Todos os capítulos de Bound By Blood: The Step-Brothers' Temptation: Capítulo 291 - Capítulo 300

_Amelie’s POV_I didn’t sleep. Not that I didn’t want to, but I couldn’t. The night stretched forever, heavy and silent, broken only by the sound of cars passing outside and my own uneven breathing.Every time I closed my eyes, I heard the gunfire again. I saw Nico’s face. I saw Elias standing between us, confused and angry and trying to understand something I couldn’t explain.When dawn came, it didn’t feel like a new day. It felt like another reminder that I couldn’t keep pretending.The light through the blinds painted long stripes across the floor. The coffee pot hissed softly. I moved around the kitchen without thinking—boiling water, setting two mugs, trying to fill the silence with anything that sounded normal.Elias hadn’t slept in our bed. I’d heard him come in late, after the police cleared the restaurant. He didn’t say a word. Just took off his jacket, sat on the couch, and stared at nothing. I watched him from the doorway for a long time, wanting to speak, but the words

_Amelie’s POV_I woke up the next morning feeling better than I did in days. The apartment was too quiet. Too normal. Sunlight drifted lazily across the floor, touching the couch where Elias sat reading a book like nothing in our world had cracked open. I took a sick leave from the hospital because I didn’t think I was well enough to work for a few days. Sicknesses don’t always have to be physical too.I poured coffee for both of us, my fingers trembling slightly.Elias glanced up when I set the cup down. “You okay?”I nodded, forcing a smile. “Just tired.”He studied me for a moment, that quiet, searching way he always did. Then he nodded too. “I understand.”Silence stretched between us — not cold, not angry, just heavy.I wanted to reach across the table and promise him it was over. That the past had finally lost its grip on me. So I said it.“I’m done with Nico,” I said quietly.Elias’s hand stilled halfway to his mouth. “You’re sure?”“Yes,” I said, firmer this time. “That wor

_Amelie’s POV_The world had gone quiet.Too quiet.After Elias left, my life became a blur of motion — work, coffee, silence, repeat. I’d packed my days with shifts to keep my thoughts from escaping. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him walking away. Every time I opened them, I saw the door he hadn’t walked back through.So I stopped waiting.It didn’t seem like he was coming back anytime soon. I filled every hour with something, patients, gym. Everything. I wanted the exhaustion to drown out everything else. It didn’t. But at least it kept me from thinking about Nico, or the sound of Elias’s voice when he said you chose to go.It was easier to live like this than to face how empty I’d become.That night, the rain was dropping lightly as I made my way home. I pulled my coat tighter and climbed the steps to my apartment. My safe space. My normal.When I unlocked the door, everything seemed fine.At first.The air felt still, heavier than usual. The living room looked exactly as I

_Liana’s POV_I was going to kill them. All three of them. Slowly, if possible.As painful as I can make it. Till they are all screaming and writhing in pain. I would skin them alive and feed their flesh to each other. I would make an album with different soundtracks of their screams. Anything to make them feel the wrath of my anger right now. My bag banged against my leg as I marched up the steps to the triplets’ house, muttering every curse I could think of under my breath. “Idiots. Walking disasters. Emotional terrorists. Can’t go five minutes without ruining her life.”I was fuming.The moment I heard what happened to Amelie, I didn’t even think—I just ran out of my apartment, threw things into a bag, and took the first flight I could here. My heart had been racing the whole way, fear and anger blending into one ugly mess.Because of them.They had done this so many times. Thrown her into danger, broken her apart, pieced her back together only to break her again. And when they

_Amelie’s POV_ Elias was here. Luca called him. Matteo and Nico were upset that Luca had called Elias here after I had gotten attacked. Nico and Elias look like they both wanted to gut each other alive. And Luca? Luca leaned back on the couch, completely unbothered by the chaos he’d just started. “I called hin this morning,” he said, his tone flat. “Said he went to your place and found it trashed. I figured he deserved to know you were still breathing.” Elias didn’t look at him. His eyes were on me the whole time. “I went to your apartment,” he said quietly. “The door was half open. The place was a mess. There was blood on the floor. I was worried about you.” My stomach twisted. “I didn’t know what to think. You weren’t answering your phone, so when Luca called…” He trailed off, his voice tight. “I came straight here.” “I’m fine,” I said, but it came out too soft, too weak. His gaze softened just for a second, like it used to when I’d say something that scared him.