All Chapters of Her Stepbrother’s Desire, Her husband’s Obsession: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

You will Marry!

Aria’s heels clicked sharply against the marble floor of the study as she walked in, each step echoing like a reminder that she wasn’t just walking into a room, she was walking into the dragon’s den.“Sit”. Arthur Griffin. His name had shaken tables and brought down million dollar companies. No one ever dared look him straight in the eye. His white hair was slicked back and shiny, and the only other indications of his age were the creases around his mouth and eyes. It was clear that he was a handsome man, both old and in his youth.The man sat behind a wide, shiny mahogany desk and made his seat look like a throne, his hawk eyes scanning her body like he was a Don making sure his subordinate didn’t betray him, instead of a man simply talking to his granddaughter.She obeyed, sinking into the chair across from him. The leather was cold, so was the knot of dread forming in her stomach. “Grandfather”, she said evenly.“I don’t want words”, he snapped, leaning back in his chair with his

Last Updated : 2025-09-01

The birthday banquet of doom

Aria took a deep steadying breath and opened the uber door. Her grandfather had made her come to her stepfather’s birthday banquet as lowkey as possible. She was in an ordinary unassuming high necked calf length gown, with a plain unassuming hairstyle and carrying a normal matching azure bag, which all made it very easy for her to blend in with the crowd. Well, it was easy except for the glinting rock on her left hand that seemed to be broadcasting its own satellite signal to space whenever it caught on a little piece of light. She’d been home for just two days. Even Vegas couples didn’t get married this fast. She stepped out, and immediately flashbulbs exploded. White. Bright. Blinding. Everywhere she turned, like she was some kind of celebrity. The sharks were out. Their lights flashed suddenly, bright and fast enough to frighten the uber driver, making him jerk the car forward a little. This led to a domino of irritating events. Aria stumbled forward. Her first entrance i

Last Updated : 2025-09-01

First day at the Rothschild conglomerate

Aria adjusted the cuff of her blouse as she slid her ID across the security scanner, the gates parting with a soft beep. Monday. Her first day waking up at the Rothschild company. First day waking up in Aston Beaumont’s house. It had been strange, how clinical the whole arrangement felt. Aston hadn’t even looked at her when she brought her suitcases into his mansion. He simply gave a curt nod and summoned the housekeeper to help her, standing firm and looking at her like he was looking past her. Asshole. Why had her grandfather decided that he was the one, of all people? At least the housekeeper had been a funny old man, a very haughty french man. It was a lovely burst of familiarity as he snobbily directed the maids to take her stuff to her room. Asher had been slightly entertained upon meeting his new…father and Aria had been shocked by it. The boy had stood at his mother’s side, studying the six-foot-something man with solemnity far too old for his five years. And Asher had ext

Last Updated : 2025-09-01

First proper step into marriage

That night, Aria was too wired to sleep. Her head buzzed with everything that had happened since her grandfather finally summoned her back from France. Shame flared in her face as she realized the face that played the most in her thoughts. Liam’s dark, infuriating questions at the office, his burning gaze at the banquet. It was all so reminiscent of a life that seemed so far away, when she was desperate to be wanted, desperate to belong, and he had looked at her like he wanted her. He took her. And discarded her, leaving her for the vultures of scandal to peck on. She turned over in her bed, the silk sheets brushing against her skin doing nothing to make her sleep. Asher was asleep in his own room just beside hers. No use going to him for distraction. Oh and what a welcome distraction he would have been. So she was left with… nothing but thoughts. And the study. Huh, the study. She shot straight out of bed. Her dear husband had told her that morning, with the kind of c

Last Updated : 2025-09-01

Dangling her son in front of her

All the free space in the study had shrunk with his presence. The small curve of his lips hooked Aria’s stomach and his eyes pinned her to the corner.She took a step back. He took one forward. She took another. He closed the gap. Till her back was pressed against the shelf behind her and the ridges dug into her spine. His small smile hadn’t fallen.Badump. Badump.All Aria could hear was the steady hard thumping of her heart. All she could see was him. She swallowed and pressed her nails against her palm hard enough to sting and get her out of the strange ensnarement.They hadn’t broke eye contact.“What? You think you can intimidate me? I’m going to…tell my grandfather exactly what you are”, Aria , pausing slightly in the middle of her sentence as she fully expected to be interrupted, but, he was still silent.“You’re a person. Not a pet to intimidate”, he said after a beat of silence, his voice reverberating in her stomach, the bass tone of it feeling like silk and satin over grave

