All Chapters of Sinful Obsession: My Billionaire Stepbrother : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Too proud to Apologise

~Isabel~ After I finished the bowl of hot soup, I must have crashed out. When I woke up, my fever had broken, but I still felt weak...every time I tried to close my eyes I just kept seeing the red taillights of William’s car fading into the fog leaving me there all alone. I wanted to stay mad in fact I was mad. But an annoying voice in the back of my head kept whispering...'You’re living in his house Isabel, you’re eating his food and sleeping on his queen size bed...what exactly did you expect? I reached for a chocolate from the box on my nightstand Arthur must have set it there while I was sleeping...I took one and let it melt slow on my tongue...it tasted good and I felt a little guilty for enjoying it but my stomach didn’t care about my pride right now. I was halfway through the box when I heard a sound at the door it wasn’t my mom’s soft gentle knock. It was three quick raps. "I’m awake," I called out. The door opened just enough for the hallway light to spill on

Flirty Server...

~Isabel~ Outside, the morning air smelled like damp earth and fresh cut grass. A matte-black SUV sat idling in the driveway. William didn't even bother to open the door for me, he just hopped into the driver’s seat like he was doing me a favour just letting me tag along, leaving me to open the passenger-side door all by myself. I climbed in and the scent of his cologne, something like cold wind… cozy and clean… filled the whole car... the kind of smell that sticks to your clothes for days. We pulled out of the estate in total silence. I stared out the window at the blurred London streets, my reflection in the glass looked way more confident than I actually felt, like some cooler version of me had borrowed my face for the day. Those jeans were definitely doing their job, but the way William was gripping the steering wheel so tight with his eyes glued to the road like looking at me might stop something in him made me wonder if I’d pushed things a bit too far. "I’m not a f

Different Worlds

~Isabel~ "Which university did you graduate from?" I asked as we drove. I kept my voice casual and glanced over at his profile. He had that jawline with just a hint of morning stubble, like he’d been too busy thinking about other things to bother shaving properly. He didn’t answer right away. Instead, a smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. He looked at me with a flash of real amusement, his eyes glinted with mischief that made my stomach flip upside down. "What’s funny?" I asked frowning. "Is it a secret? Did you do your whole degree in a basement somewhere?" "Nothing." He tapped his fingers lightly on the steering wheel, his watch caught the sun and glinted like a tiny mirror. "I’m just thinking… maybe you’re finally interested in me. Did that flirty waitress give you a wake-up call?" "Ha!" I gave out a dry laugh and leaned back like I was totally unbothered. "How could I be interested in you? It’s not even like that. You know you’re my brother." "Step-brother," he

Faking Niceness

~Isabel~ William stepped out of his car like he owned every inch of ground he touched. The second his polished shoes hit the pavement, the whole quad seemed to go dead quiet. It felt like someone had flipped a switch and turned off all the noise at once. "Is that… no way. Is that William Sterling?" The whisper rippled through a group of girls nearby, their jaws dropping so far I was surprised they didn’t hit the pavement. "The billionaire? Why’s he here? Who’s the girl? Did he just drop her off? Look at her… pink sweater and all. Is she his girlfriend?" I stood frozen, my fingers digging so hard into my handbag I swear I was leaving nail marks in the leather. I wanted the ground to crack open and swallow me whole right there. I felt like every single person was staring right through me. But William didn’t look bothered in the slightest. He looked like he was born for this exact kind of attention. He smoothed the front of his suit jacket. Then he did something that made

Meeting Chloe

~Isabel~ I realized then that these girls were exactly like William, rich arrogant and convinced the whole world owed them something just because their parents had fat bank accounts. But I was done letting people push me around. "I am here to study law," I replied. "Not to join your William Sterling fan club. If you are that obsessed go wait by his car, I am sure he would love to ignore you just like he ignores everyone else." Her face turned an ugly red like she had swallowed a whole pepper... she looked ready to explode but before she could snap back the lights dimmed all at once and the Dean stepped onto the stage. "Take your seats everyone," he boomed through the speakers. The four girls shot me one last look full of hate then slid back into the row and even as the room settled I could still hear their whispers meant just for me. "There is no way someone like that lives in the Sterling house." I stared straight ahead trying my best to ignore them. Then it clicked.

