All Chapters of Step Brother's Deadly Obsession : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Naomi’s POVThe sound of my stepmother’s voice cut through the house like a blade, it was sharp enough to make the walls themselves want to break down and disappear.“Naomi!”I was already moving before my name finished echoing through the corridors. Five years of living under Verena’s roof had taught me that hesitation meant pain, and I have learned to swallow pain to survive.My bare feet hit the cold marble stairs two at a time, each step sending a fresh wave of agony through my ribs. The punishment for not completing my work of cooking, cleaning, washing the house, and tidying the car before they got home. And now, I had nothing but a broken rib to show for it.It felt like broken glass shifting under my skin. “Yes, Mother!” I called out, my voice was steady despite the fire in my chest.She stood in the main hallway with her arms crossed, her perfectly manicured nails drumming against her silk blouse. Everything about Verena Hale was evil…her cheekbones, her smile, the way she

Naomi’s POVI have been married to Eldon Rayes for five years now.And if there’s one thing I know for certain…It’s what I want him dead.I stopped praying a long time ago.What’s the point of praying to a God who never listens?The first night I arrived at his mansion, he didn’t speak to me. He didn’t ask my name.He just dragged me upstairs, forced my legs apart, and claimed my virginity like a rabid dog.There was no kindness nor warmth. Just power and violence.He didn’t try to get to know me. He never talked to me.To him, I wasn’t a wife. I was a possession.He loved the pain I felt.The fear in my eyes. The way I curled into myself when he was done hurting me.It made him feel powerful.He never once called me by my name. Just “girl.” Or “thing.”Eventually, he started passing me around to his friends…like I was nothing.They used me until they grew bored.Because I had stopped talking or even crying no matter what they did.There was nothing left for them to break.For weeks

Naomi povBefore I could even process the shock…Cassian grabbed my hand.“Move.”Gunfire rang out around us, but he didn’t flinch.He shot down anyone who stepped in our path, his aim cold and merciless.We weaved through the chaos of smoke, blood, and crumbling walls. The mansion was falling apart behind us. Screams echoed. Fire licked up the edges of the curtains.“Stay close,” he barked, “Don’t stop for anything.”We kept running. I didn’t know where we were going…only that I trusted him more than I trusted my own feet.My dress was soaked. My body ached. But for the first time in five years…I was running toward something that felt like freedom.“Please… save Maria too.”Cassian didn’t look at me at first…just kept scanning the hall, with his gun raised.“The maid? The one that was bound on the floor?”I nodded quickly, eyes wide. “Yes. Please.”His jaw tightened, just for a second.Then he nodded. “Okay. If she isn’t dead already, I’ll take her.”He turned sharply, shouting an o