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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 think I'm in love with you, Bella…" He whispered.

I froze as I processed his words. My heart beat could easily be heard by my ears at this point, as my brain tried to comprehend the meaning behind the words he just spoke. His voice echoed through my brain, ears and whatever it travels through.

Even though I wanted to prompt myself to speak up, there was no sound in my throat. There was no reaction. Everything was too dramatic, to be honest—I shouldn't freeze like I was in a movie, but I couldn't help it.

His eyes wandered from focusing on one of mine, to another and then down. The sudden break in the eye contact snapped me back to reality.

"Uh…" I whispered, dragging his attention back to me. "I–I don't know what to–um…"

"Uh, I know," He muttered softly, "I probably, I–I shouldn't have—"

"No!" I exclaimed and let out a small breath, "It's—it's not like that."

Chapter 36: The Big Question