Opening Wounds

~Isabel~ My life had basically become a survival game between back to back lectures and a mountain of textbooks...I barely had time to breathe. I had not even thought about my internship at Sterling Global, had been dodging the office for weeks and every time I saw my blazer hanging in the closet I felt sick with guilt and stress. I was drowning in schoolwork but Chloe was my only bright spot we were inseparable bonding over snacks, assignments and reading, her parents owned a bakery and even though they were comfortable Chloe was down to earth. One night I was slumped over my table with my head resting on a law book when my door opened and my mom walked in wearing a pretty red lace dress from her latest trip she sat on my bed. "Isabel you look like you have not slept in a week honey," she said. "I am just studying Mom," I mumbled into the pages. "I have been talking to Arthur," she started and I went stiff at the mention of his name. "Isabel I want you to drop the inter

Breaking Point

~Isabel~ I stood outside William’s study doors waiting a second just to pull myself together, my face felt tight and puffy from crying and my heart was still beating fast from the screaming match with my mom. I did not have the energy to be polite so I just pushed the door open. The room was dark, only one table lamp glowed lighting up half his face, he sat there not looking up right away just kept flipping through a file. "You have been scarce and you are minutes late," he said. "I do not remember giving you permission to ignore me just because it is not work hours." "It is eleven o clock William," I replied tired. "I came the second Mrs Higgins told me... what could possibly be so urgent that it could not wait until morning?" Finally he looked up, stood and walked around the table until he was standing in front of me, for a long second he just stared like he was searching for something written on my face and I tried to look away but he reached out, his fingers surpris

The Need Beneath all the Anger

~Isabel~ Instead of the explosion I expected, William just stood there. He brought his hand up to his face, his fingers traced the mark where my palm had connected. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth but his eyes stayed strangely calm. The silence made my ears ring. My anger vanished then and staring at the mark, I felt guilty. I had gone way too far. "William," I called. I stepped forward, my fingers brushed over his cheek. I wanted to take it all back, but it was already done. I stared into his eyes, trying to read what was going on behind them, and for a split second, his mask slipped. I saw something real flicker there…hurt, indecision, something I had never seen before. I had actually come down here wanting to ask about moving my internship to the legal department, so I could use what I was learning in class. But how could he listen to me now? I had just slapped the man who controlled a part of my future here. "I am sorry," I stammered. "You pushed me, Willi

Losing the Fight ( William's POV )

~William~ I stood in the center of my study long after the door locked behind her. The whole house was dead quiet. I lifted my hand to my face tracing the burning mark where her palm had connected, and l laughed. I was losing. I was actually losing the war between my head and my body, and it felt like getting punched hard. My life ran on logic, rules, and control, and I was supposed to hate her. I hated her mother even more for stepping into my mother’s place before the funeral flowers had even wilted. Sarah was a gold digger, plain and simple. She had charmed my father into marriage less than a year after my mother died. It did not matter that my parents had been separated for two years before the accident, the wound was still raw. Having those two women walk into this house felt like pouring salt on an open cut. But my body was refusing to listen. It did not care about the family name, or expectations, or the fact that she was technically my stepsister. From the v

Just My Step Sister

~William~ I had spent the better part of the night staring at the ceiling, my lips still burning from a kiss that should have never happened. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw those chocolate-colored irises challenging me. By the afternoon, I needed to drown out the noise in my head. I hit the private gym at the athletic club, pushing myself through a brutal set of squats. The burn in my muscles was the only thing that felt real. My friend Alex was leaning on a weight rack nearby, scrolling through his phone between sets. We had known each other for a long time, and we were close. He was one of the few people who didn’t care about my last name, which was probably why I tolerated his constant talking. Ping. The sound of a text notification broke the beat of the gym’s music. My phone was sitting on the bench next to Alex. “Yo, Will, you got a text,” Alex called out not looking up. “Leave it,” I grunted my teeth gritted as I pushed the barbell up for another rep. “I’m not f

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