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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 was going crazy trying to figure out what the hell was going on. Apparently, the message was now gone, and for some reason my father praised me—and this all happened while we had this crazy stalker on our backs who mysteriously decided to let us go?

Amidst all this, another crazy thought hit me: what if my father was the one behind the threat and manipulation? Maybe he wanted to see if I could come back home to save Isabelle even if he was mad at me.

I parked in front of my apartment. Yes, I moved out when Isabelle and mom left. Any problems?

Chapter 27: The Drunk Night