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My Obsessed Billionaire Stepbrothers

By day, I’m Aurelia, endlessly tormented. by my two stepbrothers. They should be off-limits, forbidden, yet every teasing comment, every touch that lingers a little too long, is a spark that sets off flames of my unrequited crush on them. When a mysterious invitation to work at a secretive VIP club comes my way, I think it’s my chance to escape. But the club is a darker world than I imagined. Here, I don’t merely submit; I’m masked, displayed on a stage, to be used, savored, devoured by men coated in power and sin. What happens when the stepbrothers who plague my thoughts claim the woman behind the scarlet mask, ignorant that it’s me they’re touching, tasting, conquering? That is before ’He’ comes along, the club’s mysterious owner, a dark prince who knows exactly how to tie a girl up in knots—both literally and figuratively. His eyes watch me from the shadows, always hungry, always wanting more than just a stage performance. His twisted fantasies should scare me, but they only pull me closer into his all consuming darkness. But when my mask slips and my identity is almost exposed, the dark prince of the club becomes an obsessive hunter. He’s not just after my submission; he wants to unmask my soul, rip out my heart, and claim it as his own. Now, I’m caught between my stepbrothers, who know my darkest secrets, and a wicked prince whose dark desires should terrify me, but don’t. It’s a sick, twisted tale of love and possession, but one question remains: who’ll own me when the clock strikes 12?

naansiringson · Urban
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65 Chs

CHAPTER 35

Aurelia

I wake up feeling like I'm on a hard but soft surface, but it's so comfortable I just keep moving on it. I never knew my bed could be this comfortable. Maybe a little bit too comfortable.

I decide to open my eyes and Kane's face is the first thing I see. I'm about to scream but the thoughts of yesterday come back to me. How did I even end up on top of him?

I carefully lift myself off of him and check the time. It's 5 am, no wonder the sun's barely risen. Emaine will probably be in my room by 7 am telling me to wake up, hopefully by then Kane will be awake. I wish today was Wednesday.

I stare at his sleeping face. He looks so cute, even when he's sleeping he has a poker face, just softer.