He stepped closer, those hypnotic grey eyes of his holding me in a trance.  I took another step back, trying to calm my racing heart. I was supposed to hate this arrogant bastard! He'd done nothing but infuriate me since the second we met. 
" Aren't you tired of pretending.... flower?" He asked. His voice was pure sex. The dirty, intoxicating kind...and I could feel myself heating up. 
" I'm not pretending. I want nothing to do with you, so stay away and leave me alone!" 
He chuckled, a dark yet erotic sound,   That's where you're wrong..." He began, stalking closer until my back hit the wall, " This thing between us.... it's not a matter of want. It's a matter of need. Of an urgency so profound it threatens to end me. I don't simply want you, Layla, I fucking need you!" 

Claimed By My Billionaire Stepbrother 

Chapter 24

I was losing my fucking mind.
Four days.
Four days, and he still hadn’t left me. Not really. Not the way I needed him to. I curled up on my couch, staring blankly at the ceiling, the weight of silence pressing down on me. It wasn’t just silence, though. It was absence. His absence. And I hated how m...

Chapter 22

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8 

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 23