AmayaI had just finished my breakfast in a hurry, grabbed my backpack, and bolted for the door, eager to escape from my two stepbrothers who were basically Greek gods. It was as if they sensed I was going to do that again, because Maxwell’s voice rang out from behind me.“Leaving without us, pumpkin.” Slowly turning around, I cursed internally. No matter how early I thought I was, I could never outrun them. Well, that happened just once and they swore it wouldn’t happen again.Ethan’s eyes raked over my figure, making me conscious of myself. I lowered my head and crossed my arms when he gestured towards my room. “Go get changed, Amaya. That is too revealing.”“What?” I practically screamed. Ethan was always like this, overprotective and strict, like he was my real father. Maxwell turned to him with a shocked expression, his brows contorting into a frown. “I don’t see anything wrong with her dress..”“I’m not getting changed.” I declared, even before Maxwell could defend me properly.
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