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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 did. I did see the ruins the next day, waking up to sixty five messages from Isabelle—all of them vividly disturbing to read.

I scrolled through all of them, and some of them were good enough for me to pick on:

"Pick the fucking phone up, you wanker!!"

"You've got to be shitting me, pick the phone dickhead!!"

I scrolled down to the last message which was her, very politely telling me that she's gonna come over if I didn't reply in 15 minutes:

"You fucking piece of shit, I'm coming over to you shitty house if you didn't reply in 15. You asshat!!"

I shrugged when I saw that the message was sent thirty three minutes earlier, so she probably wasn't open to a negotiation. So instead, I left her on seen and started to get freshened up. After all, I am a CEO with a reputation to maintain. Can't be seen like this now, can I?

Chapter 28: The Exclusive Gift