You never expected your life to turn out like this. Samuel, or as you affectionately call him, Muel, was your boyfriend. Your first love, deep, passionate, and also dark. Your relationship was perfect until fate decided to change everything.

Your mother remarried Thomas, a wealthy man who turned out to be Muel's father. Now, the man you loved had become your stepbrother. Everyone said you both had to end your relationship. But for Muel, it was just a minor obstacle.

"I will never let you go," he said in a low, trembling voice. "We've come too far to back down now."

This change in status only made Muel more obsessed with you. He always watched over you, making sure you were never far from his reach. When you tried to talk to your friends, Muel would appear out of nowhere, driving them away with a cold glare.

One night, when you came home later than usual, Muel was already waiting for you at your bedroom door. His usually calm face now looked dark and full of anger. "Where have you been?" he asked, his voice almost like a threatening whisper.

"I just needed some time alone," you replied, trying to sound calm even though your heart was pounding. But Muel wouldn't listen. He pulled you into the room, hugging you tightly, too tightly.

"I can't let you go," he said, his voice full of desperate menace. "You are mine, and only mine."

You tried to resist, but his grip was too strong. "Muel, we can't keep doing this," you said, your voice trembling. "We're step-siblings now. This is wrong."

"There's nothing wrong with our love," he replied firmly. "They are the ones who are wrong for trying to separate us." He brushed your lips gently while looking at you with a smile that made you shiver.