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The Evidence She Couldn't Hide
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2026-11-03 06:00:35
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StepBrother Secret Obsession A Secret That Followed Her Home
I didn't stay to see what Isabella would do. I stepped back from the railing and walked down the corridor like I was just going to the bathroom, like nothing was wrong, and as soon as I was inside my room I locked the door and leaned my forehead against it.She knew. No, she didn't. She suspected. Those were different things, and that difference was the only thing between me and being finished.I had barely taken three breaths when someone knocked, two sharp raps, and the handle turned. My mother has never once waited to be invited into a room.She came in wearing a cream suit with her pearls on and not a hair out of place. She looked like she had slept eight hours."The whole house is in an uproar," she said, shutting the door behind her. "Arthur is furious. A scandal, on the night of a party, with the entire board here. Do you understand what that means?""Mom, somebody drugged Dorothy.""I know what happened." Her eyes went over my box, my plain gray dress, my wet hair tied back. "
StepBrother Secret Obsession The Evidence She Couldn't Hide
I sat on the floor against the door until I stopped shaking. It took a while.When I could stand up, I went into the bathroom and ran the shower as hot as I could stand it. I scrubbed my skin until it turned pink. It didn't help. I could still hear him saying Clara's name. And I kept thinking about Clara herself, asleep somewhere in the house, with no idea that I had used her face.By the time I came out, the sky outside my window was turning gold. Downstairs the staff had started moving around. I could hear trays clinking and a vacuum cleaner going somewhere in the hall. In a couple of hours the whole house would be awake.I sat down at my dressing table in a towel to comb out my hair, and that's when I saw the pins.When I came back to my room I had pulled the last of the gold hairpins out of my hair and dropped them on the table without looking. They were the leaf-shaped ones with a tiny pearl on the end, the kind of thing only expensive stylists think of. I counted them. One, two,
StepBrother Secret Obsession The Night She was Never Meant to Know
When the light started coming through the curtains, I was still awake. I had been lying there for hours, just listening to him breathe. It had slowed down and gotten quiet. Sometime before morning his fever must have broken, because his skin wasn't hot anymore. He was sleeping hard, with one arm thrown over the pillow and his hair sticking up. Asleep, he didn't look like the man everyone in the city was afraid of. He just looked tired. I looked at the clock on his bedside table. It was ten to five. Outside, a bird had started up, and then another one. The kitchen staff came in at six. The house would start waking up soon. His black mask was lying on the floor. Clara's red one was on the pillow between us. The worst part was that I wanted to stay. I wanted to be there when he woke up and hear him say my name in that sleepy morning voice. But when he opened his eyes he wouldn't be looking for me. He would be looking for Clara. And if he ever found out the truth, he wouldn't be happy
StepBrother Secret Obsession The Wrong Name
Clara?" Dorothy's voice came out thick and slow from the bed. I was standing just inside the door with my hand still on the light switch, and I didn't move. I didn't answer. I couldn't. If I said even one word, he would know it wasn't her. I waited until my eyes got used to the dark. A little moonlight was coming through the gap in the curtains, enough for me to see the bed and the shape of him on it. He was lying on his back with one arm over his face. I could hear him breathing, fast and heavy, like he had just run up three flights of stairs. Far away downstairs, I could still hear the orchestra. It sounded small and thin from up here, like it was playing in a different house. "Clara," he said again. "You came." I put my hand over my mouth. I wanted to leave so badly. I'm not going to pretend I didn't. Clara's mask was itchy against my face and it had her perfume on it, something sweet and expensive that I would never have bought for myself. It felt strange to smell her
StepBrother Secret Obsession The Red Peacock Mask
I took a deep breath and wiped the remaining moisture from under my eyes. The stylists came back into the room and quickly helped me put on the champagne silk dress. They brushed my hair into soft waves and applied a light coat of powder to hide my swollen eyelids.Just as they finished fixing the back of my dress, the bedroom door opened again.Dorothy stood in the doorway. He was wearing a dark, custom-tailored suit that made him look tall and broad-shouldered. His short dark hair was combed back neatly, revealing his sharp jawline and clear, handsome face. My heart skipped a beat the moment my eyes met his.He stepped into the room and looked at me carefully. His brows pulled together into a slight frown. “Evelyn? Are you ready?”“Yes, I just finished,” I said, trying to force a normal smile.He stepped closer to me, his sharp dark eyes inspecting my face. “Your eyes are red. Have you been crying?”I turned my head away slightly, pretending to fix my earring. “No, I’m fine. A bit o
StepBrother Secret Obsession The velvet box
Please hold your chin up slightly, Miss Evelyn,” the makeup artist said in a quiet voice, holding a small cosmetic brush near my cheek.I sat silently in front of the large illuminated mirror in my third-floor bedroom. This room was located at the very end of the quiet hallway. It was much smaller than the grand master suites in the main wing, but it was the only space in this massive stone mansion where I could lock the door and feel safe from cold stares.Across the room, laid out neatly on my bed, was a designer evening gown. It was soft champagne silk, sent up by the family stylists under Arthur Vance’s direct orders. Two assistant stylists were carefully steaming the long hemline, while a senior hairdresser prepared gold hairpins and expensive diamond jewelry on my vanity table.I stared at my reflection in the glass. My skin looked smooth and glowing under the bright vanity light, but my eyes were dark and tired. In my left hand, I was still holding the single red rose Dorothy h
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