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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

"Yes. They are my father's people," I said in a low voice to Carlos. He looked at me and exhaled. It was obvious he felt pity for me—but I didn't.

Although it was true that I had no idea he would do something like this, atleast not before he even knew we got into a romantic relationship. It really makes me wonder if he had some people assigned to spy on me and actually did get the information on me.

It didn't matter. What matter was that he had taken Isabelle in spite and I had to get her back. It was somehow relieving to know that he was the one behind this—for some reason, I knew he wouldn't really hurt her. It was just so we'd not be together. If it were someone else, I wouldn't find her easily, nor would I know what they'd do to her.

Carlos' voice dragged my attention. I exhaled.

"I should probably stake out his secret places."

Chapter 38: The Aftermath