You're mine, brother.
The last place expected to see my last hookup was at my mother's wedding and worse, he's my new stepbrother. My mother and his father hoped we would get along, how do I tell them we have gotten along just not in the way they think?
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“Fratello,” he murmured, his lips curling into that maddening grin.
“What?” My chest tightened.
“That’s your safe word,” he said. “Say it once, and everything stops. I won’t touch you again. From that moment, I’ll only ever treat you as my stepbrother.”
Even as he spoke, his hand gripped me, and I gasped, trembling. My body betrayed me, responding in ways I hated and craved all at once.
“Until you say that word,” he whispered, eyes dark with something between amusement and hunger, “you’re mine. Mine, brother.”
This is a dark mm romance with dub-con/CNC, blood play, knife play, robe play, light bdsm, kidnapping of MMC, torture, murder and possessive behavior. If you have any of these triggers, please do not continue.
This book is only suitable for readers over 18. Contains graphic sexual scenes, bad language and unprotected intercourse.
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Chapter: The endShit, I’m getting married! What the fuck? If anyone had told me—even six months ago—that I, Lorenzo King, would fall for someone hard enough to end up standing at an altar in a tailored black suit waiting for a husband, I probably would have gunned them down and spit on the corpse for good measure. Love was a liability. Marriage was a contract with too many emotional clauses. I had built an entire life on the principle that neither was worth the risk. And yet. Ttanding at the fucking altar, waiting for my husband. Whom his mother had refused to let me see for two days now. I looked around for my best friend and he was nowhere to be found, disappointment filled me immediately. Father must have probably talked him out of coming. The door pushed open and oh my fucking God. There’s my husband! His man is sexy! Walking hands in hands with his mom. He wore a fitted white dress shirt beneath an ivory corset-style vest that sculpted his torso to perfection. Gold piping traced the
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Chapter: FantasizingLevi pov.“I’m telling you, there was a young guy in his house,” Enzo said, still looking faintly traumatized as he moved around the kitchen. “Like… my age. Wearing one of my father’s shirts. Nothing else. I could bet my life on it, there’s something fishy going on between them.”I leaned against the counter, watching him. This was probably the reason Sebastian had once claimed Enzo tells me everything. Clearly the habit of oversharing hadn’t died just because a ring was involved.“Maybe he’s just visiting?”“Oh please, what would you think if you walked in here and someone was in my shirt? Just visiting?” I let out a disapproving groan. “I can’t believe my father is into something like that,” Enzo continued, disbelief thick in his voice. He pulled ingredients from the fridge with more force than necessary. “He’s forty-five. Who the fuck is even attracted to older men?” Trying to make me food. Surprise, my husband actually knows how to cook. “I am”. I raised my hand. Enzo turned
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Chapter: SuspiciousLorenzo’s pov. “You do realize how dangerous it is for the wedding you’re planning?”Those were the first words out of my father’s mouth the second I stepped through the heavy oak doors of his house. No greeting. No pretense of warmth. Just that low, measured voice cutting through the silence of the entrance hall like he’d been waiting for me to walk into the trap.I wasn’t even surprised. Of course he was still keeping tabs on me. The man had eyes everywhere—old contacts, private investigators, people who owed him favors from decades of carefully accumulated power. The fact that he already knew about the wedding only confirmed what I’d always suspected: privacy was a polite fiction where he was concerned.“Not really,” I said, closing the door behind me. The air inside smelled the same as it always had—old wood, expensive cigars, and the faint metallic edge of money that never quite left these walls. “It’s going to be small. Just us. Fully guarded.”“Us?” He leaned back in the lea
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Chapter: Being friendsLevi pov“Is there a reason you wanted to see me?” Sebastian didn’t bother hiding his disdain towards me as he inhaled the smoke in his hand before puffing it out.It’s been a week since my proposal with Lorenzo and we or shall I say Lorenzo hasn’t seen him around. He may not say it but he’s worried for him. And what kind of fiance.. you hear that right! Would I be if my soon to be husband and his best friend stop being close because of me. “I know you might hate me—”“Ah-ah. Not might.” Sebastian cut me off, voice flat. “I actually do hate you.”I nodded once. Fair enough. At least he was honest.“Do you hate Lorenzo as well?”He stared at me like I had grown a second head. The look said, clearer than words ever could, that he would set himself on fire before he ever hated Enzo. Something tight in my chest loosened a fraction.“He’s worried about you,” I said.Sebastian took another drag, slower this time. “He has you. I’m sure he’s fine. If he was really worried, he’d be here inst
