Lahat ng Kabanata ng Desired by My Stepdad and His Sons : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

CHAPTER 21 – The Thing Victor BuriedAriana’s POVThe car ride was silent.Victor didn’t speak. He didn’t need to. His presence filled the space like pressure building before a storm. The city lights blurred past the tinted windows, and I kept my hands clenched in my lap, fighting the urge to bolt.Ethan had watched us leave.That image wouldn’t leave my head—his jaw tight, fists clenched, eyes dark with something that looked too close to helplessness.“You shouldn’t have come,” I said finally, breaking the silence.Victor’s hands tightened on the steering wheel. “You shouldn’t have been talking to Naomi.”My chest tightened. “You know about her.”“I know more than you think,” he replied calmly. Too calmly.That scared me more than if he’d yelled.We pulled into the mansion driveway, the gates sliding shut behind us with a heavy finality. Once inside, Victor didn’t head toward the living room. He turned sharply down a hallway I’d never been allowed to enter.“Where are we going?” I as

CHAPTER 23 – The Child Who SurvivedAriana’s POVI couldn’t stop touching the scar.It was small, just beneath my collarbone—faded, pale, easy to miss if you weren’t looking for it. I’d noticed it a hundred times growing up and never questioned it. Childhood accident, my mother had said. A fall. A memory I didn’t have.But now my skin burned where my fingers rested, as if the truth beneath it had finally woken up.Ethan sat across from me in the parked car outside the library, hands clenched on the steering wheel. He hadn’t turned the engine on. He hadn’t looked at me either.“Say it again,” he said quietly.“I might be adopted.”His jaw tightened. “That’s not what scares me.”I swallowed. “Elena was pregnant.”Silence swallowed the car.“And the baby disappeared,” I finished.Ethan finally turned to me, eyes dark and searching. “You think that baby is you.”“I don’t think,” I whispered. “I feel it.”My chest felt too tight, like my body already knew what my mind was still resisting.

CHAPTER 24 – The Man Behind the NameAriana’s POVI didn’t sleep.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the words on Naomi’s wall.She belongs to me.Not wanted.Not missed.Belongs.Like I was an object someone had misplaced and finally found again.Morning came too fast. The house buzzed with tension, like a wire pulled too tight. Victor had locked down the entire estate—extra security, cameras checked twice, doors that now required codes I didn’t have.Control.That was his answer to fear.My mother still wasn’t home.That terrified me more than anything else.“Where is she?” I asked for the fifth time, standing in Victor’s study.“She’s safe,” he replied, eyes on his laptop.“You said that about Naomi.”He finally looked up. “Do not test me, Ariana.”Ethan stood by the door, silent but coiled. Luca paced like a caged animal.“You’re not keeping her from me,” I said, my voice shaking. “She’s my mother.”Victor’s expression hardened. “She is the woman who raised you. That is not the sa

CHAPTER 26 – The Truth That Chooses YouAriana’s POVNo one spoke after Julian’s words.It felt like the house itself was listening—waiting to see who would break first.I stared at Victor, searching his face for something that looked like denial. Guilt. Anything. But what I saw was worse.Fear.Not for himself.For me.“You don’t get to rewrite the past,” Victor said finally, his voice low and lethal. “You lost her the moment you tried to control her.”Julian smiled. “That’s the story you tell yourself so you can sleep at night.”He turned to me again, slow and deliberate. “Your mother didn’t run from me, Ariana. She ran from the truth she couldn’t accept.”“What truth?” My voice shook despite my effort to steady it.“That love doesn’t always look moral,” Julian said. “And that blood doesn’t decide loyalty.”Ethan stiffened beside me. I felt it—his tension bleeding into the air.“You’re manipulating her,” Ethan snapped. “Just like you manipulated her mother.”Julian’s gaze slid to hi

CHAPTER 28 – The Rules of the CageAriana’s POVThe door closed behind them.Not slammed.Not dramatic.Just a soft, final click.That sound was worse than any shout.I stood there long after they were gone, staring at the space where Ethan had been fighting with his eyes, where my mother had cried my name, where Victor had looked at me like he was losing a daughter for the second time.Julian didn’t rush me.He never rushed anything.“You sacrificed yourself beautifully,” he said at last. “Most people don’t realize they’re brave until it’s too late.”“I didn’t do it for you,” I replied.“I know,” he said calmly. “That’s why it worked.”I turned to face him. My hands were shaking, but I refused to hide them. “What now?”He smiled slightly. “Now, you learn the rules.”The guards moved without being told, opening a door I hadn’t noticed before. Beyond it was a corridor—white walls, soft lighting, quiet enough to feel unreal.A cage disguised as comfort.“You’ll stay here,” Julian said,