When your hot stepbrother holds you in bed, groans your name and asks you to give in, what do you do? Natalia just broke up with her jackass ex-boyfriend. The last thing she needs right now is another shitty relationship. So when her stepbrother Eason, the notorious fuckboy, suddenly show a strong interest in her, she knows she needs to stay away. Yet steamy, bad, irresistible, and toxic. She still ends up fallen, for this green-eyed hot boy who is impossible to say no to.
View MoreI am outside my boyfriendâs apartment.
I just took a 10-hour flight from East Coat to the West, transferred twice, switched subway, and then bus, just to get here in time to surprise him on his birthday.
And here I am.
Listening to him fucking another woman inside that door.
âOh yesâŠoh Zack babeâŠfuck me! Fuck!â
I can clearly hear the bed rattling, sweaty flesh smashing against each other, husky morns of pleasure.
I clamp my hand over my mouth to stop myself from screaming.
All these times heâs been begging me to come and visit, and this is his welcome gift? Cheating on me with another woman?
I feel betrayed, furious, and disgusted. Before I know it, Iâm banging on his apartment door.
âZack! Open the fucking door! Zack!â
The sound suddenly stops. A moment later, the door flies open as Zack appears behind it. His chest is naked, hair all raffled, I can still see all the hickey on his neck.
âNat!â His eyes widen in panic, âWhat are you doing here?â
I canât stop my voice from trembling. âWhat the hell are you doing? Have you been cheating on me? Who is in there!â
I shove him aside and try to push myself into the door. But Zack grabs my arm and stops me, as he growls, âCalm down! Will you?â
He runs his fingers through his hair, obviously frustrated. âLookâŠNat, I never meant for you to find out about this. But think about it, for the past one year we are almost never together. You never visit. What do you expect me to do?â
I canât believe my ear.
He is the cheater. And somehow, Iâm responsible.
âWhat to do? I expect you to keep your thing inside of your pants. Is that really so hard?â
His forehead twists into a frown.
âCome on, Nat.â Finally he said, âDonât be a baby.â
My heart is bumping repeatedly against my chest. I glare at him and boom through my clenched teeth, âNever, ever, call me a BABY! You disgusting, cheating, PIG!â
I slap him, so hard across the face that his head almost knocks on the doorframe. Before he realizes what happened, I turn my heel and stride away.
I rush out of the building and suddenly realize itâs pouring outside. I want to head back, but the entrance door is already locked.
Great job, Natalia. You just locked yourself in the rain.
âFuckâŠâ I wipe the rain off my face and take out my phone.
I want to call someone. The top one and two person on my contact list are Jenna and my dad, none of whom supported my idea of coming here in the first place.
The last thing I need right now is another âyou should haveâ lecture.
I scroll down my contact list while my body shivers in the rain. Suddenly my finger stops at someoneâs name.
Iâve never thought about contacting this personâŠbut I am exhausted and soaking wet and have no place to go to. What better idea do I have left?
***
One hour later, my cab pulls over in front a townhouse. This is the most prestigious area in the city. You gotta have both the money and the power to be part of this community. Now as I open the passenger door, someone rushes over and opens an umbrella for me.
âGod what happened! You are drenched! Why canât you give me a call and let me pick you up at the airport?â
I let her drag me into the house. âMom Iâm fineâŠIâm probably just here for one night.â
âWhat are you talking about?â her tone rises, âArenât you here toââ
âIâm not here to visit you, mom.â I tell her, matter-of-factly.
âOh.â The smile on her face faints, as she tucks a lock of hair to the back of her ear, apparently embarrassed.
My mom is undeniably stunning, with her oval blue eyes and thick brown hair cascades down past her shoulder. She is well aware of her physical attractiveness, probably why she left my dad years ago and threw herself right into the arms of a billionaire.
I resemble her a lot, like looking into the mirror. Zack once said he fell for me instantly the first time he saw me and he compliments me all the time about how good I look. But I donât care much about my appearance. And as it turns out, a pretty face is not enough to hold onto a cheating soul.
