All Chapters of Bound By Blood: The Step-Brothers' Temptation: Chapter 341 - Chapter 350

_Amelie’s POV_The world was still spinning when my feet finally touched solid ground.Not metaphorically.Actually spinning. Everywhere was turning beneath me and I almost tripped over my own feet. Even as the instructor unclipped the harness and Luca steadied me with both hands, I could still feel the wind screaming past my ears, the freefall tearing at my stomach, and the way his mouth crashed into mine midair like he’d been waiting his entire life for the excuse.My legs felt like water. My brain felt like fog.And Luca—He looked like adrenaline had rewritten his entire bloodstream.His hair was a mess from the wind, his breathing uneven, chest rising and falling with the remnants of the fall. But his eyes—God.His eyes were on me like the world had narrowed to one single person.“Still breathing?” he asked quietly, thumb brushing my hipbone like he wasn’t even aware he was doing it.“Barely,” I managed, panting heavily. He smirked. “Good.”Good?I could barely feel my legs, a

_Amelie’s POV_My heart raced in my chest, but I did exactly as he said. I pushed myself to my feet and climbed thr bed. Kneeling, I pushed my legs apart, palms on my thighs facing upward as I kept my head down. Luca came towards me slowly, and my heart raced in anticipation. His lips crashed into mine, and I forgot how to breathe. Hard. Fierce. Consuming. Every ounce of the day—the fear, the adrenaline, the triumph from climbing—exploded in that one kiss. My hands clutched at his shoulders, nails digging in, and his hands slid down my sides, pressing me flush against him. I could feel the heat of him, the way his body molded against mine, like he had waited all day—and all my life—for this moment.The kiss broke only briefly, just enough for him to push me gently but firmly onto the bed. My back hit the mattress, and the world narrowed to the sound of our ragged breathing and the pressure of him on top of me. He rested his forehead against mine, eyes dark, intense, molten.“You’re

_Amelie’s POV_The drive home was quiet. Really quiet. Luca didn’t say much, and I didn’t either. My fingers rested lightly on his thigh, tracing invisible patterns, but the silence between us felt heavier than any words could carry. I could feel it—the shift in his energy, the way his jaw tensed occasionally, the way his fingers drummed softly against the steering wheel.By the time we pulled up to the estate, I was already restless. Luca parked, and I followed him inside, expecting our usual chaotic arrival: Nico avoiding our eyes, Matteo lurking somewhere with that annoying protective glare, and Liana—well, Liana always had something to say.And, as usual, she did.“You’re back,” she said, leaning casually against the banister, her tone light, but I could feel it, the something-off in her posture, the hesitation in her eyes.“Mm,” I murmured, dropping my bag at the foot of the stairs. “Back.”She smiled, too wide, too practiced. “How was… everything?”I raised an eyebrow. “Everyth

_Amelie’s POV_“And who exactly do you think you are, buying out this place?” A man stepped forward—tall, well-dressed, and radiating an air of controlled authority. His eyes locked on Luca, narrowing slightly. “My fiancée is trying on dresses, and you waltz in like this is yours to command?”Liana took a step forward and I grabbed her arm, pulling her back. What was she about to say? She should let the big boys fight it out without interfering. And I was enjoying everything happening. All it needed was popcorn and a cola and then we were good to go.Luca didn’t flinch. He didn’t even blink. He tilted his head slowly, letting the weight of his gaze settle on the man. “And who exactly do you think you are, trying to throw my fiancée out?”The man stiffened, clearly unprepared for that. He opened his mouth to reply but Luca cut in before he could, turning to the manager. “Where are the property papers? And how much are you asking for the boutique?”The man hesitated, lips opening and c

_Amelie’s POV_After a few hours, the house had finally gone quiet.Quiet enough that I could hear myself think… which, apparently, was a terrible idea because all I could hear was my own heartbeat pounding in my ears.Everyone else had gone to sleep—or they are doing something else.Liana had left with Camille an hour ago after forcing me to drink a chamomile tea that tasted like sadness.Matteo had gone upstairs muttering about “assembling the crib before sunrise.”Nico had stationed himself near the stairs like a guard dog who didn’t trust the universe.And Luca?Luca had been everywhere except here with me.He had been pacing, whispering orders, texting doctors, calling security, sending someone to baby-proof the entire house even though the child wasn’t even the size of a bean yet.I wanted to tell him it was low-key too much, but I didn’t have the mind to. But eventually… eventually even he disappeared somewhere upstairs.And I was alone on his massive bed, staring at the ceili