Lahat ng Kabanata ng Bound By Blood: The Step-Brothers' Temptation: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

_Amelie’s POV_My heart raced as I took in the people all around me.They ranged from people who used to work with my father to people I had no idea what their identity was. But one thing was certain, Luca had planned this to the very end because they were all influential people in the mafia world.And showing up like this means the word was going to spread.Amelia DaVinci was a pet to her step brothers.Kidnapped and forced to be a pet, just exactly the kind of life I wanted. Yay.The hall was filled with smoke and power.Men in dark suits lounged in high-backed chairs, cigars smoldering between their fingers. The air was thick with whiskey, murmured conversations, and the weight of too many eyes watching me.Because they knew.They knew who I was.And they saw what I had become.I felt suffocated, like I was going to die. And wanted nothing but to run away from their sight. But I couldn't even take a step without my ‘master’ pulling my back.Matteo had the leash in his hand like

_Amelie’s POV_I laid on the cold floor, my body aching in too many places to count.Matteo had definitely not held back with the whip, he had hit me with no control. And now moving even the slightest bit sent a jolt of pain through me.The silence in my room felt different this time.It wasn’t just isolation.It was a defeat.I wasn’t broken. Not yet.But it seemed as if I was so close to breaking. I was starting to understand what it would feel like.The bruises on my thighs throbbed each one a reminder of Matteo’s punishment and all I had gone through.The collar around my neck felt tighter. Heavier.Luca had tightened it, ignoring my protests. Even dogs didn't have their collars this tight, I told him. And the look in his eyes told me that was exactly the point he wanted to make.And the worst part?The part that made me sick?Luca was right earlier.I had embarrassed myself tonight.I had tried to stand tall. Hold my dignity. Refuse to kneel.But in the end?I was still forced

_Amelie’s POV_I had been waiting for my punishment all through the day, I didn't know when I had fallen asleep on the floor.Luca never took so long to punish me and for some reason, this made me feel so frightened.A sharp kick to my side jolted me awake, and my eyes were barely able to open. Pain flared through my body, and I barely stifled a groan.I tried to push myself up, but it felt like there was a boulder pressed on my back. My cheek was still pressed against the cold floor, my limbs heavy and unresponsive.Whoever it was didn't even wait a minute before I was kicked once again.“Get up,” he growled.Matteo’s voice was as cold as the marble beneath me.I blinked against the dim light filtering through the room, my body screaming in protest as I tried to move. The bruises on my body from my last punishment made even the smallest shift unbearable.Another sharp kick landed against my thigh, sending a fresh wave of pain through me.“I said, get up.” He hissed, poking me with

_Amelie’s POV_I stirred at the sound of my door creaking open.My body tensed before my mind fully woke up. Someone was in my room.It had taken me so long to fall asleep and when I finally did, someone decided to sneak into my room. My body didn’t hurt as bad as it used to, so I was able to move without much pain.I sucked in a breath, my fingers inching toward the lamp beside my bed.If I can grab it before they get too close, I’d be able to defend myself.Hopefully, I will be able to knock the person out before anything happens.The moment my fingers wrapped around the lamb, a voice cut through the dark.“Don’t.”I froze, unable to believe it. Matteo.What was he doing to her? Especially so late at night?The thought of getting raped by him crossed my mind and I panicked. A part of me wanted to believe that Matteo wasn't going to do that, but I didn't know what to think.Even in the darkness, I could sense him—his presence filled the room, thick with something I couldn’t place.

_Amelie’s POV_I couldn’t sleep after Matteo left my room. Each time I closed my eyes, I was filled with the image of the scars on his skin. It had been burnt into my mind, the ugly twisted skin that I had caused.The door slammed open once again that night and I jolted, eyes moving to the door. Which could it be? It definitely wasn't Matteo, was it? He wouldn't come back here for anything. Our conversation left me shaken and I was too shaken to have another one tonight.I barely had time to react before Luca stepped in, his movements unhurried, calculated. Luca?Behind him, Nico lingered in the shadows, silent as ever. Don't these men ever sleep? First, it was Matteo banging into my room half drunk, and now Luca and Nico casually waltzing in.I knew the next day was going to be hell for me, but I had expected them to let me sleep. I wanted to voice out my displeasure, but I didn’t want my face on Luca’s shoes once more and so I kept my mouth shut.I was supposed to be a hosta