In Love With My Evil Stepbrother novel Chapter 1

I am outside my boyfriend’s 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.

“Oh yes…oh Zack babe…fuck me! Fuck!”

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 he’s 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, I’m banging on his apartment door.

“Zack! Open the fucking door! Zack!”

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.

“Nat!” His eyes widen in panic, “What are you doing here?”

I can’t stop my voice from trembling. “What the hell are you doing? Have you been cheating on me? Who is in there!”

I shove him aside and try to push myself into the door. But Zack grabs my arm and stops me, as he growls, “Calm down! Will you?”

He runs his fingers through his hair, obviously frustrated. “Look…Nat, 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?”

I can’t believe my ear.

He is the cheater. And somehow, I’m responsible.

“What to do? I expect you to keep your thing inside of your pants. Is that really so hard?”

His forehead twists into a frown.

“Come on, Nat.” Finally he said, “Don’t be a baby.”

My heart is bumping repeatedly against my chest. I glare at him and boom through my clenched teeth, “Never, ever, call me a BABY! You disgusting, cheating, PIG!”

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 it’s pouring outside. I want to head back, but the entrance door is already locked.

Great job, Natalia. You just locked yourself in the rain.

“Fuck…” 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 “you should have” lecture.

I scroll down my contact list while my body shivers in the rain. Suddenly my finger stops at someone’s name.

I’ve never thought about contacting this person…but 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.