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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

My chest moved up and down as his fingers left my private part. He looked into my eyes as he kissed my lips before getting up and unbuckling his jeans. They fell down to the ground and I couldn't help but fix my eyes at his erection from the boxers.

Instinctively, I stood up too and went toward him, now staring directly into his eyes. It seemed like his eyes were controlling me directly, and I followed wherever his eyes went.

As I stood in front of him, I reached out my hand to touch his chest but before my fingers could come in contact with his body, his voice startled me: "Hands off."

I looked at him as a response and brought my hand down. He leaned in near my earlobe and whispered: "You like when I control you?"

Chapter 30: The Promised Paradise-II