บททั้งหมดของ Stepbrother’s Obsession: Claimed By The Triplet Alphas: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

AN OUTBURST. Isabella povI burst out of the restroom, my heart still racing from the confrontation with Enzo. I wasn't watching where I was going, too caught up in my own thoughts. That's when I collided with someone, feeling myself tumbling to the ground. I landed with a thud, my palms scraping against the floor.A furious gaze met mine, eyes blazing with anger. "Watch where you're going, you low-life bitch," she spat, her voice venomous. I didn't want to look at her face, partly because I was intimidated, but also because of how swollen my own face was from crying. I tried to scramble to my feet, but she grabbed my arm, pulling me back."Hey, you're not going anywhere," she sneered, her grip tightening. "You're going to apologize for hitting me." I tried to shake off her hold, but she wouldn't let go. "Let me go, and I'll apologize," I said, trying to reason with her.But she just yanked me back, her eyes flashing with malice. "No, you apologize now," she demanded. The noise had a

WHO IS HE?Isabella pov I stared at my fist, the throbbing pain a stark reminder of my anger. Blood dripped onto the floor, mixing with the sweat that had broken out all over my body. I felt like I was going to explode, my heart racing with every beat. How dare he touch me like that? How dare he think he could just walk in like nothing happened?I let out a strangled sob, and suddenly I was crying uncontrollably. Tears streamed down my face, choking me as I gasped for air. My body shook with each ragged breath, my fist still throbbing in agony. I wrapped my arms around my knees, rocking back and forth as the tears poured out.Just then, I heard a knock on the door. "Isabella, sweetie, open up. What's wrong?" my mother called out, concern etched in her voice.I didn't respond, couldn't respond. I just shook my head, tears still streaming down my face. "Go away, Mom. I want to be alone," I managed to choke out between sobs.The knocking persisted, and I knew my mother wasn't going to

IS THERE A DOPPELGANGER? Enzo pov As I grasped the stair rail, my gaze drifted downwards, and our eyes met. Thalia's voice, though shrill, was music to my ears after days of silence. My sister, the crazy lady, stood at the foot of the stairs, her eyes sparkling with a mix of concern and annoyance. For a moment, I forgot about her...let's say, unpredictability, and admired how radiant she looked. Her dress was a deep red, hugging her curves in all the right places, and the way it rode up her thighs wasn't exactly sisterly material. My eyes lingered a bit too long, and I felt a pang of guilt for noticing. But damn, she was stunning. I couldn't help but smile as I descended the stairs, my footsteps light. Thalia's eyes narrowed slightly as she took in my expression, but she didn't comment. Instead, she opened her arms wide, and I didn't hesitate to walk into them. She squeezed me tight, her voice muffled against my chest. "I've missed you so much, Enzo! Where have you been?" I wrap

Enzo pov INVESTIGATE I stood up, my eyes locked on the mysterious woman, and walked towards her with a mixture of curiosity and caution. As I approached, she turned her gaze to me, and our eyes met in a fleeting moment of connection. I forced a warm smile, trying to put her at ease, and sat down beside her."Hey, don't be nervous," I said, trying to sound as gentle as possible. "I don't bite." I chuckled softly, attempting to break the ice.The woman's gaze softened, and she smiled back at me, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "Thanks," she replied, her voice still echoing in my mind like a haunting melody.I studied her profile, searching for any resemblance to Isabella, but there was none. Yet, the similarity in their voices continued to intrigue me. Who was this woman, and why did she have such an uncanny effect on me?As Thalia handed her a glass of water, the woman's hands brushed against hers, and I noticed a faint tremble in her fingers. She was nervous, and I couldn't blame

Isabella pov I crashed into a solid wall of muscle and strong arms wrapped around me, holding me steady. My heart skipped a beat as I hesitated to look up, fearing the worst. But the deep, rumbling voice that spoke was unfamiliar, and the words "Easy, niece." sent a wave of relief washing over me. I let out a shuddering breath and rested my head against his chest, feeling the warmth of his body seep into mine. As I stepped back, my gaze drifted up to his face, and I took in the rugged features - a strong jawline, piercing gold eyes, and a messy beard that framed his face. He was imposing, but his eyes were kind, and his voice was gentle. I moved back a little, still feeling a bit scared, and looked around. We were in a stable, surrounded by horses being groomed and fed. The scent of hay and leather filled the air. "Don't be scared," he said, his voice low and soothing. "You're safe here." He guided me towards an old building, the wooden sign creaking in the wind. Inside, the spac