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Chapter thirty-seven: His silver Trap
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Although I was fuming when the makeup team had barged into my apartment, uninvited and very much determined to carry out the devils orders but now, hours later, sitting in front of a grand mirror I was pleased with what they did.My hair had been pulled into a sleek tight bun with not a single strand out of place, it looked as though I was missing a tiara on my head.It framed my face accentuating the cheekbone that I never knew I had, my reflection felt too polished and refined to be me. My nails, which were an uneven and rough mess from all the stress biting, were now painted a bold scarlet red. I ran my fingers against my palm feeling very powerful.My makeup was another transformation entirely. My eyes had a smoky look and my lips were a lighter shade of red. Every, every detail had been done to perfection, I now looked like a version of myself that I wasn’t sure I recognized.And then there was the dress that clung to me like a second skin, it framed my body in a way that made i
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-03-10My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter thirty-nine: Dressed for the Devil (continued)
Ethan took my hand, guiding me into the limousine, and the moment I stepped inside, I froze.I had never been in a limousine before.For a second, I forgot everything, I forgot the heat of his hand against mine, forgot how his fingers had begun to drift over the exposed skin of my thigh where the slit of my dress parted.All I could do was stare at extreme luxury I was in.The interior was sleek, impossibly smooth black leather stretching across plush seats. There was a subtle golden glow on the polished wood panels that was reflecting off crystal glasses neatly arranged at the bar. Expensive bottles stood in perfect alignment, their labels unfamiliar but obviously luxury.I sank into the seat, running my fingers over the leather. It was ridiculously soft in a way that made me feel like I had stepped into a different world where I didn’t belong.Like Cinderella in someone else’s carriage.I glanced at Ethan, only to find him already watching me. He sat with effortlessly with his damn
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-03-10My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter forty: The devil has a rival
The moment we stepped inside, the sheer extravagance of the room nearly swallowed me whole.Golden chandeliers hung from the ceiling, their glow casting reflections across the polished marble floors.Soft classical music played in the background, masking the hushed murmurs of men in expensive suits and women dripping in jewelry that probably cost more than my entire net worth.Every detail was perfection—from the extravagant roses adorning each table to the poised waitstaff moving like clockwork. It screamed a level of wealth I had only ever seen in movies.I swallowed hard, suddenly hyper-aware of how out of place I should have felt.But then I remembered whose hand I was holding.Ethan freaking Blackwood and the man was literally richer than God.His grip was firm, as if he knew exactly what I was thinking. The warmth of his touch anchored me, a silent reassurance that I wasn’t some outsider crashing into a world I didn’t belong to.I glanced up, only to find him already watching me
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-03-10My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter forty-one: Mr Blackwood has a jealous side
As Ethan pulled me even closer, I could feel the tension radiating off him, it was sharp, controlled, and coiled like a predator ready to strike. Across from us, Victor only grinned wider, clearly savoring the effect he had on Ethan."Always a pleasure, Blackwood. We must catch up later," he said smoothly before strolling away, completely unbothered.I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding and glanced up at Ethan. His grip on me was still firm, possessive, as if he had forgotten to let go."Do you always look like you’re about to commit murder at social events?" I asked, giving him a playful look. "Or is it just him?"He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he plucked a champagne flute from a passing waiter and pressed it into my hand."Drink."I rolled my eyes. "Avoiding the question, noted."Before he could respond, another voice cut through the air—smooth, commanding, and laced with amusement."You must be Ethan Blackwood’s date for the evening."I turned to find an older
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-03-10My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter forty two: The Auction
"Ladies and gentlemen," the auctioneer’s voice rang out through the grand hall, "tonight’s mystery guest isn’t just a lucky surprise—she’s an enchanting vision, a siren, a rare gem in our midst! The stunning Miss Sophia Carter!"Oh My God! This isn't happening, I tried to make myself believe that this was all in my head but it obviously wasn't, from the loud applause and the murmers I knew it definitely wasn't a dream The spotlight remained on me pinning me in place like some rare artifact on display, it all made my entire body tense up.What the hell is happening?“Let the bidding begin.” Before he could properly end his sentence, a very old man raised his paddle grinning like he had struck gold."Five hundred dollars!" I wanted to scoff, I knew I was worth way more than that, but I nothing could prepare me for how I felt when I saw the bidder. Oh, hell no! I felt disgust clawing my insides as I almost puked, if this man won I would kill myself go to hell and drag Ethan with me."On
