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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

"Anna," I said as I grabbed her attention. She looked at me with a cold gaze, her eyes fixed with boldness and her posture serious. I hadn't seen her in a while, but the last time I did—she wasn't like this.

"Achilles," Her voice had also changed a bit. It seemed to be more mature, but not in sound—more like in tone. She was more confident. "It's been a while."

"I suppose," I replied. "Why are you here?"

"Remember when you told me I had nothing of myself?" She took a dominant step toward me. "Well I wanna challenge you."

"Challenge me for what?" I was genuinely interested.

"A fight. I want to beat you in combat."

I couldn't help but let out a chuckle. "A fight?"

"Are you nuts? Maybe you did build something for yourself but you can't defeat me physically."

She laughed. "Wow. Must be rich to be this fucking arrogant."

Chapter 22: The Truth