Last Updated : 2025-09-03

Drawing the battleline in the sand

“I didn’t threaten him,” he said blandly, his gaze steady, unreadable. “I reminded you. Asher is in my care. And I expect us to be good parents to him.”The way he said good had weight. As if good meant obedient. Aria was not an obedient woman.Her jaw tightened until it ached. “Don’t treat me like a fool. I hate it. We both know what you meant to say.”His eyes brightened a fraction, and the amusement on his features grew. What was so interesting?“You can scream at me, you can plot against me,” he finally said softly, tilting his head. “But if you tell Arthur… I’ll know. And then this happy little arrangement we have, it’ll fall apart. Keep your mouth shut, Aria, and you can have whatever you want. Do whatever you want. It’s a free marriage.”Hatred boiled up in her stomach, but — God help her— so did something else. The sharp pull of awareness that made her spine tingle and her skin heat. She hated that too. She wanted to rip it out of herself, to claw it away until nothing of him

Last Updated : 2025-09-03

A harmonious morning for the married couple

It was 6am. Aria hadn’t slept a wink. She had stayed up all night trying to formulate plans and each one ended in failure because of one irritating fact. She didn’t know enough about him to plot against him. The Griffin industries staff were going to receive a drilling in the next few weekss, at least until she got what she needed for a plan that would foil him. 6am meant getting Asher awake and ready for school while having enough playtime to not miss her baby too much for the rest of the day. She trudged to Asher’s room and gently opened the door. He wasn’t there. Her heart lurched and she darted down the hall, about to sprint upstairs when she saw them. Aston, and Asher. In the living room. She willed her heart to calm down in vain as she watched from behind one of the massive doors made of polished wood that blocked off the wings from the view of the living room. Aston was reading something from a folder on the sofa, one leg crossed over the other, mirroring the reg

Last Updated : 2025-09-04

The beginning of issues at work

The sound of rapidfire typing filled the space as Aria tried to get her mind off her marriage and into her brand new job.Aston had touched her, he had pulled her tightly into his space right in front of her son, and he had whispered in her ear in a way that probably seemed loving to Asher.“Act right, Aria. If the boy tells Arthur how his parents don’t act like they love each other, how would our marriage be happy?”, he had asked, his breath ghosting her ear. He didn’t sound angry, but Aria had felt threatened by his words once again.What was his obsession with keeping a happy marriage anyway?“Miss Griffin?”, a petite young woman came to stand of Aria’s run down desk, out of all the other assistants’ desks around, assistants that didn’t start working the day before, her face hardened like she’d rather be anywhere else. Aria filed her husband somewhere separate.It was rather hard to breathe around the woman, her perfume strong enough to choke Aria’s throat and sting her nose. “It’

Last Updated : 2025-09-04

Chapter 9: Her husband was meddling in her affairs

“We got an investor, girl!”.She read the text in Linda’s voice, imagining it sounding uncharacteristically excited. Investor? Who would invest in Risher’s when they hadn’t even started properly yet? “Who?”, she texted back, tapping her feet impatiently on the ground. She was right in front of Mr. Adams door, but she couldn’t get in without confirming who even knew enough about Rishers to invest. Her curiosity would kill her before she left the office. Linda sent a stream of nonsensical emojis, prompting Aria to roll her eyes. Whenever the woman was excited - which was nearly all the time - she became like this, a five year old. “Linda! I have a day job here! Answer me!”, Aria typed aggressively, backspacing twice as she accidentally replaced the rs with es. “They’re like shrouded in mystery, but Beaumont was in the transfers.” “They sent in 8 million” “You can literally start Rishers there too”“We’re rich!”“Hehehehe”Aria’s brain ceased to process any other word after “B

Last Updated : 2025-09-05

He had eyes but could not see mount Tai

Mr. Adams’ office was irritating to be in. That was what Aria had thought when she entered, and that was what she still thinking now, even as she sat imperiously in his seat. The leather was squishy and low, guaranteed to give her backache if she continued sitting in it, but she wasn’t doing it to be comfortable. She tapped her fingers against the desk, pointedly ignoring the man crumpled on his knees in front of her that making small strangled noises like a cat being stepped on. “Why are you so close to the Rothschilds?”, she asked, her eyes flame and fire piercing through his thick hide. The man lifted his head tearily to look at her, showing her his punch-swollen face. Ugh. No. “Keep your face down and answer me!”, Aria said harshly. Vicious satisfaction settled over her as he complied, letting out a sob in the process. If this was how Arthur felt every time he intimidated someone then it was no wonder the man still looked so handsome. His tears made her feel younger.She

Last Updated : 2025-09-05

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