A Night With My Stepbrother
They weren’t supposed to meet. They weren’t supposed to fall. But when the heart breaks the rules—everything shatters.Isabel Buster has always known where she stands—on the outside of power, watching the world of wealth and privilege from behind glass. Quiet, hardworking, and determined to build her own future, she’s spent her high school years avoiding her estranged father’s new billionaire family. But one impulsive night at an exclusive club changes everything.Alessandro De’Luca is used to getting what he wants. The ruthless heir to a billion-dollar empire, he’s dominant, controlled—and completely unprepared for the girl who crashes into his life with wide eyes and fierce defiance. Their connection is instant, electric, and unspeakably dangerous.Because the next day, he becomes her stepbrother.Trapped under the same Sicilian roof, their chemistry burns through every glance and argument. What starts as temptation spirals into obsession, secrets, and betrayal. And when the truth of a cruel bet comes to light, it threatens to destroy not just their fragile bond—but everything Isabel thought she knew about love, loyalty, and herself.As public scandal erupts, lies unravel, betrayal from a close friend and a buried pregnancy changes everything, Isabel must choose: walk away to protect her heart—or fight for a love that was never meant to survive.
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Chapter: Chapter 10: Under the Same RoofThe dining hall at Villa Aurelia was a cathedral of wealth. Crystal chandeliers glittered overhead, casting a golden glow over polished mahogany, vintage wine glasses, and more silverware than Isabel knew what to do with. A long rectangular table stretched across the room, dressed in white linen and decorated with floating candles and sprigs of rosemary. Laughter floated from the far end, where her father sat among business associates. Vivian, in a silky cream gown, flitted between chairs like a perfect hostess, her smile too practiced to be sincere. Isabel clutched her champagne flute and tried to remember how to breathe. “You sound like you’re going to bolt,” Jenna’s message popped up after Isabel filled her in. “I might.” Isabel typed. Isabel’s gaze flicked toward the opposite end of the table, where Alessandro stood in a black suit, speaking quietly with a pair of suited men. He hadn’t looked at her once since they entered the room, but she felt him like static—buzzing beneat
Last Updated: 2025-07-25
Chapter: Chapter 9: The Truth, BarelyThe sea was a dark sheet of velvet, its gentle waves shimmering beneath a sickle moon. A salty breeze rolled through the balcony, cool against Isabel’s bare arms as she stood in silence, arms wrapped tightly around herself. She needed air. Alessandro was too close in that suite—too quiet, too controlled. She couldn’t breathe in there. Not with the echo of his voice in her ears. Not with his scent clinging to the walls. She barely heard the sliding door open behind her. But she felt him. Like a presence in her bones. Alessandro stepped out slowly, hands tucked into the pockets of his slacks. The only sound between them was the quiet hush of waves below and the dull hum of music from somewhere in the resort. They stood like that for a long moment, not looking at each other. Just breathing in the night. “You always run when it gets uncomfortable?” he asked finally. Isabel didn’t move. “Only when I’m trying not to scream.” “Good to know.” She let out a breath, then turned to face
Last Updated: 2025-07-25
Chapter: Chapter 8: Recognition and RageThe marble-floored lobby of the seaside resort glittered under soft golden lighting. The concierge behind the desk smiled professionally, tapping her manicured nails against the keyboard. Isabel stood frozen beside her luggage, the air thick around her as Alessandro stepped up beside her—his jaw rigid, his silence louder than any outburst. They hadn’t spoken since he’d walked into the lounge hours ago and realization dulled on them, he called her a lying bitch.. Now, they stood together again, a little too close, in front of a woman who had just dropped a bomb on both their heads. “I’m terribly sorry,” the concierge chirped, oblivious to the storm brewing. “It looks like there was a booking conflict. Mr. De’Luca had a suite reserved under the family name, but Ms. Cadia—the concierge that day mixed it up. I believe she filled a shared accommodation for ‘the kids.’” She smiled brightly, as if she’d done them both a favor. “I assume that’s the two of you.” Isabel opened her mouth. T
Last Updated: 2025-07-25
Chapter: Chapter 7: Villa Aurelia, SicilyThe sun hung heavy in the sky, its golden light spilling over the manicured gardens and sparkling fountains of the Villa Aurelia Resort. The sprawling Mediterranean hotel sat perched on a cliffside, its white stone walls gleaming against the bright blue sea beyond. Isabel stood at the curb, suitcase rolling quietly beside her. The luxury around her felt suffocating, like an elegant cage she’d been shoved into. This was not home. This was a stage. She adjusted her sunglasses and took a deep breath. The faint hum of voices and laughter floated from the open lobby doors, but the warmth of the sun did nothing to thaw the cold knot in her chest. She was here because of her father. And because of Vivian. The sliding glass doors parted, and a woman stepped out—a perfect vision of polished charm. “Isabel!” Vivian’s voice was sharp but coated in sugar. She forced a smile that didn’t reach her eyes, stepping forward with arms open for a hug. “So glad you could make it. You look… well.” I
Last Updated: 2025-07-25
Chapter: Chapter 6: A Promise and a LieThe morning light was soft and pale, pouring through the floor-to-ceiling windows in golden streaks. Isabel stirred slowly, caught in that hazy place between sleep and memory. The sheets were warm. The room was quiet. For a moment, she forgot where she was. Then her eyes fluttered open—and the memory hit her like a whispered confession. The older stranger. Her breath caught. She was alone. His side of the bed was cool. The scent of him lingered—rich and clean, with that touch of leather and spice. Her legs tangled in silky sheets she hadn’t meant to fall asleep in. She stretched slightly, and the fabric of the shirt shifted around her. His shirt. It was far too big. The sleeves drooped off her shoulders, swallowing her frame, but the way it smelled—the way it felt—wrapped her in a strange, intoxicating warmth. Her bare thighs brushed against the Egyptian cotton. She exhaled slowly, remembering his hands, the way his voice had gone low when he asked her to stay. “Stay the n
Last Updated: 2025-07-25
Chapter: Chapter 5: Strangers and ChampagneThe curtain whispered shut behind her, and for a moment, Isabel stood in the hallway like she’d just stepped out of a fever dream.The club noise returned like a wave—bass-heavy music, drunken laughter, the clink of glass—and yet it all felt oddly distant. Like she’d left part of herself back in that velvet-draped room.She wrapped her arms around her middle and took a shaky breath.Come back with me to my penthouse.The words still echoed in her ears.Her heels clicked sharply on the polished floor as she searched through the dim corridors until she spotted Jenna near the bar, mid-conversation with one of the other girls. She wore confidence like a crown now—hair tousled, makeup glowing under the violet light, money folded into the waistband of her skirt.When she saw Isabel approaching, her grin widened.“Well damn,” Jenna said, grabbing Isabel by the wrist. “I thought you ghosted.”“I—I needed air,” Isabel said quickly, pulling her close. “He asked me to go with him.”Jenna’s brow
Last Updated: 2025-06-03
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