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I gripped the counter as my knuckles white as snow I stared at my own reflection in the mirror shocked at how completely out of balance I looked.My pupils were blown wide open, my pulse hammering so loudly I could hear it loudly, my breath was uneven and adrenaline still coursed through my veins as I tried to calm myself."What the hell just happened?" I muttered, struggling to process the million thoughts racing through my mind.The bidding war and of course Ethan’s final bid. Part of me liked it, knowing that he wanted to have a date with me so bad that he was willing to throw away a million dollars for it, and it wasn't just that but was he was he possessively said it.And when everyone looked in shock, I felt like I was a diamond or another precious stone. Then the door swung open."That was quite the spectacle, don’t you think?"I stiffened not expecting anyone to help here, the voice was smooth and sensual as I could hear amusement in the voice, it definitely belonged to a very
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-03-11My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Forty-four: The red haired threat (continued)
The silence was incredibly loud and for the first time since the whole confrontation started her confidence faltered.Her expression looked vulnerable for a second and then she slipped back into her untouchable, ice-queen like demeanor."One of." she choked out and when I didn't reply she kept on talking."Classic Ethan," she was trying to play it cool even though her tone was dripping with fake amusement. "With new girl on his arm the old one gets discarded like last season’s handbag. And I guess you were lucky enough to make the call. Makes me wonder… who’ll be the one to do it when it’s your turn?"I should have felt doubt creeping in. I should have been the bigger perosn and backed down but Instead I took a step forward, closing the space between us until we were nearly nose to nose."You sound bitter." My voice was light and teasing. I tilted my head, watching her closely. "Still not over it?"Her jaw tightened ever so slightly."You think you’re warning me?" I let out a soft sco
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-03-11My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter forty five: Escalation at the Dinner Table
Adrian’s smirk deepened as his eyes moved between Ethan and me, I hated the fact that he looked as if he was getting the best entertainment of his life."Relax, Blackwood it was just an observation. No need to get all territorial."Ethan’s grip around his glass tightened. I exhaled slowly, placing a hand on Ethan’s wrist under the table as if it was a silent warning. The touch is enough to keep him grounded and not do anything drastic, I turned to look at Ethan whose jaw remained clenched."You're awfully interested in my personal affairs, Lancaster," Ethan said coolly. "Almost like you're obsessed."Adrian chuckled. "Oh, I wouldn’t say obsessed—just curious. I mean, a million dollars is a steep price, even for you. Makes a man wonder if it’s about winning, or if it’s about keeping someone away from me."He took a dramatic pause. "Which is it, Blackwood?"I can practically hear the challenge in his voice, and my stomach twists.Ethan doesn’t answer immediately , he takes his sweet ti
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I took.l one last look at Sophie as I followed my father, he didn't say a word but it was obvious that knew what was coming; he had to. I strode down the hallway, my footsteps heavy on the floor but my father's pace was steady, but I could sense the tension building between us as I trailed behind him. My eyes fixed on the back of his head as so many thoughts ran through my head, He didn't look back, didn't acknowledge my presence. I continued to follow him as we went past the portraits of a family that barely existed, past the polished antiques that felt more like props than memories. He stepped into his office like a king returning to his throne. I had to admit that his office does look with a throne with the hgh ceilings, heavy mahogany desk, lather and gold and of course it reeked of his ego that soaked into the fucking walls. But now I know that none of this belongs to him, except his ego He didn’t look back when I entered, he just walked straight to the far end of the ro
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Rachel's condescending voice cut me short. “Sophia, will you let my father talk to my brother or not?” I couldn't help but roll my eyes while Ethan had his usual unreadable expression, he looked regal and detached, like he had practiced that mask in front of a mirror. But I knew him too well, I know how much work it took him to keep everything in control, I couldn't see that there was a twitch at the corner of his mouth, I noticed the way he was tightening his jaw and I could sense that he was anything but calm.Mr Blackwood just cleared his throat as his eyes went straight to me. “Come with me Ethan,” his tone was flat and commanding, as he was leaving no room for argument. Everyone was silent looking between Ethan and I waiting to see what would happen.Ethan walked towards me with a silent plea in his eyes.“Please, Sophie. Just this once… stay out of it.”His words hurt, but I gave him a look that told him that I wasn't comfortable with him being alone with his father, for all
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Sophie's POVThe silence in the car was thick and extremely suffocating. Ethan hadn’t said a word since the call, and I could see it in the way his jaw clenched, the way his eyes showed that he was close to being wild with rage or just that he was very angry.And what Lorna said today only fueled his temper ten thousand times over.“He is looking,” Ethan said in a very low voice as his eyes were distant now, he looked like he was already five steps ahead of his father. “The fucker suspects, I can feel it, you know when I went to my mother's room he was watching and that was the first time in yeats that he went to her wing in the mansion, then now he went in the room it feels sketchy."I nodded in agreement."When I left the mansion today he gave me a chilling look that didn't quite sit right with me.”I listened without saying a word, just nodding my head so Ethan would know that I was picking up every single word he was saying, but he wasn't don't talking.“I don’t know how much he
