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.

 

is back to normal. Now I want to laugh so

 

me in his arm and nods at the waiter. “Yes. You heard the man. There has

 

laughter. “Wait Eason…let

 

see Zack go down to hell, I can’t

 

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

 

I nod.

 

Miss Moore prefers

 

hear him call me “Miss Moore.”

 

glowers at us and quickly storms out of

 

before I could do that, he turns back at me and gives me a small snort of laughter.

 

don’t like his sarcastic tone, but I’m still grateful

 

with him. Anyway,

 

ignores my gratitude. Both hands in his pocket, he looks down at me and seems more condescending

 

animal shelter and pretend to care about global warming, you’d let them do anything.

 

What’s with all the mood swing?! One minute he’s this loving and protective big brother, and the next minute he just turns

 

must be

 

Mr. Playboy must have a lot to say about this. Because he has so many condoms in his

 

He shouts back, “I won’t sleep

 

What did he

 

ears are red, but he continues to glower at me, not flinching away. Our fight has caused almost everyone in the restaurant

 

tension. “Mr. Ramirez, do you want to

 

your fancy balcony!” I

 

rush out

 

mistake coming down to Boston.

 

home when I get back. She’s surprise to see my lunch plan end so quick. “So

 

I sit on the couch, frustrated. “Eason is

 

me and pours me a cup of hot tea, “I

 

charisma of making people open up to her. Before I realize, I have already told

 

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