Free My Arrogant Stepbrother 1 by WANDA EDMOND Page B

ended up on the tabloids.
    His behaviour wasn’t approved by Thomas, but there was little he could do to stop his son from acting this way.  During the intimate family dinners, both Thomas and Evelyn tried to talk some sense into him, but Ross dismissed all their advices and continued to live his way.
    Emma was forced to spend a lot of time in the same house with him after their parents got married to each other, and she hated it.  There was a lot of tension between them and something that looked a lot like hatred from her side.  Ross was arrogant and overly sexual being.  To her dismay, he was able to make her all hot and bothered with just a look or accidental touch.  And he made sure to do many of those...
    Every Saturday, when they sat to dinner together, Ross will sit near Emma and will use his position to brush her hand with his, to trace his finger on her thigh or glue his leg to hers.  All these small physical contacts were sending mix signals to Emma’s body and mind, making her both rebel against and fell excited about what could happen next.
    When they met on parties or other public events, Ross will always act as if he didn’t know her, but will also not miss any opportunity to touch her.  Once, and only once, Emma tried to talk to him about his behaviour, but the man laughed at her and made it look like it was all in her head.
    That was why, during the party, thrown for the opening of yet another hotel, Emma chose to stay away from the crowd and away from Ross.  It was past midnight and so far, she had managed to keep out of his sight.  The man has been the centre of everyone’s attention and usually had one or two beautiful girls hanging on his arms.
    Thomas, Evelyn and most of the older guests left about half an hour ago, and Emma would have left with them, if her legs weren’t feeling so heavy.  She had indulged too much on the excellent champagne and now needed some time to recover.
    Lost in her thoughts, Emma never noticed Ross approaching her and sitting at her table, until it was too late for her to do anything about it.
    “Hi, beautiful,” he greeted her the same way he did the first time they saw each other.
    “Stop calling me that,” she said angrily and attempted to stand up and get away from him.  Her unsteady legs, however, and foggy head did not make it easy for her to act or move quickly.
    “Where are you going?”  Ross asked her in his usual sarcastic tone.
    “Away from you,” she replied and finally managed to get up.
    Ross followed her to the lobby and inside the elevator, keeping his distance, but never letting her out of his sight.  Emma did her best to ignore him and once the elevator stopped, walked on unsteady legs to her room.  Most of the guests were given rooms for the night, as the hotel wasn’t very close to the city.
    She somehow managed to find her key card and open the door to her beautiful suit, when Ross appeared once again at her side.
    “Do you need help with this?” He spoke too close to her ear.  “You seem very tired...”
    “I can manage by myself, thank you,” Emma stepped inside and attempted to close the door.  That simple task, however, proved to be impossible at the moment, as Ross used his leg to keep it open.
    “Are you sure?” he insisted.  “I am very good at helping women in distress...”
    “I’m sure you are,” she once again dismissed him.  “But, I...”
    Before she could finish her sarcastic comment, however, Ross easily opened the door and stepped inside.  “My father will be very displeased with me, if I leave you like this.”
    This time, Emma could see that the man was serious, so she let him help her to the bed and lower her down to a sitting position.  Ross remained silent, while he bent down and removed her shoes.  His hands lingered a bit too long on her feet and he gently massaged them.  Emma felt the warm from his big and strong hands burn her skin and a needy moan escaped her lips.
    The sound startled