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Chapter 22

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Dante

Fear was written all over Melanie’s face and to be honest I should have enjoyed seeing her being tossed around but seeing another man doing it and not me made me so angry.

I was the only one who was meant to have the power to make her quiver and beg; no one else, especially not a man.

I knew about her history with Dario; their little entanglement and the way her father had died, alongside the mess that followed. I had done my homework the day she arrived. Her perfect little world had been cracked open long before she stepped back into mine. It was almost pathetic that her mother thought my father could fix it. Federico wasn’t a savior. He was a curse disguised as power.

From the corner of my eyes, I watched her tremble as Dario lifted a gun, slowly almost as if savoring her fear.

He chuckled, tossing out a cruel joke, and his men laughed along like hyenas. I felt a sharp feeling twist in me as I noticed the hungry look in Dario’s eyes.

He was going to kill her. I could
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  • WANTING MY STEP—BROTHER    Chapter 29

    Melanie Screams tore through the dining room. They were loud, sharp, panicked but the only ones I heard clearly were my mother’s. Her voice was the anchor in the chaos, trembling and breaking as she called my name.My hands flew to my chest instinctively,as the strange feeling blossomed. I felt something warm . Wet. Sticky.It was Blood.For a ridiculous half-second, my brain short-circuited. ‘Wait… is that mine?’ I blinked at the crimson pooling between my fingers. ‘Oh yeah, genius. It’s totally yours. Congratulations, Melanie, you’ve officially been shot.’Pain bloomed late, like it had politely waited for me to process the obvious. Then it came tearing through me like fire laced with shards of glass. My head spun. My vision warped. My thoughts scattered like confetti in a hurricane.My mother’s arms wrapped around me, pulling me against her trembling frame. “Stay with me, baby! Just stay with me!”Like I’m going somewhere? My mouth didn’t say it, but my brain was still stupidl

  • WANTING MY STEP—BROTHER    Chapter 28

    Melanie Why did I have to get drunk? Why did I have to put myself in this situation? God! I wish I could disappear right now. The knock continued; getting louder and more frantic by the second. I held my breath… waiting for the knock to stop; for him to go away but it didn’t and when I was about to consider jumping out of the window to save myself I heard the sound of a familiar voice. “Leonardo!” It was my Mom’s voice. “What are you doing?” My heart, which had been hammering like a war drum, began to slow down a bit. The fact that it wasn’t Dante brought about relief. “Oh God!” I heard Leonardo exclaim. “The last thing I wanted was for you to catch me out here. But since you did…I actually wanted to speak to Melanie, and apologize to her.” I moved closer to the door. I didn’t open it right away, instead I kept eavesdropping on their conversation. “For what?” My mom asked and I heard Leonardo laugh. It was loud, bitter and it seemed like it wouldn’t end anytime soon. “I wa

  • WANTING MY STEP—BROTHER    Chapter 27

    Melanie My eyes flickered open, squinting against the faint light spilling through the curtains. For a second, I didn’t know where the hell I was. My head throbbed, my mouth felt like I’d swallowed cotton, and my thoughts were a blur. Then I sat up…well, tried to and it was at that moment I realized I couldn’t move. I looked down and I noticed a thick rope tied around my wrists. “Oh, fantastic,” I muttered under my breath. “I was kidnapped. How Classy.” I peeled my eyes away and looked around the room, trying to figure out how I got here. My eyes widened when I spotted the familiar red walls, the sleek metal fixtures, and the faint smell of leather and… God, was that candle wax? Oh no. I was in the Red Room. Dante’s Red Room. “How did I end up here?” I mumbled, tugging at the rope. Images started coming back to me in pieces. I remembered talking to Juan on the terrace… his voice was calm, his words heavy with something he wasn’t saying. Then Dante came and carried me away.

  • WANTING MY STEP—BROTHER    Chapter 26

    Dante “We didn’t find it.” Milan or whatever her name was voice trembled as she delivered the news, but I barely heard her beyond the roaring in my ears. Melanie’s phone was still missing. The one thing that held the evidence capable of burning my plans to the ground. I forced myself to stand still, expression unreadable, even as a storm brewed inside me. Rage clawed at my chest, begging to break free, but I shoved it down. I couldn’t afford to lose control in front of a staff. “Leave,” I said quietly, my tone cutting sharper than any shout could. She scrambled away like a frightened animal, and I turned, making my way back to where Melanie was waiting. When I got there, her eyes flicked up. They had this mocking effect and that short circuited my brain. “Did you find it?” I didn’t answer right away. Instead, I walked closer, each step measured. She tilted her head, smiling faintly. “Judging by your face… I’ll take that as a no.” That smirk… I wanted to wipe it clean off

  • WANTING MY STEP—BROTHER    Chapter 25

    Dante The path to the mansion wasn’t properly lit, shadows stretched like claws across the walls. I felt invincible in the darkness as I adjusted my hand which was locked firmly around Melanie’s waist as I walked. She was quiet and I guess my little threat earlier had shaken her just a bit. When we got to the path that led to the red room, I placed her down. She stumbled, protesting with muffled words, but I ignored her, dragging her forward until we reached a secluded corner. Only then did I completely free her from my grip. I took in her features, noticing her eyes were glassy, her cheeks were flushed. The faint scent of alcohol engulfed the air as her lips parted a bit. My jaw tightened. She was drunk. No wonder she’d been hanging around that idiot Juan, giggling like she had nothing to lose. I stepped closer, my voice dropping lower as I spoke. “I’m sure you know why you’re here.” Her lips curled into a smile. “I guess it’s because you just wanted me close, Dante.” I

  • WANTING MY STEP—BROTHER    Chapter 24

    Melanie Friday came faster than I wanted, and I still had no clue who the Vladimir family was or how the hell I was going to make my mother stay in Città dei re. But none of that mattered tonight, at least not on the surface. I dressed up, put on the most convincing smile I could, and stepped into the party like I belonged. The ballroom glowed in gold and champagne light, crystal chandeliers shimmering above rows of elegant guests laughing over fine wine. It smelled like money, secrets, and the kind of danger that came dressed in a suit. “Melanie!” I turned to see Aria gliding toward me, her lips curved in a charming smile. “I want you to meet my friend, Heather,” she said, her hand lightly brushing my arm. Heather. The girl Aria had mentioned…the one she supposedly had issues with. I was surprised to see them together, smiling like old friends. But hey, maybe they had made up. Heather had the prettiest eyes I had ever seen; icy blue, sharp, and delicate all at once. When she

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