ღ꧁ღ╭⊱ꕥ CHAPTER 1 ꕥ⊱╮ღ꧂ღ

📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ MIMO'S POV (｡❛ᴗ❛｡)📖

My alarm rings, and it's already Saturday. I get up on my bed while my eyes are narrow. I look to my right and glance at my image in the mirror. It isn't pleasant. I'm ugly as my hairs are all curly because of my lousy habit of sleeping.

"MIMO!" I heard my loud stepmother's voice as she called me, but I didn't answer. So instead, I stretch up my arms and yawn. Afterward, I remove the sheet covering my legs and get up completely.

"MIMO!" I hear her yell again. "WAKE UP!"

"I'm already awake!" I yell back at her while walking going to the bathroom.

My name is Maria Isabela Monedero, known as Mimo, my nickname given by my late mother. My story life is like cinderella because her mother died and she got a stepmother and two lovely fucking stepsisters. Like me but the opposite, I have a sweet stepmother who has taken care of me since I was five years old. I'm lucky to have her, and I treat her as my real Mom. I also have two adopted older twin brothers named Jean and Jason. They are two years older than me, and despite being twins, they are super hot. 

They are ophan adopted by my father from his best friend who died in a car crash when I was little. The first time I met them, I became their secret fan! And I admire how beautiful their faces are. Compared to me, and these two. They were more feminine than me when we were little.

If they were not my brother's, I would be glad to take them both as my husband. Don't think of me like a slut. It is how the way I am. I'm quick to fall in love with tall hot guys, and sometimes I fantasize about them in my writings, and afterward, I kill them in the end. They need to suffer pain! All the stories I've written so far are tragedies where all the main characters' guy dies. It's kind of my fetish to kill them mercilessly. I'm joking.

Besides being an ugly little squirt, I love writing romance tragedy, and my favorite novel at all times is Romeo and Juliet by Shakespeare. So since I read that story by the age of five, I dedicated myself to writing the same.

"MIMO!" I hear her again. What now? I took a deep sigh as I looked at myself in the mirror. I open the faucet and let the water flow, and I grab my soap and wash my face first. While washing my face, I hear a pulsating knock on my door. Why is it very lively today? I quickly dry myself and run towards the door.

After I opened the door, a hard object hit my head. "Aw! It hurts." I immediately place my hand on my forehead and massage it. I look at whoever did that to me. My stepmom hits me, and I glimpses that she holds a ladle in her hand. She crosses her arms and looks at me with her eyebrow furrows. "How many times do I need to call you?!"

She scolds me early in the morning. What a day! I just graduated two weeks ago, and I still can't find a job. My only chance is to get into Story & Life Publishing incorporation so that my career will bloom as a writer.

"Mom! Stop hitting me with the Ladle!" I raise my voice as I massage my forehead. It feels like it is swelling. Even if she is my stepmother, I still call her Mom. I love her so much! VERY MUCH! Because she acted as my real Mom.

"You are old enough. Stop slacking!" She pauses as she pulls an envelope in her pocket and gives it to me. I immediately accept the letter.

"I keep calling because you receive an invitation to publishing house! Yah!!" She shrieks as she hugs me, and we bounce. After I heard that news, I gulped, and I didn't know that I had made it. I hug her back, and we are jumping out of happiness. We were screaming both because we were happy, then suddenly my brothers came.

"What's going on?" Jean asks while putting his shirt on, hiding his visible abs. My twin brothers are indistinguishable, and I often confuse who is who. Both of them have good physiques and are very masculine. They are so overprotective because I'm their only little sister, but I see them as a lover, just kidding. I love them too, but no romantic relationship since our surname now binds us, so basically, they are my husband. Charot!

"Your sister passes the interview!" Mom joyously exclaims as she is excitedly bouncing her place.

I glance at Jason as he smirks and then reaches out his hands to me. "Wow! Congrats, good thing that you already have a job, and we can stop spoiling you." Then he messes up my hair.

I remove my brother's hands. "Jason! Put some shirt on!" I yell at him because he is not wearing any shirt, and his abs are tempting me. I was engulfed with nervousness as I observed him from top to bottom. I wish there weren't my brother so that I could seduce them, and I've been single for 23 years since birth! I never had a chance to get a boyfriend because my two brothers scared them away. 

He put on his shirt and Mom, hit them both, and scolded them not to be naked in front of me. I beg to disagree, but I love them to be topless. It's a feast to my eyes! While Mom is scolding them and hitting them with the spoon, I open up the letter and read what's written. My eyes widen that I have another interview for team distribution. I hesitantly go inside my room, close the door and get naked.

Oh! My! I'm late! My following interview will be at the main branch at noon, and it's already 10 am! So I only have a few hours to prepare!