บททั้งหมดของ Bound By Blood: The Step-Brothers' Temptation: บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

MATTEOHe thought she wouldn’t go.Thought she’d scoff, roll her eyes, slam the door in Nico’s face like she always did.He had known when Nico had asked her, he watched it all happen from a corner. But he didn't think too much about it. Amelie was upset at them, no way she would agree to something like this.But she went.Not just willingly—willingly enough.Matteo stood in the darkened hall long after they were gone, one hand still clenched around his glass. The silence of the estate rang louder than gunfire in his ears. Somewhere behind him, the clock ticked. A steady beat. Taunting.He slammed the drink down and walked out the front door, unable to stop himself. The driver had left, but he knew the car. Nico always used the same one for things like this. Private. Discreet. Matteo wasn’t sure how he felt about the fact that his brother even had a designated date-night vehicle, but right now, he didn’t care.He followed on his own.He didn’t ask why. Didn’t give himself time to

AMELIEThe second his mouth crashed into mine, I forgot how to think.It wasn’t a kiss—it was a warning, a confession, a breaking point.My brain short-circuited, and everything else went blank. My knees nearly buckled as his hands gripped my waist, yanking me against him like he was punishing himself for needing me this badly. My chest collided with his, breath catching between our mouths as he kissed me harder—like he wanted to erase the space between us. My body reacted before my mind caught up, desperate and reckless, opening for him like a secret I’d kept too long.His mouth tasted like fury. Like a restraint that had snapped. Like everything he’d buried until now.And God help me—I wanted more of it.Matteo pulled back just enough to look at me. His breathing was uneven. His eyes, wild.“You don’t even know what you’re doing to me,” he said, voice like gravel, wrecked with restraint.My skin flushed everywhere at once, chest heaving as my fingers fisted in the front of his sh

AMELIE The door had barely clicked shut behind Matteo when I collapsed backward into the sheets, dazed and limp, my heart still sprinting a marathon inside my chest.I wanted more from him, but right now this was enough.I barely had time to register what just happened—what almost happened—when the door slammed open again.I bolted upright, clutching the blanket to my chest like it was armor.My eyes met with a pair of familiar ones, glaring at me like she waited for an explanation. “Liana!?” I shrieked.She stood in the doorway, arms crossed, eyebrows somewhere in orbit.“I see someone walking out of your room,” she said slowly, eyes narrowing, “and he is not Nico.”I froze.Shit. Shit. SHIT.She saw him leave. Shit.“And don't you even think about lying to me. Cause girl, I see exactly what you look like right now and I won't believe anything you say.”My mind scrambled for a lie, an excuse, a diversion—but all I could muster was the pathetic truth.“…It was Matteo.”Liana blinked

_Amelie’s POV_I wanted something to take my mind offf things, but instead what I got was the person who started all this. I found him in the study.Not his bedroom. Not the war room. The study.Of course.He had a drink in his hand and blood on his collar. His sleeves were rolled, his expression still unreadable.I wonder whose blood that is. I thought as I took a step towards him. He looked up when I stepped in.He wasnt surprised to see me there. So he didn't say a word to me, eyes boring into my back.Oh sweet. I shut the door behind me harder than I meant to. My palm stung from it.And Nico just watched me.This was a moment to give him a piece of my mind. I thought to myself, taking a step towards him.But then I stopped. What was the point of questioning him?And for a second—I almost turned around. Almost walked back out and let the fury chew me up in silence like I always did.But not this time.Not after that ballroom.Not after Gabrielle had given me that look like she

_Amelie’s POV_The words didn’t hit me like a slap.They didn’t hit at all actually.What they did was seep into my heart like poison through a cut.And that hurts way more.“Luca said she won’t have to wait much longer. That Amelie’s being handled. He just needs more time to break her.”Handled.Break her.Gabrielle’s voice floated through my mind even after her footsteps disappeared. I couldn't believe that Luca would say such a thing, but what reason does Gabrielle have to lie when I wasn't there?My stomach turned. I stayed frozen behind the pillar, barely breathing, afraid that if I moved, the floor would split open and swallow me whole.I wanted to tell myself she was lying. That Gabrielle was spinning some web. She always did. But it was the ease with which she said it that rattled me.She said it like it was routine. Like this had been decided.Like I was already dead weight.She had said it like she had actually gone to pass the message.And worst of all—she said his name.