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

 

you invite yourself into

 

is still on his eyes. “What—no. It’s a mistake. My backpack is in your closet, and I was

 

cuts me

 

said you don’t live here and I’m just here for one night. So, I thought it’s

 

somehow, he seems even

 

everyone’s plan and disappear again, right? Like you are

 

jaw drops. But before I could react, he turns his heels

 

fuck was

 

who would give me the brightest smile whenever he sees me? Has he been using

 

mess on

 

rush downstair and catch mom coming out of the

 

ask. I want to

 

even more surprised. “He’s

 

sound from the garage. I run to the window and just in

 

you bump into him? My

 

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

 

brunch? Then we can go shopping and have our nails and hair done. When was the last time we shop

 

entire mall without a blink. The sale assistant at Hermès has to temporarily close the store just for us. I was

 

gradually realize, “lavish” doesn’t exist in Ramirez’s dictionary.

 

I hate to break it to

 

is a cheating pig. And the heir of this townhouse apparently doesn’t like me in

 

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

 

silent. I push back the urge of asking her if she wants me to

 

to be so cruel

 

“Mom…”

 

I can finish, my phone

 

out and is

 

meet up? At least let

 

has the face to come

 

at his text. Wondering what else he has

 

But not at

 

texts me

 

I tell her, “Maybe

 

lights up. “You need a

 

need 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,

 

in a

 

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