I agree to move in together with Eason, but we haven’t really nailed down the details yet. At first, I thought I would be moving into his penthouse, but later he told me that we were going to get a new apartment.“But why? Your penthouse is well furnished and it’s not very far from school,” I ask confused.He shrugs, “I’ve been living in that apartment for almost three years. It’s about time to make some changes. I want a brand-new start with you in a brand-new place.”He speaks like tossing away some old clothes.I simply can’t understand his lavish lifestyle.“You seem worried babe. What’s the matter?” he studies my face and asks.I sigh, “I’m simply worried that mom and Mr. Ramirez will find out about this if we make such a fuss about moving…and plus, what about the cost?”I know it’s probably stupid to worry about money now since I’m dating the billionaire’s son. But I don’t want the beginning of our relationship to be an unequal one.His face is full of surprises when he heard me

Jenna’s POV“Give it back to me, you asshole!” I yell at James, who has taken my phone away from me.“Fuck! You texted her? What did you say?” his thumb scrolls down my phone screen as quickly as possible.“The truth!” I bark. “The truth she should have known a long time ago!! Now give it back you filthy, disgusting liar!”I rush toward him trying to snatch my phone back, but he quickly dodges me again. Before I can reach him, he has found my text message to Natalia.“Oh, thank god you haven’t told her anything specific,” he heaves a long sigh, apparently relieved.I can’t believe how shameless he is.“You should be ashamed of yourselves! Both of you! Eason is a pure devil to plot against her like this and you are no less! How can you help her to hurt an innocent girl’s heart?! Are your hearts made of stones??” I roar.An hour ago, when James was in the shower, I took his phone and checked his messages with Eason. I’ve always sensed that something is wrong with that dude. And their me

Natalia’s POVI open my mouth, but no words come out of it except a shaky sob.He seems to realize something. The next second, his anxious voice comes out of the speaker again, “Nat whatever you heard, don’t make any rush decisions! Please come back to me and let me explain! Just—please, please don’t go.”He is begging me. I‘ve never heard of him begging to anyone before.But he deserves this.I take in a deep breath as tears blur my vision. Then I ask him between gritted teeth, “…is it true?”He growls lowly, “God what have you heard! I can explain everything—”“Just fucking answer my question!” I half-cry and half-scream. “Just do this for me…just stop lying to me for this one time!! Is it…is it true?”He lapses into silence. I hold the phone and press it tightly against my ear. I can hear his restrained and shallow breathing on the other side of the phone, and it makes my heart tremble.I can’t help but hope that he would deny it. And everything is just a bad dream. So that I can s

Fate really is playing me like a puppet.I just got rid of one stepbrother only a day ago and it throws another one right back at me.But I guess…the new one seems much better than the old one.Embarrassed, I quickly apologize for making a big fuss earlier. But Liam doesn’t seem to mind that at all, “I should be the one to say sorry. I thought your dad had already told you about me and I just couldn’t resist the temptation to see the surprise on your face.”I let out an awkward laugh, “I didn’t know dad’s girlfriend—I mean your mom—has a son.”“Really? You dad didn’t mention a word about me? I thought he was so fond of me. Well, that hurts,” he clenches his chest and pretends to be shot in the heart. “Ouch.”Jenna has a big stupid grin on her face. She turns to me and mouths me again: HOT!I sigh internally. My other stepbrother is also very hot, but we all know how that turned out.“So why were you in the airport?” Jenna asks him. “You weren’t there to pick us up no?”“Not really. I

“NO—!!!” I let out a sharp scream and make a lunge forward, stepping in between him and Liam. Eason stops abruptly in his track, his grip on the bottle tightening, his chest rising and falling rapidly. “What the fuck are you doing!” I yell to him, making sure Liam is safe behind my back. “Drop your bottle now! Or I’m calling the police.” His eyes become redder, as if the next second his eyes will cry blood. “That’s the first thing you say after so long?” he asks with a trembling voice, which is filled with sadness and rage. “Do you have any idea what kind of life I’ve lived ever since you left?!” I was sad at first. But now hearing him say these, anger starts to build up in my heart again. I grit my teeth taking a firm step forward and snatch the bottle from him. He quivers for a bit but doesn’t resist. I smash the bottle to the ground making a huge noise. “What kind of life you’ve lived? Do you have ANY IDEA what kind of life I have lived?!” I growl, unable to control my temper