365 Nights, Two Stepbrothers, One Me.

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my suitcase beside me, looking like a rejected airport pass

into fancy patterns that probably cost

was the ma

od

lt for kings, billionaires, or people who had neve

ng. It was the kind of house where y

urling around the strap of my bag, wondering

fact that I had finally graduated college with the certificate my mot

gone. Im

ent didn't care about explanations. They didn't care that my mother, my best friend, had only done

ckwood. A man I'd never met in my life, but who somehow agreed to take me

oor opened and Mr. Blackwood himself stepped out, tall and sharp in his gray suit, his salt and pepper hair slicked back

ked over and rested a hand lightly on my shoulder. "Look at who's grown b

ouldn't even remember the

. "Thank you, sir, my mum said a lot abo

Dad please, I would kill to have a g

ce that almost made me feel invisible. As we started walking up the driv

sked softly. "What exactly did he mea

ll process the papers for just one year. After that, you'll either nee

s. "Marriage?" My voic

Yes. By then, you'll need to either marry here or f

ir...Dad... I don't even kno

some men in the city. Besides, I promised your mother I'd keep you safe. You're young, you have options. Take your time. Consid

ing, right? Omg, I can't even ac

ore leading me toward the doors. "Don't worry. My sons are a catch. Every girl in this city wan

id I look like the type of girl who ge

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roll my eyes properly, the loud chorus of voices an

rple balloons floated to the ceiling. And right in the center, across the wall, in

opped. "Oh

ing as if I was some sort of princess walking into her coronati

head. "This feels like my birth

sh," one of the

confusion and warmth I didn't want to admit to. For a second,

I asked, not sure if those

is your mansion." he said

stairs as one of the younger maids,

had a polished gold plaq

one: Ethan B

they really need their

chnically... this next one is yours." She stop

. My room is betw

e are only three master bedroom

e pushed open the door and st

fro

alls painted lavender, curtains a deep royal

loved, my favorite snacks lined up as if

ove the bed, a huge poster of Lil

God, oh my God! Lil fucking Tjayyyyy..how d

hing from your mother. She tol

t tightened. For a moment, I could almost hear my mom's voice

here?" I asked, trying

usiness event, and Sir Ethan returns t

h. My stoma

ed, staring at the chandelier above. My nerves were

... 'Hey, Ethan.'" I cringed at my own voice. "No, too casual. Rich people don't use hey, do

h, I grabbed my phon

s dyed-pink bangs falling into his eyes.

ago I was on a flight, now you think I'm in som

aying. Mansion. Rich boy

I cut in, rolling m

insane marriage talk. "And now I'm low-key panicking," I admitted. "What if they're too hot and arro

ucking gorgeous.. all you gotta do is some makeover, roll your hair, wear so

know I can't ev

ou got maids n

heard footsteps. "JoJo, I g

maid I clearly got fond of, ente

room?" I sai

urs. New clothes, shoes, accessories

t the heck, know nothing about f

signed as your personal maid. I'll help you with everything. N

or my new world. The words

ed back on the bed, buried my f

ead bow coo