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.

 

want to laugh so bad. Zack’s fossilized face is amusing to

 

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

 

laughter. “Wait

 

I can’t bare spending another second with him. I’ve had enough fun. That should

 

Eason looks at me. He seems so normal right now, like a protective big

 

I nod.

 

Miss Moore

 

Moore.” But I

 

and quickly

 

he turns back at me and gives me a small snort of laughter. “So that’s your Prince

 

tone, but I’m still grateful for what he just

 

already broke up with him. Anyway, thanks for

 

he looks down at me and seems more condescending than

 

they write huge checks to animal shelter and pretend to care about

 

and

 

be on

 

I snap, “Oh I’m sure Mr. Playboy must have a lot to say about this. Because he has so many condoms

 

shouts back, “I

 

falls open. What did

 

he continues to glower at me, not flinching away. Our fight has

 

our tension. “Mr.

 

your fancy balcony!” I yell

 

rush out of the

 

coming down to Boston. I should

 

She’s surprise to see my lunch plan end so quick.

 

the couch,

 

and pours me a cup of hot

 

open up to her. Before I realize, I have

 

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