3. Evan
CHAPTER 3
Evan
M y father beckons to one of the servants, who immediately hurries over with a tray of champagne. Lexi doesn’t bother protesting this time. She simply grabs a glass and takes a drink.
My father clears his throat before speaking. “Yesterday, Cynthia and I returned from a two-week trip to Vegas. While there, we got married.”
Lexi chokes on her champagne while I stare at him in disbelief.
My father pulls a blue box from his jacket pocket. He turns to Cynthia and opens it, revealing a gleaming wedding band set. He stares into her eyes, one of his infamous smiles curling his lips, telling me he’s found yet another toy to play with.
Unbelievable.
I look over at Lexi. She has a horrified expression on her face as her mouth opens and closes, no sound coming out.
My father pulls another box out and hands it to Cynthia. She opens it, pulls the ring free, and slides it over my father’s knuckle.
I’m gonna puke.
I lift the glass of champagne to my lips and drain it. Wiping the back of my hand over my mouth, I slam it on the table, my blood boiling. What the actual fuck? He married Cynthia in Vegas. Of all the infuriatingly stupid things he could’ve done ? —
My thoughts are interrupted by Lexi’s screech. “What the hell?” Her face is red from fury as her breaths rasp between her parted lips. “You can’t be fucking serious.”
Fuck. I wonder if she turns all red like that when she’s about to come. My dick is instantly hard, throbbing against my zipper.
“Lexi. Watch your language,” her mother scolds.
“I’m watching the curse words roll the fuck out as I endure this shitshow.”
“ Alexis Renee!” Her mother’s fist pounds on the table. “That’s enough. Apologize immediately for what you just said in front of your new family. He’s your stepfather.” She points to me. “And Evan is your stepbrother.”
Her words infuriate Lexi even more. She shakes uncontrollably as she stares at her mother in complete disbelief. “My stepfather and stepbrother?” Her eyes are enormous, and she shakes her head like she’s in a nightmare she can’t wake from. “No. There’s no way in hell?—”
“It’s true, Lexi. The sooner you accept it, the better.” My father leans back, straightening his suit jacket as if the matter is closed. “We have other matters to discuss.”
Lexi crosses her arms over her chest, displaying her cleavage. An image of me shooting from my chair, yanking the top of her dress down, and titty fucking her causes me to overheat. I tug on my shirt, averting my eyes to calm down.
“Lexi, I have a special surprise for you.” My father smirks, then glances at me.
What the fuck is he up to?
He turns his attention back to Lexi. “I was going to do this after dinner, but it can’t wait.” My dad puts his elbows on the table, which he abhors, his eyes trained on Lexi. “I know this is a lot for you to take in. Your mom told me your father has never been in your life. I hope you will view me as the father figure you never had.”
I nearly snort my disgust aloud but somehow manage to control it. Father figure? Give me a fucking break. If he acted like a damn father for once in his life, that would be cause for a national holiday.
My dad glanced at Cynthia before reaching into his jacket pocket and retrieving an envelope. He sets it on the table and slides it to Lexi. “I pulled some strings so they’d offer you late admission. The semester begins in two weeks….”
He pauses for dramatic effect, his gaze latched on her like he’s bestowing the greatest gift in modern history: “To welcome you as my stepdaughter, I present to you an all-expenses-paid semester at Stone Ridge University.”
What the fuck? He can’t be fucking serious. My hands clench into fists on the table as my eyes narrow, seeing red as I stare at my traitorous father.
My narrowed gaze moves to Lexi, studying her expression. She stares at the envelope like it will bite her. She’s motionless except for the rise and fall of her chest from her accelerated breathing.
My father chuckles. “Go ahead. Open it, Lexi.”
Her trembling fingers grip the envelope, and it takes her two tries to pull out the familiar stationery with the Stone Ridge University name and logo.
Son of a bitch. He really got her admission to SRU.
“O-Oh m-my.” Her hand lifts, swiping at the tears beneath her eyes before her gaze flits to my father. “Thank you so much. This is a d-dream.” She hiccups, then blushes.
It’s a cute act, but I’m not buying it.
I narrow my eyes at Cynthia, who beams at her daughter. I’ll bet she coached Lexi to act surprised and grateful.
“I’m afraid this offer comes with strings.” My father continues. “I require you to achieve and maintain a 3.0 GPA, or I will no longer fund your education and expenses. Is that understood?”
I eye Lexi with suspicion as I motion for the staff to bring me another glass of champagne. Catching my father’s hard stare, I roll my eyes, reaching for the water glass while I wait.
I down the glass of water, leaning back in my chair, my thoughts spinning wildly. I drum my fingers on the table, earning an annoyed scowl from my father.
Like I give a fuck. He’s handing his gold-digger wife and her pretty little spawn too damn much. They aren’t going to stop until they’ve devoured his fortune.
The servant sets a glass of champagne in front of me. I nod my thanks, an idea forming inside my head.
I lean forward, my face the picture of innocence, and lock eyes with Cynthia. “I know this is a huge adjustment for Lexi, and I’m happy to assist.” My eyes cut to my father. “Move Lexi into my apartment. I have plenty of room, and it’ll give us time to bond and get to know one another better.”
From the corner of my eye, I see Lexi staring at me wide-eyed, her mouth hanging open in horror. My dick thickens and hardens, desperately wanting to shove it between her glossy red lips.
“That’s a fantastic idea.” Cynthia beams at me.
“Yes, that does seem ideal. You can help her adjust to college life and keep an eye on her.” My father gives me a look that conveys he doesn’t want Lexi embarrassing him, and I better keep a leash on her.
Oh, I’ll keep an eye on her, father. You have no fucking idea how closely I’ll watch her.
Lexi will be completely under my thumb. Once I gain her trust, I’ll break her into tiny little pieces.
Cynthia beams at Lexi. “You’ll be in the best hands with Evan mentoring you.”
My grin is sardonic. “The best hands.” Lexi’s horrified eyes meet mine. I wink at her, a wolfish grin on my face.
Her face is pale as she stares at me like she’s in a terrible nightmare she can’t wake from.
Oh, you have no idea, sweetheart. Your nightmares have only begun.
“It’s settled, then.” My dad lifts his glass of champagne. “Let’s toast to beautiful new beginnings.”
A frown mars Lexi’s face and her brows furrow. I can practically taste the fear radiating from her tanned skin as her shaky hand lifts her glass, tapping it against mine before turning away and doing the same to her mother’s and my father’s glasses of champagne.
A flutter rolls through my chest. My little prey has just fallen into the predator’s trap, and she can’t do a fucking thing about it.
My predatory gaze locks on her. When her eyes meet mine, she shivers.
That’s right, Alexis Renee. You’re mine.
All fucking mine to do as I please.
And once you spill whatever plan you and your mother have concocted, I’ll expose you to my father, and he’ll kick the two of you out without a penny to your name.
Two birds with one stone.
Three, if you count the workout my dick is about to receive from my plans for Lexi.
Cynthia smiles at her daughter. Lexi’s smile appears forced, but I don’t trust her.
Enjoy it now, bitches. The two of you are about to be ruined.