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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

"Take a step toward her if you dare, and then we'll see," I said with a bold voice and looked at the man standing in front of me.

He was a little taller, a bit more muscular and a tad more intimidating than me, but he was also the bad guy. Bad guys don't win.

He stared at me for a few minutes, trying to see if I'd back down and give up, but there was no going back. I stared back with an equally powerful gaze and he finally retreated as he looked away.

"I don't want a fight," He said, "I just wanted to talk to my daughter." If I didn't know any better, I would have believed his convincing words in a heartbeat. He really did sound as if he was genuinely concerned for her, but people don't change.

"Well, she doesn't want to talk to you so better get going." I replied back in a stone-cold tone.

Chapter 45: Moving In