Tamara and her family move across the world to move in with her new step father and step brothers. Everything changes for her and her family, but maybe it's a good thing to move to a place where no one knows her and she can start over. But when she...
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"Damn." I mumble as Stephan is standing in front of me wearing a fucking suit.
"You look incredible." He says and gives me a kiss.
"You do too." I say looking him over again.
"If I would've known you'd look at me like that I would've wore one sooner." He says laughing. He gives me a kiss on my head and opens the door for me.
"What, no limo for your big entrence?" I ask as he opens the door of a orange Mclaren.
"Why would I? This car gets me enough attention." He says laughing. He closes my door when I'm inside and gets in himself.
"Where did you get this car?"
"It's dad's car, I could borrow it for tonight."
"Oh to be raised rich." I say dreamy.
"You're rich as well." He says laughing driving away.
"We weren't raised like that. Mom wanted us not to be spoiled so we had to share rooms and we lived in a normal town house somewhere in Amsterdam."
"And vacations?"
"2 a year, one to Austria for skiing and one in the summer."
"That's more then some people get."
"I know, I worked for my money as well, was raised that money is not important and to work for what you want."
"I get that. Smart of her. I was raised with money and that you can buy everything you want but I don't like it, ofcourse it's easier with money but I reather have my dad home at night or being raised by parents instead of nanny's."
"I get that." I say.
"How was my dad growing up?" I ask him after a minute of silence.
"Luke? He was there for us when we needed him. He's the one that taught me to throw a football." He says with a smile.
"He wanted what's best for us all and with Melissa he was pretty protective. He became less protective once she got in all the trouble, he thought it would help het get in less trouble but that didn't work. Why the question?"
"I've been wondering." I say shrugging.
"You could always talk to Melissa you know."
"No thank you. I already got one terrible sister, don't need two." I say wich makes him laugh. He stops the car in front of the building and gets out. He opens my door and helps me get out.
"You look amazing in that dress." He smiles at me.
"Thank you." I smile back at him.
"Let's go inside, it's getting cold." He says holding his arm out for me.
"Watje." I mumble in Dutch as I hook my arm around his.
