My Hot Stepbrother

Chapter 7

POV CLARA

My heart soared as Nathan repeatedly kissed the back of my hand. His warm smile and gentle gaze made me feel valued. That's why I always enjoyed being near him. He was good at respecting my feelings as a woman.

"I've liked you for a long time, Clara. Would you be my girlfriend?"

Just as I was about to answer 'Yes,' suddenly the door to Nathan's hospital room burst open from the outside.

I was so shocked to see Leon standing there, his aura was terrifying. His gaze was full of anger, like a psychopath ready to destroy me and Nathan.

"Clara will never be your girlfriend, you bastard!" he shouted, pointing at Nathan with full rage.

Leon stepped closer, yanking my hand that was still intertwined with Nathan's. Nathan, who was still weak because his leg was in a cast due to the accident, because of Leon's actions. That's how terrifying Leon Lucero really was. He never spoke nonsense.

"You have no right to touch her, Leon," Nathan said in a hoarse voice, although he was clearly holding back pain.

Leon ignored him. He forcefully pulled me, dragging me out of the room.

"Let me go, Leon." I tried to break free from his grip on my wrist, but Leon ignored my request.

In the hallway, Kevin appeared with a paper bag of food in his hand, but he could only call my name with worry. Leon didn't give him a chance to stop us.

In the basement, I finally managed to free my hand from Leon's grip. With labored breath and a painful wrist, I confronted him.

"What are you thinking, Leon? You're crazy!" I shouted with boiling anger.

Leon's face reddened, clearly also holding back anger that was about to overflow. "Crazy? Yes, I am crazy and it's all because of you, Clara! I even told you that I love you, but you don't respect my feelings at all."

"But I don't love you, Leon. I hate your attitude, everything about you, understand?!" I screamed loudly.

He shook his head, as if not accepting my words. "You just haven't realized your feelings for me, Clara. You love me too and you're only mine!"

"I don't belong to anyone, especially not you!" I shouted, staring at him sharply.

Leon moved closer, his voice low but full of threat. "If you only knew about everything that's happened between us, I'm sure you wouldn't say that. You'll be bound to me forever and don't ever think you can just be free from me!"

I flinched but didn't want to appear intimidated. "I don't care about anything you say. My life belongs only to me. I'd rather die than be with you, Leon!"

I saw Leon freeze in place. His gaze changed. For a moment, I saw something resembling pain in his look, but I didn't care about anything that happened to him.

I turned around, got into my car, and drove off without looking back. However, through the center rearview mirror, I could see Leon's car following closely behind.

Upon arriving home, I rushed to my room, locked the door, and threw myself onto the bed. All the pent-up emotions finally exploded. I cried hard, pouring out all my frustration and anger.

"Leon, you bastard! You think you're cool acting like that? You've actually ruined my life! You have no right to control me!" I screamed through my tears.

My voice was already very loud. Fortunately, my room was soundproof, so my screaming wouldn't be heard outside.

"I hate you, Leon! I wish you'd disappear from my life!"

I was too exhausted. My body felt like it couldn't bear this emotional burden anymore. Slowly, I fell asleep amid sobs. You know what, once again I felt like I was having a dream that felt real.

A man came to me, approached then lay behind me, and embraced me. His soft hands gently caressed my face. My body reacted automatically, as if longing for that touch.

"I love you, Clara. I love you so bad, I feel like I'm going to die with all your rejection."

Although puzzled yet feeling familiar with that whispered voice, I wasn't given a chance to think. He continued treating my completely surrendered body with gentleness.

"I'm yours," I whispered in my dream, unconsciously surrendering myself to the dominating passion.

"Yes, Sure. You're only mine, forever. And you're only allowed to love me, Clara."

I felt all the clothes clinging to my body come off without resistance. That beautiful feeling felt too real, and I got lost again in the burning intimacy with that man.

I moaned strongly every time that man thrust his lower body in our union. "Oh, yes. I like this. I like yours. Do it deeper, please..."

"I'll grant that, my dear."

When morning came, I woke up with remnants of pleasure still lingering in my body. I looked around, but the room was empty as usual, and there was only me. My breathing was heavy, and I wiped my face in frustration.

This can't keep happening. I need to know what's really going on. Today I'll contact someone who can install CCTV in this room.

After showering and getting ready, I grabbed my backpack, car keys, and phone. This time my mood was ruined, making me ignore the greetings of several maids who greeted me when I went down to the 1st floor.

The fight with Leon yesterday in the basement was still affecting me greatly.

As I got closer to the dining room where my father and mother were, my steps suddenly stopped when I heard conversation sounds from the living room.

This early in the morning there's a guest? Who could it be? While father and mother are in the dining room, I wondered.

I heard the voices of a man and woman speaking intimately again, and curiosity pushed me to move closer to the living room, then stand behind the wall.

When I tried to peek, my heart instantly sank. There, I saw Leon sitting with a beautiful, elegant, and sexy woman. I knew who that beautiful woman was.

She wore a tight white dress with abstract patterns that made her sexy body look perfect. A wide smile adorned Leon's face, and he looked so comfortable talking with that sexy woman.

For some reason, I didn't like seeing their interaction. I touched my left chest. There was a stabbing pain there, a feeling I didn't want to acknowledge.

"What's wrong with me? It seems impossible that I...."