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Bound By Blood: The Step-Brothers' Temptation Alive
_Amelie’s POV_The world came back to me slowly.My eyelids were heavy. My body was heavier. But the silence was soft this time, not cruel. And I wasn’t cold. There was warmth pressed against my skin. Sheets. A blanket. A pillow beneath my head.This wasn’t my father’s house.That’s right… he had sent me back and I was with the triplets now.Alive.I opened my eyes to find three shadows standing over me.My lips parted to let out a scream. Santiago was here. It took a second for their faces to become clearly then I relaxed.It was just the triplets. Nico was seated closest, his brows furrowed in fierce concentration as he dabbed a cloth against my wrist. I didn’t even feel it at first—just the motion. He was cleaning my wounds. Gently. Carefully. As if I would shatter if he pressed too hard.Matteo stood nearby, a tray of food in his hands. Soup. Water. Some fruit is peeled and sliced. He was watching me like a hawk—not like he expected me to collapse, but like he’d never seen me b
Bound By Blood: The Step-Brothers' Temptation I’d die
_Amelie’s POV_The first thing I noticed when I woke was the absence of pain.Not the actual pain—that was still there, gnawing at the edges of my ribs, pulsing behind my eyes. But it was dulled. It didn’t threaten to end me like he did when I was dropped off here. It felt like it had been softened by something they’d given me, or maybe just by sleep. I wasn’t sure anymore. The lines had blurred.I didn’t remember what had happened, because at some point I had slept off, or lost consciousness.I couldn’t tell which had happened.The second thing I noticed… was that I wasn’t alone.I turned my head slowly, and all three of them were there.Nico. Matteo. Luca.Standing in the corner of the room like the ghosts of men who had once known what to do. But now they just stood. Staring at me. Staring at what was left of me rather. Their presence filled the room in different ways.Nico’s rage was quiet but barely held back, like storm clouds rumbling under his skin. Matteo’s was loud in the
Bound By Blood: The Step-Brothers' Temptation Loyalty
_Amelie’s POV_I didn’t cry anymore.There were no tears left. They had been scraped out of me alongside the skin under my nails, drained with every drop of blood, cauterized with every burn Silvio gave me. Now there was only a quiet cold, numb, and bitter. I sat slumped against the wall, my body broken but my mind still functioning—barely.I was barely functioning at this point. The door opened.This time, it wasn’t Silvio.It was my father.Or rather sperm donor. Santiago walked in wearing his usual black, a long coat trailing behind him. His presence didn’t fill the room. It crushed it.I couldn’t lift my head, but my body still reacted. Every cell braced.I wanted to kill him but I couldn’t move a single muscle in my body. His shoes clicked across the floor as he came to stand in front of me. “You’re alive,” he said plainly.“Unfortunately,” I rasped, voice like rust.He could have just killed me instead of making me go through all these. He crouched, tilting my chin up with o
Bound By Blood: The Step-Brothers' Temptation Choice
_Amelie’s POV_I woke up with a jolt, my eyes roaming around the room as I tried to figure out why I had woken up in the first place. And that was when I heard it again… the sound of metal.It was a soft click which was followed by the door opening.My entire body tensed. No part of me could move without me screaming. My hands felt detached—raw, destroyed, useless. The pain from yesterday hadn’t faded. It had taken root in me, humming through my blood like a second heartbeat.I hadn’t even known when I had lost consciousness. The pain was too much for me to bear, I had to pass out. I watched as Silvio stepped inside. He looked Calm and Composed. He was dressed in the same black gloves and tailored shirt as if yesterday never happened.But I knew it had. My fingers were proof of it. “You didn’t use the blade,” he said, eyes flicking to where it lay untouched by the wall. “That’s good. Means there’s something still alive in you.”I didn’t answer. Couldn’t. My lips were dry and crack
Bound By Blood: The Step-Brothers' Temptation Pain
Amelie’s POVI don’t remember when I started screaming.Only that I stopped hearing my own voice long before I stopped feeling the pain.The man didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t smile. He didn’t gloat. That somehow made it worse.His silence was more deadly than any other thing that I know.He introduced himself as Silvio. “I work in truth,” he said, like that was a job. Like that made him an artist.I didn't know why he was here, what he was here for. Until he opened the metal case slowly, letting me see everything inside. Pliers. Hooks. A blade with a serrated edge. Cotton. Alcohol. Rusted things and shining things and things that didn’t look like they belonged in a toolkit, or a hospital, or anywhere that made sense.But they were, staring right at me. At first, my eyes widened. Surely he wouldn't be using all those on me… right?“Why are you here?” I asked, trying to stop my voice from shaking. I couldn't let him see how scared I was. Wouldn't let him think he had broken me.
Bound By Blood: The Step-Brothers' Temptation Torture
Amelie’s POVI should have known he knew what I was up to the entire time.Every breath. Every lie I tried to stitch together with trembling fingers. Santiago wasn’t fooled by trembling.“You’re sweating,” he said lightly, swirling his drink. “Why?”I straightened my back. “It’s warm.”The weather felt cold right now, but I was still sweating. He didn’t look at me. He was watching the dark liquid circle in his glass like it was more interesting than me. “Strange,” he murmured. “It’s always cold in this house.”I stayed silent. Anything I said would be wrong.Any small movement could lead to dire consequences. I was sitting on a time bomb that was just about to go off. “Sit,” he said, gesturing to the armchair across from him.My legs didn’t want to obey, but they did. I lowered myself slowly, carefully, every movement rehearsed in my mind a dozen times before I acted it out. Like prey pretending it wasn’t seen.I could still feel the gun at the back of my head and I knew any form of
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