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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 yawned as the sunshine hit my face. I turned over and my hand landed on an empty bed. My eyes opened as I looked around.

The memories of last night rushed back to me as I looked at myself wearing Achilles' shirt. Last night was everything I had ever wanted—it was really a dream, but not a dream—it was… amazing.

I slowly got up, but the area between my legs was hurting. I didn't want to get up, but I remembered that I had to work too.

I was just about to shrug it off and go anyway when Ace entered my room. He didn't have a shirt on and he looked at me with a smirk.

"What, you only have one shirt?" I said, as I decided to lie back.

"I didn't know you were a virgin."

I sighed. "It should've been obvious."

"No, why—why would it be obvious? You're nineteen!"

Chapter 13: Was it A Mistake?