Seeing the sad look on momâs face, I already regretted my earlier decision. âAreâŠMr. Ramirez and Eason home? If this is not a good time, I can easily get room at the hotel.â
âNo!â said my mom quickly, âShawn is away for business trip and Eason is staying at his penthouse. You can stay in his old room tonight. Come, Iâll show you.â
So my stepbrother has a penthouse. Why am I not surprise?
Easonâs old room is on the second floor, first door to the left. When mom opens his bedroom door for me, suddenly itâs like clock has been turned back. Everything is the same as I remembered it. Posters on the wall, his skateboard at the corner, and a glass cabinet showcasing all his antique collections.
Eason loves to collect weird and funny stuffs when he travels abroad. All his collections are shockingly expensive. One time I wanted to use a teacup in his collection to drink water, and he told me this seemingly normal teacup is actually passed down from Victoria Era and worth thousands of dollars. It shocked the crap out of me. But he just laughed and tossed me the teacup like itâs no big deal, saying I can have anything that I like.
Awkward as it is between me and my mom, I do miss Eason.
âI always keep his room tidy and clean, in case he wants to stay the night.â Mom holds the door for me, âbut if youâre not comfortable with staying in his room, just give me half-an-hour, Iâll get the guest room ready for you.â
I cut her off. âNo thatâs fine.â
âAlright, then.â She seems to have something else to say but eventually swallows it back. âLove you baby, sleep tight.â
She brings my backpack inside and close the door for me.
Once Iâm alone by myself, I immediately sink to the floor. Closing my eyes, I can still hear Zack banging her and both of them growls in pleasure. That makes my stomach swirl with disgust.
I slip into Easonâs bed, pulling up the bed sheet to cover my head. His beddings smell like mint and oak wood, a smell that quickly soothes me. I crawl deeper into the bed, immerse myself into the warmth. It almost feels like someone is holding me.
Too bad Eason isnât here. Although we havenât spoken to each other for 3 years, I can really use some company right nowâŠ
***
I cry myself into sleep. When the morning sunshine falls in through the window, the headache is like a chainsaw slicing my scalp apart.
âUghâŠâ I moan. Iâm desperately in need of a cold shower.
Easonâs bathroom is spotless, doesnât even have a bottle of shampoo or conditioner. I wonder how long he hasnât been home. I turn on the shower and flinch at the ice-cold water running down my skin, but this is just what I need to clear up my head.
But then it occurs to me, I left my backpack and clean clothes outside. And thereâs not even a towel for me to cover my body.
Of course, I donât feel comfortable walking around naked in my stepbrotherâs bedroom. But heâs not around and I should be fine.
I crack the door open, making sure no one is outside, and quickly sneak out. Mom stored my backpack in the closet last night. Now as I yank the closet door open and pull out the backpack strap, a box is knocked off and falls to the floor.
âWhat theââ I look down and gasp.
Itâs a box of condoms.
Funny how his room doesnât even own a towel but has a full box of condoms in storage.
And the next second, the bedroom door flies open. I jerk around and scream at the sight of a strange young man standing beside the door.
