She was hysterical, but seemed to have
aggravated a wound on her arm, wincing in
pain.
<
I looked at her with a mocking smile.
The rumors about Ethan were just for my
protection.
In private, he was completely overprotective.
Looking at Zoe’s breakdown, I smirked.
“What’s wrong, sis? Did you want me to be miserable? Are you unhappy?”
Zoe stopped crying, her face filled with shock
and panic.
“You… you remember, too?!”
I didn’t answer, my smile widening.
<
“You got to choose both times. How are you
so bad you messed up twice?”
The word “bad” got under her skin, and her
eyes turned red.
“You’re the loser! I’ll climb higher than you,
and become more successful!”
I smiled and nodded.
“Great! You can start now!”
Showbiz, with it’s crazy ethics and moral
lines, was for her.
When she’s gone through her own personal
hell, she can tell me her success story.
L
The rich couple came back, and Zoe brushed
away her tears, lifting her chin again.
“Just you wait! I’m going to be a star, and I’m
going to sic my fans on you! I’m going to
expose you!”
“And what crime am I guilty of? I let you
choose first, and I always helped you, but it
was never enough. You just wanted to be
better than me. I was never your sister.”
“I know you’re acting for Ethan. I’ll be waiting
for the day he ruins you!”
Zoe laughed and left.
I watched her go.
L
Ethan may have just been acting.
I lifted my eyes to look around the room.
Ethan was socializing, but he kept looking at
- me.
His eyes reflected a light I had never seen.
He laughed and walked up to me, grabbing
my hand and leading me to a dark corner of
the room.
He pinned me against the wall.
“Zoe said things and you didn’t deny them.
Sis, you’ve been bad, Big brother’s gonna
punish you.”
<
Chapter 2
His warm breath tickled my ear, sending a
shiver down my spine.
The scent of sandalwood and something else,
something musky and masculine, filled my
nostrils.
The heat radiating from his chest made my
nose tingle.
Damn, those pecs, those abs… he was
seriously ripped!
Ever since I was thirteen and started sleeping
in his bed, this psycho had gone off the rails.
Not only did he need to hold me every night,
but he also started telling me bedtime stories.
Г
I tried to object, telling him I was getting too
old for that.
He just ignored me and made me put my legs
across his stomach.
“You love this, don’t you?”
Thinking about it made the tingling in my
nose intensify.
“I haven’t even started punishing you, and
you’re already getting a nosebleed?”
Ethan chuckled.
This is bad, this is bad.
“It’s nothing. I just get a little overheated
sometimes ”
Г
He let go of me, pulling out a handkerchief to
wipe my nose, but his eyes had turned sad.
“You’ve been putting on an act with me, too,
haven’t you?”
I tensed, remembering what he’d said earlier.
He overheard my conversation with Zoe…
“I planted a bug in the brooch,” Ethan
explained, looking glum.
“Ever since you were almost kidnapped when
you were fifteen, I’ve been worried about your
safety.”
That year, we ran into a group of kidnappers.
く
Seeing how protective Ethan was, they
decided to snatch me, hoping to get a
ransom.
Luckily, the bodyguards got there in time.
That’s when I convinced Ethan to pretend to
be cold towards me, even mean sometimes.
Dad, wanting to protect me, let everyone
know that I wasn’t getting his money.
