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.

 

heartrate is back to normal. Now I want to laugh so bad. Zack’s fossilized face is amusing to be looked

 

nods at the waiter. “Yes. You heard the man. There has been

 

my laughter. “Wait

 

it is to see Zack go down to hell, I can’t bare spending another second with him. I’ve had enough fun.

 

seems so normal right now, like a protective big

 

I nod.

 

Miss Moore prefers

 

him call me “Miss Moore.” But I don’t

 

and quickly storms

 

everything, but before I could do that, he turns back at me and gives

 

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

 

already broke up with him. Anyway, thanks for

 

in his pocket, he looks down at me

 

hypocrite type. As long as they write huge checks to animal shelter and pretend to

 

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

 

must be on

 

to say about this. Because he has so many

 

green eyes burn with flame of fury. He shouts back, “I won’t sleep with you!

 

What did he just

 

by his own words as well. His ears are red, but he continues to glower at me, not flinching

 

tension. “Mr. Ramirez, do

 

I yell at

 

rush out of the

 

coming down here. No, it’s a huge mistake coming down to

 

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

 

I sit on the couch, frustrated.

 

a cup of hot tea, “I thought you and Eason

 

charisma of making people open up to her. Before

 

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