In Love With My Evil Stepbrother

Chapter 1

 

I am outside my boyfriend’s apartment.

 

I just took a 10-hour flight from East Coat to the West, transferred twice, switched subway, and then bus, just to get here in time to surprise him on his birthday.

 

And here I am.

 

Listening to him fucking another woman inside that door.

 

“Oh yes…oh Zack babe…fuck me! Fuck!”

 

I can clearly hear the bed rattling, sweaty flesh smashing against each other, husky morns of pleasure.

 

I clamp my hand over my mouth to stop myself from screaming.

 

All these times he’s been begging me to come and visit, and this is his welcome gift? Cheating on me with another woman?

 

I feel betrayed, furious, and disgusted. Before I know it, I’m banging on his apartment door.

 

“Zack! Open the fucking door! Zack!”

 

The sound suddenly stops. A moment later, the door flies open as Zack appears behind it. His chest is naked, hair all raffled, I can still see all the hickey on his neck.

 

“Nat!” His eyes widen in panic, “What are you doing here?”

 

I can’t stop my voice from trembling. “What the hell are you doing? Have you been cheating on me? Who is in there!”

 

I shove him aside and try to push myself into the door. But Zack grabs my arm and stops me, as he growls, “Calm down! Will you?”

 

He runs his fingers through his hair, obviously frustrated. “Look…Nat, I never meant for you to find out about this. But think about it, for the past one year we are almost never together. You never visit. What do you expect me to do?”

 

I can’t believe my ear.

 

is the cheater. And

 

your thing inside of your pants.

 

twists

 

Finally he

 

is bumping repeatedly against my chest. I glare at him and boom through my clenched teeth, “Never,

 

across the face that his head almost knocks on the

 

rush out of the building and suddenly realize it’s pouring outside. I want to head back, but

 

just locked yourself

 

the rain off my face and take out my

 

call someone. The top one and two person on my contact list are Jenna and my dad, none

 

right now is another “you should

 

down my contact list while my body shivers in the rain. Suddenly my finger

 

and soaking wet and have

 

***

 

is the most prestigious area in the city. You gotta have both the money and the power to be part of this community. Now as I

 

you give me a call and let me pick you up at

 

the house. “Mom I’m fine…I’m

 

her tone rises, “Aren’t you

 

to visit you, mom.” I tell

 

a lock of hair to the back of her ear,

 

cascades down past her shoulder. She is well aware of her physical attractiveness, probably why she left my dad years

 

first time he saw me and he compliments me all the time about how good I look. But I don’t care much about my appearance. And as it turns out, a pretty face is

 

mom’s face, I already regretted my earlier decision. “Are…Mr. Ramirez and Eason home? If this is not a good time, I can easily get room at the

 

trip and Eason is staying at his penthouse. You can stay in his old

 

a penthouse. Why am I not

 

second floor, first door to the left. When mom opens his bedroom door for me, suddenly it’s like clock has been turned back. Everything is the same as I remembered it. Posters on the wall, his skateboard at the corner, and a glass

 

collect weird and funny stuffs when he travels abroad. All his collections are shockingly expensive. One time I wanted to use a teacup in his collection to drink water, and he told me this seemingly normal teacup is actually passed down from Victoria Era and worth thousands of dollars. It shocked the crap out of me. But he just laughed and tossed

 

is between me and my

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