All Chapters of Sinful Obsession: My Billionaire Stepbrother : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

~Isabel~Juliana almost tripped over her own feet, intentionally pushing her entire weight back into William’s solid body. He reacted instantly, his hands shooting out to grab her arm and steady her balance."Careful," William whispered directly into her ear. His voice came out soft, but in the quiet of the hospital room, I heard it clearly.Juliana straightened her posture, offered him a small grateful nod before walking further into the room right behind her father. I stood off to the side and rolled my eyes at the entire scene, i knew full well she did that clumsy act just for show, a calculated move to get my attention, and William fell right for it.Lawrence Vane stepped into the harsh hospital lighting, he was an average-height man in his late fifties, carrying himself with the unmistakable confidence of a man used to giving orders, he had the same blonde hair just like his daughter, Juliana, but his strands were now heavily streaked with lots of grey hair showing his age. Ye

~Isabel~I took the seat beside his bed and observed him, my eyes traced his face... he had gotten some of his color back, no longer as pale as he looked when he was still unconscious, at the mercy of machines. I twisted my hands together, rubbing my fingers over and over, still wondering why he asked for me out of everyone else waiting outside. It did not make sense to me at all. Outside this hospital room door stood his real son, Yet, Arthur, a man who always liked to be in charge of everything and everyone, chose to call for me to come alone just after he woke up. "No need to look at me like I am about to devour you, Isabel," he said in a rasp voice. He then tried to laugh, trying hard to act like his normal strong self, only for him to grimace, clutching his head as pain clearly hit him from the injury in his head. "I'm sorry, are you okay?" I asked, noticing his discomfort, leaning closer I tried to read the machine connected to him to make sure they were not giving any wa

~Isabel~Leaving the hospital I got into my car, dropped my bag onto the passenger seat, turned the key in the ignition the engine rumbled to life, but the sound was drowned out by Arthur’s warning words running through my head. I steered into the evening traffic, my hands gripped the wheel tight till my knuckles white turned white. I understood why he wanted his brain aneurysm kept a secret from Mom and William. It was a secret to tell I won't judge, but the way he looked straight at me and ordered me to stay away from William was a blow that left me helpless.It will change everything. I know this wasn't a sudden thought he just had. He had been planning this since the night of the gala, since the moment he spoke to William when i evasdropped on them, now he was giving the warning directly to me! I stared at the red brake lights of the cars ahead of me, my throat tight. How was I supposed to erase William from my life? How could I force a distance between us when my mind wa

~Isabel~ He passed me the drink, I took a sip grimacing slightly as it burned its way down my throat, It tasted strong and hot, I stared down at the clear liquid swirling against the glass, trying to force my mind to go blank, trying to forget every single thought that had been clouding my mind me all day. "You're alone?" I looked up to see the bartender watching me, his eyes drifted to the empty space behind my shoulder. "Yeah," I said, my voice sounded a little distant even to me. "Why do you ask?" "Nothing," he said, picking up a cloth to wipe down the counter. "Most people come in with friends, or at least have a meeting set up with someone. I just wanted to know which one it was." I only nodded, not wanting to explain myself, then gulped down the rest of the liquid, the harsh taste made me pull my face into a squint, my lips puckered from the burn. The bartender paused, looking at my expression. "Not much of a drinker, are you?" "No," I whispered. I

~Isabel~"Who are you trying to stay away from, 'Bel?" he asked.I kept staring at his bare chest and how those black sweatpants were hanging low on his waist. I knew I should look away, but my eyes remained locked on him."No one," I lied. forcing myself to look up from his waist. I met his eyes. "I was just thinking out loud," He took long strides from the door to where I was sitting on the stool. His bare feet made no sound on the floor as he stopped right in front of me, reaching out he grabbed the edge of my stool. He turned it so I was facing him straight while he had me locked in, his arm rested firmly on the counter behind my back. He stood too close. I could feel his breath on my face, with tousled hair that made him look sexy, which was a dangerous distraction now that I needed to keep my guard up."Why do I feel like you're hiding something from me, Isabel?" he asked, his eyes squinted as he stared intensely into mine. "First, it was in the hospital after my dad called y