All Chapters of Bound By Blood: The Step-Brothers' Temptation: Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

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Just breathing

_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

Letting her go

Nico’s POVThe sun hadn’t risen when I got back. I needed some kind of distraction after what had happened yesterday. So I drove around the city for a while before making my way back to our house. Amelie.She looked the same. Maybe smaller. Softer around the edges, but her eyes… her eyes still burned with the same fire that had made me fall and hate her all at once. I thought I’d buried that part of me. Turns out, feelings don’t stay buried — they just wait for you to dig them up again.I was sitting at the edge of my desk, still in the same clothes, cigarette burning slowly between my fingers. The room smelled like smoke and stale whiskey. Papers scattered across the floor. None of them mattered.Matteo was standing by the window, staring out at the street below. He’d been quiet since we got back — too quiet. That was how I knew he was thinking about her too.“Say it,” I muttered.He didn’t turn. “Say what?”I took a slow drag, exhaling through my nose. “Whatever lecture you’ve bee

Betrayal

_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

Hurt me twice.

_Amelie’s POV_The tone of his words hurt more than if he had screamed.Elias just stood there for a moment, before turning around and walking away. No hesitation. No final look back. Just the sound of his shoes against the wet pavement. I froze where I stood.No.. no..This shouldn’t be happening. I can’t lose him. “Elias,” I called, my voice breaking. “Please, wait—”He didn’t stop.The sound of the river below swallowed my words, and suddenly the world felt small and heavy and cruel.“Elias!” I tried again, louder this time. I made a mistake. A very big mistake. My heart thumbed loudly as the fear of losing Elias filled me up. My feet moved before I even thought about it. I ran after him, my breath coming in sharp bursts. My chest burned, my throat closing with every step. The air felt too thick, like the night itself was punishing me.Behind me, I heard Nico’s voice. “Amelie—”“Don’t,” I snapped, spinning on him. “You’ll only make it worse.”He stopped, his face looked like

There was nothing

_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

Too much love and Hatred

_Amelie’s POV_The first thing I felt was the ache in my skull. A slow, throbbing pulse that refused to fade. The second thing was the smell — cedarwood and smoke. It crawled through the room like a memory I didn’t want to remember.I blinked. Once. Twice. The ceiling above me came into focus, high and white with faint cracks that didn’t belong to my apartment. I wasn’t home.Panic hit fast. I sat up too quickly, and the world tilted. A hand pressed against my shoulder before I could fall back.“Easy,” a voice said. Rough. One that was all too familiar.Nico.My body froze before my mind did. I turned, slow, afraid to see what I already knew was there. And then I saw him — the same storm-grey eyes, the same jaw that always looked like it was carved from stone. He was alive. He was here.And I had no idea how to breathe.“You’re safe,” he said softly. “You’re okay now.”The words did nothing. If anything, they made my pulse race faster. Safe. The last time he said that, he disappeared

Elias

_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

Pasts and Presents

_Amelie’s POV_I wondered what the difference between this room and a graveyard was.Oh right, a graveyard had dead people in it while I was stuck with the three men I could have sworn should be in a graveyard. I sat on the edge of the couch, my hands folded in my lap, pretending not to feel the three sets of eyes watching me from different corners of the room.If I ignored them, maybe they would get the memo and leave me alone, right? Wrong. They haven't left me alone in the past two hours I had been awake. So all we did, was them staring at me and me finding a new corner of the room interesting. Nico leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, pretending to be calm, but his jaw kept twitching every few seconds. Luca was sitting across from me, legs spread, elbows on his knees, pretending to scroll through his phone but never actually touching the screen. Matteo stood by the window, a shadow in perfect stillness. He hadn’t said a word since last night.And I wasn’t planning t

He left.

_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.

Too much to ask for

_Amelie’s POV_I didn’t know which silence hurt worse — the one after Elias left or the one Nico filled with his quiet breathing. He didn’t say much. He didn’t have to. His presence alone was heavy enough to drown me.He stood a few feet away, arms crossed, face unreadable, but his eyes… they looked like they wanted to fix me and break me at the same time.And that was the thing with Nico. It always seemed as if he wanted to hurt you and save you. I wanted to tell him to go. To leave me alone before the ache in my chest turned into anger.But before I could, there was a knock on the door.Matteo.He didn’t bother waiting for permission before stepping in. His gaze shifted from Nico who was standing a few feet away from him and then to me with my rear stained face. His face twisted like be was visibly hurt from seeing me this way and he was just about to take a step towards me when he caught himself. Turning to Nico he said, “Nico. There’s something that needs your attention.”Ni

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