In Love With My Evil Stepbrother

Chapter Eight My whole body freezes in shock. What the hell is going on?!

Millions of questions whizz past my mind, as he presses my neck and keep kissing me. I know I should feel shocked or mad or even disgusted, he’s my brother for God’s sake! 1

But I still lost myself momentarily in this kiss. His lips are cold. I can even taste vodka and fresh lemon in his breathe. His eyes closed, long eyelashes touching mine, causing my heart to flutter. I’ve never felt anything like this with anyone before.

But before I get to react, he pushes me away again. Without looking at me, he returns to the couch and sits down, like nothing has happened.

I gulp. And suddenly realize I’ve been holding my breath for so long that my lungs are exploding. Everyone else is clearly in shock as well. Especially Val. Her face distorts with anger. “What the hell are you doing!” she voices out my question. Eason is surprisingly calm. Still not looking at me, he takes a sip of his drink, “You wanted to see her kiss. Now you have it.”

Val’s jaw drops. Even she is stunned speechless. My initial panic fades away, as a new round of humiliation and anger takes over. He makes it seems like kissing me is not big deal. That it was spur of the moment. That I am nothing. But it is a big deal. My heart is still racing, my body still shaking. I’m ashamed of myself for enjoying that kiss even a little bit and get tossed away like this. Alex tries to touch my shoulder, but I shake him off.

“Eason, you are an asshole!” I burst out, then storm out of the house. I run across the hall and press the elevator. Tears threatens to fall out, but I force them back. No, I won’t cry for that bastard. Crying would mean that I let him get to me. And I won’t let that happen.

I can’t believe how naïve I am. To think that he is actually good to me and the only one who’d take me in when everyone else turns me down. But turns out, he is only using me to kill his time. And he has no problem tossing me away or embarrassing me once he gets bored.

I hear heavy footsteps approaching. Someone grabs my shoulder and forces me around.

“Where are you going?” Eason asks sternly. I can’t believe his nerve. “Do you really think I can still stay here? After what you did?”

He seems embarrassed for a short moment, but quickly becomes indifferent. “Why? Because I ruined your big moment with that Alex guy?”

I am done talking to him. “Fuck off Eason. I’m leaving.”

But he grabs my wrist. “You out of your mind? It’s late and dark outside. Have you not learnt

your lesson? Plus where’d you go anyway? You have nowhere to go!” His words hurt me again. Yes, he’s the beloved princes, and I’m the unwanted child. But that doesn’t give him the right to do whatever he wants to me.

I shove him aside and try to get into the elevator. But he’s way stronger than me. He tightens the grip and looks at me with complete fury, “Natalia, I was fucking saving your ass! You’d be kissing some random guy if it weren’t for me!”

My jaw tenses.

can I tell him? That I’d rather kiss Alex, someone I barely know, than him. At

Just

take the chance to break free and rush into the elevator. When the door closes, I

dark outside. I stand on the street alone and ponder for a while. The best and only option I have is to go back to my mom’s place. I’m tired of being homeless like this. Maybe I

took a ca. When I get to the townhouse

it.

himself and give me a

never gets the chance to interrogate me. But she keeps shooting suspicious glare at me during dinner, as I keep ignoring her. What the hell am I supposed to

Hell no.

******

a week later. My dad has sent all my belongings to me at once. I’m again hurt by his urgent gesture to get rid of

while I’m unpacking, Mr.

this a

hurry to let him in,

Eason’s school. They are more than happy to have a great student like you. In fact, there is a school

you. Thank you. But if you are busy, I can

it.” He smiles at me, “I’ve always wanted to

no trouble at all. Well, shall we?”

and follow him out of

I’m 100 percent comfortable with going to the same school with Eason. Especially after the kiss that night. And seeing his friends, I’m sure that prestigious school is filled with rich bastards

picky. I’m grateful for everything Mr. Ramirez

with people. And judging by the way they look and dress, I’d say they are either rich or respected. Surrounded by a group of this, I feel pressure

velvet suit and pearl necklace. “Natalia, I

I almost stutter, “Nice to

transcript, very impressive. This school is lucky to have you.

the tour over there? I’ll

around and see a group of students gathered by the door. They are talking about something enthusiastically,