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His magnificently beautiful eyes looked into mine with possessiveness. I exhaled out a shuddered breath, and he grabbed my jaw. 
“This is not who you are to me, Isabella. And I want more than what we have. Understood?”
The dominance in his tone was obvious, while his words sounded like a fantasy I’ve always dreamt of. More than what we have. More than step-brother. 

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I, a 19-year-old girl, had always had a secret crush on someone I shouldn’t have. That’s right—it was none other than Achilles Roman, my stepbrother, who was two years older than me. I had kept my feelings dumped in a Tupperware box for as long as I could remember. But how could I control myself when he himself started making moves on me? And what should I do when I realize that he was nowhere near the Achilles I thought I knew? 
Read to find out.

Obsessed With My Stepbrother

I froze in my place as soon as I heard him. I looked at him and he sat up with a smirk on his face.

"I—I wasn't—this isn't what it looks like. I was not—"

"Was not what?" He got up from the couch, his eyes fixed on mine. I looked down immediately. "I thought it was my phone. That's why I was picking it up."

"Wow, you're getting worse at lying every day!"

"Funny you should say. Why don't we just leave now? You've kept me locked in here like Rapunzel!" I said with sarcasm as I tried to dodge the topic.

"Nah, Rapunzel had better hair." He smirked and picked up his phone.

"Uh-uh. Don't even speak. You will give me second hand embarrassment, baby girl. Get ready because we will be leaving in 10."

Chapter 11: You Want Me to Stop?