In Love With My Evil Stepbrother

Chapter 84: A Patient Predator

Eason’s POV

I wake up in her bed the next morning.

The first thing I look for is her. Luckily, she is still sleeping soundly besides me, her face bathed in the golden morning sunlight.

She’s like an angel.

I let out a long sign, feeling relieved. I don’t remember how many nights that I dreamed about her sleeping in my arms and woke up to find that everything was only in my head.

It almost crushed me.

I went through the darkest period time in my life three years ago when she left me. I couldn’t cope with the fact that the love of my life was gone, and everything was my fault. So I fled back to New York from Miami and locked myself up in the apartment. I wanted to rot in that dark room, so that I didn’t need to face the reality.

I drank myself to sleep but just kept being woken up by nightmares. So I drank more, forcing myself to sleep. It’s like a vicious circle. My life had fallen into a dark, endless pit.

I remember one time I drank an entire bottle of vodka and passed out on the bathroom floor. If my bodyguard didn’t find me in time, I’d be dead already. I was taken into the emergency room because of alcohol poisoning and couldn’t get out of the hospital bed for a whole week.

My dad flew from Boston to New York to check on me. He sat beside my bed staring at me, but I didn’t want to face him. I had no interest in talking to anyone, except Natalia.

“So are you acting like this because of her?” asked him sternly. “Do you think she would be happy seeing you like this?”

I stare at the ceiling, ignoring him. Truth to be told, I blamed him too. If he had given us a little bit of support, maybe she wouldn’t have left.

are like a spoiled baby right now, which was exactly why she left! Because you couldn’t take the responsibility as a man

he think he is coming down here giving me a fucking lecture? He didn’t want us to be together in the first

The excessive alcohol had burned my throat.

have a long life ahead of you son, and you are still in your twentieth. Lots of things can happen in the future. What if

scruffy man covered in wine and vomit? She already has so

God, do I hate him, his muscular figure, his great hair, his flashy teeth and

Fuck.

smart kid. You will figure this out,” my dad said that

paid me back. A year later,

knew everyone thought of me as the Ramirez’s heir, but I had made up

me. All I wanted to do was to rush back to her side and drag her into my arms, forcing her not to leave

to stalk Natalia and take pictures of her, which would surely piss her off if she ever finds out. Her photo was the only thing that kept me going for the past two years. I knew that each day I have waited and each step I have taken would bring me back to her a little

two fucking long years, I made some progress. My company was on the right track, and I had gotten rid of my drinking habit.

was ready to meet

…But how?

was working at a restaurant, a great place for bumping into someone. And to better sell it, I even brought a date. A fake

table. She looked wonderful, more sophisticated and mature. I had seen her face thousands of times in the photo, but nothing

had both moved on. So I kept my patience, playing the role as her big brother

at her, I could still detect the lingering affections in her eyes.

step. It had to

me that she wanted to introduce my marriage partner to me. Funny.

then I realized that this could become my gentle nudge to Natalia. So I eagerly agreed to her proposal and brought Natalia back to

I am. I planned ahead and I planned carefully. I’m like a predator, carefully waiting for my prey