A large group of people escort me downstairs. Because it is absolutely impossible to move in this dress by myself. The delicate lace of my gown sweeps along the polished wooden steps. I must move very slowly and carefully to avoid any mishaps. I grip the banister, my heart pounding with a mix of excitement and nerves.At the bottom of the staircase, servants hold open the grand double doors leading to the garden.The scent of fresh flowers wafts in, mingling with the warm early summer breeze. I take a deep breath, letting myself savor this magical moment.And there my dad is, tall and dignified, dressed in his sharpest suit, waiting for me just by the doors.âDad.â I whisper, reaching out to hold his hand.He turns, his eyes softening as they meet mine. âNat, you look absolutelyâââStunning.â I smile, âI know. Mom told me the same thing earlier in tears.âThen I am shocked to find that there are tears gleaming in his eyes as well.My dad is never a man of emotions. This is literally th
The next morning, I am woken up by the early sunlight and a series of noises.Still half-asleep, I groan and rub my eyes, frustrated.What is going onâŠWho is out there screaming and yellingâŠSomebody is trying to get some sleep hereâŠThen something snaps me back to reality like a whipâFuck! Today is my wedding day!!!Then I hear my momâs shrieking in the living room, âIs she still asleep? She should be up half an hour ago!ââShe is probably in the bathroom. Let me go check on her, Mrs. Ramirez.â That is Jennaâs voice.âOh thank you darling. You are a life savorâŠâLight footsteps approach the bedroom door. I only have one quick second to grab the sheet and cover up my naked body before the door flies open.âMorning NatâOMG, you ARE still in bed!âââŠI couldnât sleep last night.â I swallow, pretending to be calm.Meanwhile, I quickly scan the roomâGood, Eason is gone already. I canât imagine what kind of temper tantrum mom would throw if she finds out that we spent the night together.âR
Today is the last night before my big day tomorrow.Everything is under control. All the guests have checked into the mansion already. Through the window on the 5th floor, where my bridal suite is located, I can see workers working on the final decoration of the wedding venue in the garden.Everything is on the right track. Except for one.My mom.âNatalia, have you seen the seating chart?!âI stand in the center of preparation room, seeing my mom bustles around with a fervor that is both impressive and exhausting.Dresses hang from every available hook, shoes and accessories are scattered across the floor, and my motherâs meticulous lists cover the desk. The room buzzes with pre-wedding chaos, a stark contrast to the calm I crave.I sigh, âMom calm downâŠââI canât find the seating chart anywhere! And we need to make sure the caterer knows about Uncle Frank's shellfish allergy!ââMomâââAnd where the hell is your wedding planner!!!â mom raises her voice and cries, âWe paid him 1000 buc
Eason and Mr. Ramirez heard about what happened later that day.âKatherine?â Easonâs voice darkens immediately. âShe is a fucking nobody. Her family went bankrupt. Their reputation stinks! How dare she fight you on this venue?ââAnd I hate it when people go behind my back and bother my family with things from work.â Mr. Ramirez says with a frown. âI will give my people a heads-up, telling them to cut off any connections with her and her husband immediately.âLooks like Rosaâs husbandâs proposal will go down the drain even before it got a chance to be presented to Mr. Ramirez.It feels so great to be protected by your own family.Eason still seems mad, âI canât believe anyone is still willing to marry Katherine! Donât they know that this woman is crazy?ââRosaâs family is new to the town,â mom says.Eason lets out a snort, his green eyes gleaming icily, âMaybe they will be interested in Katherineâs history.âI know what he is thinking.If he finds a way to leak Katherineâs history to Ro
I stare at Katherine with shock.Seriously, I am the thief?!She is the one who tried to steal Easonâs inheritance!She doesnât look at all like the sweet and kind girl I first met, the one who exuded elegance.Now she is sharp and bitter, but her expression gives away how weary she really is. Her cheeks are pale, and her hair is dull and split. It must have been a long time since she last visited the salon.The bankruptcy really taken a toll on her. She doesnât need me to make her more miserable. She has taken care of that herself.âMom, letâs go.â I give Katherine a look of disgust. âDonât waste our time talking to her.âI grab my mom and try to walk around Katherine.But Katherine blocks our way again.âWhy are you leaving? Are you afraid? Afraid of facing me?â her voice is sharp and shrill. âDo you know what people have been saying about you? You are a slut, Natalia! You steal other peopleâs fiancĂ© because you canât stand them living a happier and more wealthy life than you are! Lo
I widen my eyes slightly in shock.That is the last thing that I expect.Honestly, where does that come from?âWhat letter?â my dad asks with a frown.âOh, there is a letter that Eason wrote to Nat years ago, when they first met. He chose to do ask her out in the most traditional wayâby putting it down on the paper. Donât you think it would be so romantic and meaningful to read that letter on the wedding? You know, to commemorate the beginning of this relationship?ââWhat does the letter say?â Hallie asks curiously.âWell that is the main thigânone of us know, except for the two of them.âI let out a dry laugh.My mom doesnât know about this but the letter actually means more than that. It not only marks the beginning of our love, but also the years-long prejudice and misunderstandings between us.It is literally the start of everything.I look over to Eason and want to see his reaction toward this.âŠHe is blushing like a red ballon.I am so damn shock.Eason is the most barefaced, ego
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