In Love With My Evil Stepbrother

Chapter 3

 

Holy f—

 

I clamp my hands over my mouth to stop the screaming. Gasp and sharp inhales coming from every corner of the restaurant.

 

Zack is beyond shock. He freezes, as water dripping down his hair and forehead. He slowly looks up and seems still can’t believe what has just happened.

 

Eason is probably the only person not freaking out. He calmly places the glass back and smiles at Zack. “It suits you.”

 

“Are you FUCKING insane?” Zack shouts. He points at Eason and then directs at me, “Who the fuck is this guy, Natalia? What’s the matter with—”

 

Eason grips his wrist before he can finish. Eason’s expression darkens, almost scary to look at. Inch by inch, he pushes down Zack’s hand.

 

“Don’t point at her, ever again.” He states, word by word.

 

I’m still in trance. Everything happened too fast. How did Eason know I’m here? And why is he standing up for me? He was such a jerk this morning. What changed?

 

Zack cringes. He’s about the same size as Eason, but apparently he is afraid to fight him.

 

“Waiter!” Zack snaps his head at the waiter rushing towards us. “This man just attacked me! I want to call police!”

 

My heart suddenly drops. I can’t believe how shameless he can be. But he’s going to get everyone into trouble.

 

“Zack!” I hiss, “There’s no need for that.”

 

Eason snorts. “It’s ok. Let him tell on us.”

 

The waiter approaches us. Yet surprisingly, he turns to Eason and me first and slightly bows. “Can I help you with anything, Mr. Ramirez?”

 

…Mr. Ramirez?

 

Right, how can I forget? If Zack is a patronizing rich bastard, then Eason is ten times what he is.

 

to normal. Now I want to laugh so bad.

 

nods at the waiter. “Yes. You heard the man. There has been some shouting and attacking.

 

laughter. “Wait Eason…let

 

go down to hell, I can’t bare spending another second with him. I’ve had

 

at me. He seems so normal right now, like

 

I nod.

 

Moore prefers

 

call me “Miss Moore.” But I

 

us and quickly storms

 

back at me and gives me a small snort of laughter. “So

 

like his sarcastic tone, but I’m still

 

broke up with

 

pocket, he looks down

 

and pretend to care about global warming, you’d let them do anything. No matter

 

mood swing?! One minute he’s this loving and protective big brother, and

 

must be

 

Mr. Playboy must have a lot to say about this. Because he has so many condoms in his closet and has to sleep with almost every woman he ever

 

green eyes burn with flame of fury. He shouts

 

What did he just

 

continues to glower at me, not flinching away. Our fight has caused almost everyone in the restaurant to put down their food and enjoy the

 

break our tension. “Mr. Ramirez, do you

 

to your fancy balcony!” I

 

rush out

 

No, it’s a huge mistake coming down to Boston. I

 

She’s surprise to see my lunch plan end so quick. “So soon?

 

awful.” I sit on the couch, frustrated. “Eason

 

and pours me a cup of hot tea,

 

up to her.

 

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