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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 afraid for Achilles. He had gone through a lot in the last few days alone, and what was happening at the moment just made him almost miserable.

This was literally our only hope to find out what really happened without actually asking that old piece of shit. If it were up to me, I would ask him to abandon him and ask his man to torture him till he leaves this Earth, but I knew better than that.

When Stefan came, we both went inside her ward—giving a small reassuring, yet sad smile to Achilles. I could feel that his heart was breaking.

I had never seen him in love. In all these years of our friendship, I had seen him get obsessed with a girl, flirt with a lot of girls, even like some of them, or date them just for the sake of it—but he never fell in love with anyone. Although, he never slept with a lot of girls either, but he did date a few of them just to keep a profile among everyone that he could easily pull girls.

Chapter 40: The Phone Call