In Love With My Evil Stepbrother

Chapter Twenty I end up spending the night. I’ve made my protest, saying that my mom would get worried and stuffs, but he just won’t listen. He basically dragged me to bed and forced me to lie down.

“At least let me change first?” I give up eventually. He can be very persuasive sometimes.

He opens his closet and grabs a random t-shirt before he throws it on me. “You can wear this.”

It’s soft, made in better fabric than my own pajamas. I am about to take off my clothes but suddenly notice him staring closely at me. “A little privacy, perhaps?” “A bit late for that, don’t you think?” he grins but turns away anyway. I pull the ruined dress down and slip through his shirt, while asking him, “so how come you don’t have any feminine stuff here?” “Because I’m a man and I won’t be needing those? Apparently?” Even his back is facing me, I can still tell he is rolling his eyes. My temper flares. Does he really don’t know what I’m talking about or is he just playing dumb? “I mean for your girlfriend, or partners or whatever you call those girls that you date,” I snap. “How come you don’t have anything for them in this apartment?” “Because I don’t bring them back here. And I don’t do dates…you done?”

He turns back and a flicker light up in his eyes. The wicked smile on his face turns into something softer, as he reaches out to hold my hand. “Hey, you look hot in that.”

“Well then I’ll wear it to school tomorrow.” I lie down on my back.

“Then you will make every man in school drool all over you. And I’d be dead to let that happen.”

He takes up the space next to me, lying on his side facing me and closes his eyes. He is so relaxed right now, his usual aggressiveness and smugness all gone. His face seems childish even.

I study his face and can’t help but wonder how we have come to this place—from childhood playdate to…well I don’t know what we are right now.

But he has made it clear that he doesn’t do date. So maybe we are…sex partners? Friends with benefits?

But he can have any girls that he like. Why would he want me? Me among all girls?

This is fucked up. “If you keep staring, I can’t promise what’ll happen.” His eyes are closed, but suddenly speak

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up.

My heart flutters and I quickly shut my eyes. I hear him let out a low chuckle and places his hand on my waist.

“Sleep tight. Little sis.”

the worst sleep

Then she locks me and Eason in the same room and when I look back, he suddenly turns into monster and shoves me out of the window. I

body aches, as if something extremely heavy is pressed on me for the entire night. I move a bit, then realize that heavy

to myself” since he’s practically lying on top me right now. His heavy head rests on the hollow of my neck, his arms crossed in front of my

tight. And I’m so

to share a bed with him again, I break free from his iron cuddle and carefully move away. He groans vaguely in protest. I hold my breath. But luckily, he just turns around and goes

Lucky bastard.

Great it’s only 5 in the morning, which gives me enough time to run back home, take a shower and

on eggshells on my way out. As soon as the

on me is unbelievable. I need some time alone, to think things over. And I won’t be able to

be in their sleeps so I should be safe. I cracked the

head directly to the stairs, but someone speaks up behind

“Nat…babe is that you?”

I snap my head around and fine mom standing up from the living room sofa, staring at me with

out, terrified. “What are

sofa and moves towards me.

me up and down, and gradually her

I’m so screwed.

look. Hairs all messed up, dress ruined, the dark circles under

I look fresh-fucked.

asks in a hesitate

my mouth and no words come of

“Yes. A boy,” I manage to say that, breathing hard. “You…you don’t know him.” It’s not the perfect

head spinning fast. But damn, I can’t think of a single name to say. “Oh!” She suddenly claps her hands together. “I know. Was that boy you went to the ball with? What’s his

“Alex.”

But it’s too late to take that back. Mom is already elated in joy, “Oh I like that boy. He’s so polite and such a gentleman. When I heard that

hurry escape upstairs. When I close the door behind me,

to meet

she shall never