Ellen
The second I say I think Oscar is cheating on me, Christian’s expression changes into one of pure hatred. He looks ready to murder the guy.
“And why do you think he is cheating on you?” he asks, not because he doesn’t believe me but probably because he is looking for a reason to strangle Oscar alive.
The darkness in his eyes honestly makes me gulp. “Okay, calm down,” I lift up my hands in the air, hoping my beast of a stepbrother will just breathe. “I’m not sure if he has done it yet.”
“Alright,” Christian doesn’t look convinced. Anger is still ticking against his jaw. “But if you find out that he has been cheating on you, and there is actual proof of it, then I’m murdering his ass.”
I snort. “Overprotective much?”
“I am,” Christian doesn’t even bother to hide it. His intense e
