All Chapters of Desired by My Stepdad and His Sons : Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

CHAPTER 3 – Forbidden Territory Ariana's POV Monday morning came too quickly. I stood in front of my closet, staring at my fitted white top and pleated skirt like it might bite me. It was just a basic outfit I wore to lectures something I’d chosen for comfort, not attention but today it suddenly felt too short, too tight...toonoticeable "Ariana! Breakfast!" Mom called from downstairs. I grabbed my bag and headed down, each step feeling heavier than the last. The kitchen was full of morning chaos. Mom hummed while making coffee, Victor read the newspaper, and Ethan and Luca were already seated, dressed in their usual tailored jackets and dark jeans, the kind of sleek style you'd expect from billionaire heirs even on a university campus.”They both looked up when I entered. "Morning, princess," Luca said with that infuriating smirk. I ignored him, reaching for a piece of toast. "We're giving you a ride," Ethan stated, not asked. "I can take the bus." "The bus doesn't come out this

CHAPTER 5 – The First Breaking Point Ariana's POV I'd spent the last three days avoiding all three of them. At breakfast, I ate quickly and left before anyone could corner me. At school, I took different routes between classes, ate lunch in the library, stayed late for study groups I didn't need. At home, I locked myself in my room, claiming mountains of homework. It was exhausting. But it was necessary. I couldn't keep living in that pressure cooker of tension and unspoken desires. Something had to give, and I refused to let it be my sanity. Thursday afternoon, I thought I'd made it through another day unscathed. I was heading to my locker, already planning my escape route home, when a hand closed around my wrist. Ethan. "We need to talk," he said, his voice leaving no room for argument. "I have to get to.." "Now, Ariana." He caught my wrist down the hallway, his grip firm but not painful. Students parted around us, whispering. I tried to dig my heels in, but he was too stron

CHAPTER 7 – Crossing the LineAriana's POVThe moment I stepped into the living room, everything shifted. The air felt heavier, thicker. It wasn't just the quiet hum of the house, nor the cold marble floors under my feet. It was something deeper, something inside me that I couldn't ignore. The moment Victor’s eyes locked with mine, I knew: the boundaries that had once felt so clear were disappearing."Ariana," Victor said, his voice low, deliberate. He was sitting at the far end of the long, dark wood table, his usual calm, collected demeanor replaced with something darker. His gaze never wavered, following me as I crossed the room.I stood there for a moment, my heart pounding in my chest. "Victor," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "Is everything okay?"“Everything is exactly how it’s supposed to be,” he replied, his eyes intense. He motioned for me to sit across from him, and though I wanted to refuse, my legs moved on their own, bringing me closer to the seat. His dark green