand, “What do you say we go out for brunch? Then we can go shopping and

 

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

 

“lavish” doesn’t exist in Ramirez’s dictionary. The wealth

 

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

 

is a cheating pig. And the

 

to 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

 

urge of asking her if she wants me to stay

 

don’t want to be

 

“Mom…”

 

can finish, my phone

 

it out and is surprised to

 

Can we meet up? At least let me

 

shameless bastard has the face to come back to

 

text. Wondering what else he has got

 

not at

 

me an

 

need to go…somewhere.” I tell her,

 

up. “You need a

 

her to spoil me with my stepfather’s money, so I take the bus. An hour later, I find myself in Boston’s most bustling and extravagant mall, and

 

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

 

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