My Hot Stepbrother

Untitled Episode3

Pov Clara's

I've been standing in my spot since earlier, staring at Leon with a hatred-filled gaze that I couldn't hide.

All these feelings united in my chest, etched into every part of my body that was still shocked by Leon's smile, which seemed to confirm my accusation.

"Tell me what you did to Nathan, Leon," my voice almost cracked, trying to hold back the anger that kept surging.

Leon turned to me with a thin smile, as if mocking the situation. His calm face just made me even more furious. He didn't look the slightest bit remorseful.

"I already warned him, Clara," he answered in a casual tone, as if he had just been playing chess and not almost causing someone to lose their life. "But Nathan is stubborn. He thought my warning was just nonsense."

My heart was racing wildly. That hatred was taking deeper root within me. I truly didn't understand why Leon could act like this.

Leon smirked and continued, "So I was forced to teach him a little lesson."

That single sentence was enough to make my blood boil. A little? Did he consider this just a game?

Nathan, the man I liked, was lying helpless, and Leon was talking like this.

I wanted to scream, to throw everything around me at his face. But when my gaze met his cold eyes that showed no guilt whatsoever, I felt my body go stiff, as if something more terrifying than mere anger was stalking me.

"A little?" I moved closer, my voice starting to tremble. "You call this a little?"

Leon just smiled, a smile full of darkness and cruelty. "Yes, a little. If Nathan wants to live better, he needs to learn to listen to my warning," he answered calmly, as if what he was saying was the most normal thing in the world.

My heart was boiling, I wanted to fight back, but something inside me felt afraid. Leon wasn't someone easy to argue with. Even though I didn't understand what was in his mind.

I knew very well that Leon was the type of person who wouldn't hesitate to destroy anyone who stood in his way. But what was his goal? Truly, my head felt empty.

I stared at Leon with a disgusted look. "You're a psycho, Leon," I said in a low voice full of hatred.

Leon raised his eyebrows, then laughed softly. "Psycho?" he said in an amusing voice. "I just want this world to run according to my wishes, Clara. And I'll make sure of that."

I wanted to run, to get away from this place, from Leon, but it was as if chains were binding me, holding back my steps. I had to find a way out, to save myself from Leon's increasingly tight grip. But how?

Leon always knew what I was thinking, always could control every one of my movements. I was like a prisoner, and Leon was my hunter.

I stared at his face full of anger, but suddenly, my eyes met his gaze, so sharp. There was something in his look, something that made me shiver.

Like there was a massive energy hidden within this man, which made me feel I couldn't escape from him.

Leon smiled satisfied, a smile I recognized as a victory smile. He could see my fear, could feel it in every tense detail of my body.

"Clara," he whispered, his voice low and terrifying. "Forever, you'll be in my grasp. You won't be able to leave. Wherever you run, I'll always find you. You'll always be a part of me."

His words hit me like lightning. I froze, standing still. My thoughts spun quickly. He was right, there was no way out. No safe place. Leon had a way to bind everyone, including me. He wouldn't let me go just like that.

"What do you mean?" I screamed, my voice breaking from anger and my deepening confusion. "Why are you like this, Leon? You're my brother, even if only a stepbrother. You don't deserve to be this possessive! What's wrong with you?"

Leon stood in front of me with a face that showed no guilt whatsoever. Instead, he just smiled thinly, a smile that seemed to send chills through my entire body.

"Maybe it's time I speak, Clara. Listen to what I'm going to say," he said with a lower and deeper voice, "I'm not doing this as a brother protecting his sister. But as a man who loves a woman."

I was shocked, as if my soul was forcibly pulled from my body. My world seemed to stop spinning. I was rooted to the spot, my eyes wide, and that shock enveloped my entire body.

I absolutely couldn't comprehend what Leon had just said.

Love?

I felt myself drowning in his words, trying to find meaning in every syllable he uttered.

Leon stepped closer, and I felt the air around us becoming increasingly suffocating. Fear began to envelop me. Was this really happening? I didn't know what to do, and that horror slowly took over my entire mind.

I avoided his gaze, feeling the increasingly tense atmosphere.

I tried to calm myself, looking for an escape route. Without thinking twice, I turned and ran toward the parking lot where my car was. I didn't care about Leon still standing behind me; all that mattered was that I had to get out of there, from the place that made me feel trapped.

I tried to ignore Leon's voice calling my name, getting further and further from his reach.

Upon reaching my car, I immediately got in and quickly locked the doors. Without looking back, I drove at high speed towards home.

I wanted to arrive quickly, then go to my room and lock myself in. Truly, fear was consuming me right now.

Only in my room did I feel safe, though I actually knew my fear of Leon was now unavoidable. I was afraid something more terrifying would happen.

Upon arriving home, I immediately walked in and hurried to my room. As soon as my bedroom door closed, I felt as if the outside world had disappeared. I sat in the corner of my room, feeling tears slowly dripping without being able to stop them.

Everything that happened felt like a nightmare that kept haunting me. I wept silently, feeling my fate increasingly trapped in circumstances I didn't want.

Leon loves me as a man, not as a brother? How could this be? I thought his possessive attitude toward me was a form of protection as a male sibling to his female sister, but it was actually from jealousy. What am I supposed to do now?

I shook my head strongly. Trying to push away all the twisted thoughts in my head.

Crying continuously made me feel exhausted until sleepiness came and could no longer be resisted. My weary body finally made my eyes close, and I fell asleep in the corner of my own room.

In my sleep, I felt like I was in another world again. I couldn't explain it precisely, but the feeling was very real. I felt the presence of someone, and it was a man.

I felt movements similar to what had happened before. I seemed to be making love to someone, but I didn't know who. That pleasurable sensation came suddenly, as if my body was moving following a rhythm I didn't want.

Soft moans continued to escape my mouth, and I felt it was very difficult to hold back the sensation that was carrying my thoughts far into my wildest fantasy.

"Please … Harder!" I cried out.

"I like you when you're on fire like this. It makes me even more excited, My Love," he said.

Yes, I was sure I had heard this voice before, but when and where?

I tried to wake up from this hallucination, but the longer it went, the stronger the feeling became. Somehow, I felt trapped in a dream that was very real, where my body was swept away in such an enticing feeling.

I was almost reaching the edge of all this beautiful sensation, until my body arched back, experiencing the peak of pleasure from a journey that couldn't be explained in words.

And again, afterward, I fell back into the deepest sleep, after exhaustion had consumed me.

***

I jolted, as if thrown from a height, causing both my eyes to open wide. My breath was short with an extreme sense of shock.

My brain just realized I woke up because of the loud alarm. I felt confused and still seemed to be drifting between dream and reality.

I scanned my surroundings, looking around. I breathed a sigh of relief when I realized I was on my bed, with a body that felt very tired.

Hey, but wait! Something's strange. Why am I on the bed? I muttered.

With my deepening confusion, I glanced toward the bedroom door. Ensuring the door was closed, even locked. That meant there was only me in this room, but...

I saw the clothes I was wearing had changed from the last outfit I wore, as if someone had changed my clothes without my knowledge.

"Did mommy change my clothes?" I asked, confused.

I wasn't drunk, but I didn't remember what happened after I fell asleep earlier. What exactly happened? I felt like this world was spinning not as it should. I was already on the bed.

"Should I install a CCTV in my own room?"