Helanie:
"Ah! Helanie," Romeo smirked, his eyes widening as he stepped in front of his father. "It is so nice to meet you. But it seems like you have competition. You know, I am their favorite." He pointed at my stepbrothers and then at his chest.
It was so hard for me to keep smiling and act like nothing was wrong, but I was failing to do so.
This demon was their cousin?
"But—they are rogues," I barely spoke, making everyone go silent and focus on what I was saying.
"Yeah, we weren’t before. So when we left, our families stayed in packs," Emmet said, reaching over to Romeo and ruffling his hair. Emmet was taller and much broader than him.
And Romeo acted like a puppy in front of him.
Norman was busy on his phone while Kaye sat on the couch, his eyes narrowed at me as if he would eat me alive. Maximus was leaning back against the wall with Charlotte clinging to him.
I was focusing on everyone else so that I could feel better.
"But she would win," Demi said, making heads turn to her. "She is much cuter than you."
"Really? Well then, in that case, I might have to beat her—" My body shuddered, and Romeo noticed. He quickly added, "Beat her in this competition so that I win."
Everyone laughed as they didn’t know the meaning behind his double-meaning talk.
"Let’s get to the dining room. The dinner is being served," my mother said, looking very uncomfortable with the presence of the unwanted people around her, including me and Lady Darcy.
"If it is okay, may I leave?" However, it wasn’t possible for me to stay here now. It was like these devils had their vines everywhere.
How would I get to Romeo when he had such powerful people behind him?
"But you came here for dinner," Lord McQuoid asked, the others looking confused too.
"I think she didn’t like having another favorite," Romeo continued to pout and make jokes.
"That is rubbish. You are blood," Darcy commented with a scoff, and it was in that moment I realized he was their first cousin.
Both Darcy and McQuoid doted on him.
"Umm, I only came to kind of mark my presence, but I was having a stomach ache, so I don’t think I can stay and eat," I excused, hoping Lord McQuoid would just let me go. And I guess he noticed how seriously sick I looked.
"It is alright, I will drop her home," Emmet offered, but his mother quickly grabbed his hand.
"It is a family dinner. Why would you skip it? She can go with the driver or call whoever she came here with," she hissed, not even hiding the disdain in her voice.
"I mean, it will be saddening that Emmet will lose the chance to be with the family. She came here to mark her presence, not to cause my son to lose a chance to be with his family, right, Helanie?" Darcy changed her tone, sounding much sweeter—a fake sweetness meant to manipulate me.
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