Chapter 8
1497 Words
ALEX
My heart thumped in my chest as Richard's eyes lowered to my lips and back to my face.
“you were quiet at dinner,” he said and I was almost tempted to ask him why he would be worried about something that was none of his business.
But on second thought, I straightened my back as I flashed him a straight look.
“ I wasn’t in the mood,” I said, already remembering what a shitty morning I had previously had before going out with them.
He smirked and I furrowed my brows, did something I said, sound funny?
And to add to my awkwardness, I was finding him supper irresistible and I was sure he noticed.
“Perhaps you could be in the mood for something else?” he said in a rough sexy voice and my neck started to feel hot.
“that dress looks tight, I could help you loosen some of the straps and laces,” he said as he trailed my body with his sexy eyes and started taking slow steady stands towards me.
My breath got caught in my throat and I could swear that all I wanted was for him to place a hand behind my back and draw me closer to him, anything to remind me of his scent.
“so many things I could help you out with, what do you say?” he asked and something in me knew instantly that this was insane.
He was my stepbrother and even though we had engaged in a one-night stand adventure, doing it again would be intentional and unforgivable and very forbidden.
I stepped back and his brow raised.
“I have to get back to my food,” I said clearing my throat but he still stood blocking my path.
“Are you sure about that? I could bring the food to you, y’know” he suddenly whispered and a part of me wanted to bite my lips and moan in pleasure at what he was insinuating but I stared at him straight in the eyes.
“I believe I asked you to move?” I asked and he looked dumbfounded.
“Can't accept rejection? Not man enough?” I asked as I sneered at him.
He looked surprised at my response and casually stepped aside as I walked away from him.
I hurried to my table and my mother was scowling at me like I had stolen her property. I scowled back at her and she made a tiny sound.
“that was one hell of a bathroom break Alex, someone might have thought you weren't coming back,” she said and cut into her stake.
“and someone would have thought it a marvelous idea” I replied and brought wine to my lips.
A few seconds later, Richard rushed towards the table, grabbing his jacket and throwing it on.
“where are you going?” Mr Devile asked Richard but Richard's phone was already going off, he placed his forefinger in the air and quickly glanced at all of us.
“It was a lovely evening but something came up, I’ll catch you later. Father, ladies” he said and walked out.
A piece of me felt insanely guilty for saying what I had said but instead, I drank more wine and began to plan how to leave this accursed dinner.
* * *
7:20 am and I was stepping out of a Rolls in a pristine crisp ironed skirt that showed off my curves in an orderly fashion, I turned around and thanked Mr Devile for the ride and walked away before he could say anything from the back of the Rolls I had shared with him.
I walked like I owned the place till I got to the receptionist at the front desk, my eyes glanced at her well-ironed business-like suit and I fell in love with the material before my sight landed on a name tag that was seated heavily in front.
Jennifer.
“Hi,” I said and she looked at me and then almost immediately, stopped looking at me and continued typing on her computer.
“Hi, I am so sorry to bother you but I was scheduled for an interview this morning...” I was saying when she interrupted me.
“go over there and sit down” she harshly spoke and I doubled back and frowned.
“excuse me?” I asked and she got up and walked away.
“rude much” I muttered to myself and waited till she came back about five minutes later.
I was still standing when she returned to her post, but she completely ignored me like I was invincible.
“Excuse me, like I was saying, I’m here for an interview,” I said and she gave an eye roll before sitting and looking at her system instead.
“Hello?” I asked again, annoyance creeping on me.
“What did I ask you to do?” she suddenly asked me coldly, as if she was talking to a child.
“go sit down Miss, you will be called when you are needed,” she said dismissively and my eyes narrowed.
Did she just say, ‘When I was needed?’
I did as she requested noting that it was perhaps because I was about ten minutes early, surely I would be called in by seven-thirty.
While I was seated, I couldn't help but imagine who my interviewer was going to be and the type of questions he or she was going to ask me.
In my thoughts, I whispered a quiet prayer, hoping for success in getting the job, as the idea of being stuck at home with my mom seemed like an unbearable prospect.
I watched my clock and noticed it was nearly seven-forty, I sprang up from my seat and marched towards her.
“The interview is supposed to start by seven-thirty, could you give who is in charge a call? Maybe just to confirm that I can still have the interview?” I asked and she nonchalantly blew a bubble gum in my face.
“Didn’t I say, I would call you when I was ready?” she asked and my eyes darkened.
“You are not the boss and you cannot call me when I am needed. I need you to call your boss and let him know that I am here for the interview as scheduled” I said and she scoffed and kept typing away at her keyboard.
“Are you texting him?” I asked and she looked at me annoyed.
“When you are done being an annoyance, you will go back to sit and wait till I call you,” she said and that made my blood boil.
Who the f**k did she think she was?
I scoffed and walked past her, through the doors that I was hoping led to someone who would not just put her in her place but fire her.
“you can't go in there!” she screamed after me but I walked faster, determination in my steps,
“Are you deaf? I said you should stop!” she screamed and I threw her my middle finger from behind my head.
“stop!!” she screamed some more.
“no!” I screamed back and my eyes caught an office that had ‘Managing Director’ in front and I increased my pace, I could hear her trying to keep up with me, her hands encircling my wrist that had laid claim to the doorknob.
“ I will have security throw you out of here in a minute but that is after I slap your pretty face for being a serious annoyance” she spat and I wriggled my wrist out of her hold so fast that she didn’t expect what it was that I was going to do.
I pushed her with her shoulders, making her move backward, and in a flash, I opened the door and ran inside, my eyes still fixed on her
“you will be the one getting thrown out for being the rudest and the bitchiest person I have ever met on a f*****g Monday morning, wait till I tell your boss!” I said to her.
“Tell me what?” a cool voice said and I turned my head.
My eyes widened in their sockets. But how on earth was it even? I pondered as stared dumbfounded at the scene before me.
I have heard and read about identical twins, but never had I encountered them in my life.
How was it possible that I was standing before two people who looked the same? was it that I was dreaming or was I hallucinating?
“Hello step-sister,” they both chorused with a devilish smile and my brain stopped working…
If there were two of them then which of my stepbrothers did I have a one-night stand with?
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