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Chapter: Not right in the headLevi pov“You’re with him on this?” I stared in disbelief as my mother stepped into view, a small box held carefully in her hands. “He said no when I asked him!”She gave me a calm, almost gentle look.“That’s understandable. But it’s because he wanted to be the one to propose.”“You’re my mother.”“Hey,” Lorenzo cut in from where he was still kneeling, “she’s also my mother now.”I shot him a glare sharp enough to cut glass. He only smiled that infuriating, half-lopsided smile that had somehow become the center of my entire world. My mother ignored the exchange completely and nodded toward him with quiet authority.“Come on, Levi. Don’t keep the gentleman on his knees.”“Oh, he’s going to stay on his knees until I change my mind,” I said flatly. My arms were still crossed, but my fingers had started to dig into my own biceps. “Besides… I don’t like any of the rings.”That was a lie and we both knew it.“How about this one?” Lorenzo’s expression shifted, he reached toward my mother. S
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Chapter: ToxicLorenzo povBelieve me when I say I have genuinely never meant to laugh at him or when laugh when he handed me that painting of his, asking to be his boyfriend.I wasn’t even expecting it. I just stared at the act in shock. And the only thing running through my mind was how it would ruin the plans I had. Not that I didn’t want to, I have always assumed we were that. Does he think we’ve been fuck buddies this whole time? Jesus Christ, who keys fuck buddies, sleep on their bed, wear their clothes and even learn to cook for them? I have been going over to his mother and getting her recipe for a week now. Who does that for someone they don’t consider their boyfriend or someone they ain’t in love with?I brought him to my house, I have never even brought my father there. Sometimes I wonder what goes on in his head. What part of my special treatment screams "not boyfriends" to him?“It didn’t work”. I said over the phone. On the other end of the line Sebastian sighed, the sound long and
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Chapter: My girlfriend's dadHow do you act normal after hearing your girlfriend’s dad fuck his wife through the wall and then jerking off to the memory of it?I still couldn’t decide what had gotten me hardest—the low, commanding way Vincent spoke to her, the sight of his firm, rounded ass flexing with every thrust, or the soft, broken moans that spilled from her lips. The images kept looping, vivid and filthy, and my body still hummed with leftover heat.“Good morning, Luca.”The voice yanked me out of my head so hard I nearly jumped. I was standing right outside their bedroom door like an idiot. Fuck.“Ma’am,” I managed, eyes dropping to the floor. Not because I didn’t want to look at my girlfriend’s mother—because her moans from last night wouldn’t stop replaying in my skull.“We haven’t officially met yet,” she said, warm and easy. “But pleasure to meet you, darling.”Fuck me, she was beautiful. Soft curves under a silk robe, skin glowing, face somehow both elegant and youthful enough that it felt almost unf
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Chapter: My girlfriend's dad“Stella, we can’t…”I tried to pry her hands off my neck as she continued pressing hot, insistent kisses along my jaw and down my throat, sucking hard enough to leave blooming hickeys that would be impossible to hide tomorrow. Her body was warm and soft, pressed flush against mine under the thin sheets of the guest room bed. “But I want you,” she whispered, her voice husky with need. She snuggled even closer, one leg sliding over my hip, her breasts brushing my chest as she nipped at my earlobe. As much as my body screamed for her—cock already half-hard from her teasing—all I could see in my mind was her father’s hard, piercing stare from earlier that evening. Vincent. The man whose house we were staying in for the next week or two. She needs to stop tempting me. As if it wasn’t foolish enough, I had blurted out that stupid line during dinner: “Does doing her father count as manly?” The moment the words left my mouth, Vincent had looked at me like I’d lost my goddamn mind, his s
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Chapter: My girlfriend's dad“Vincent, can you calm down? You’re getting worked up for nothing.” My beautiful wife said for what felt like the tenth time.I kept pacing around the room, staring out of the open door every few minutes, trying to hear if there was any sound coming from my daughter’s room. That boy better not be fucking my daughter. Yesterday I had managed to weigh both of them down enough they ended up sleeping in the living room. I asked dumb questions, kept the lights on, and made sure they didn’t get any privacy. But today, my wife came back early from her trip. I didn’t even get the chance to pull that off again.“How can I? My daughter is in there with that boy in a room and the door is closed,” I said, more anxiously than I should be. My voice came out rough, like I had been holding it in for hours.“Correction, our daughter is in her room with her boyfriend.”“That doesn’t make it any better.”“She’s twenty, would be twenty one in a month. Don’t make a big deal out of it.” Lindsey said, st
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Chapter: My girlfriend's dad“I just don’t want you…” Vincent paused, sighing deeply as he set his fork down with a deliberate clink. “I don’t want both of you to be distracted.” “Ohh, Luca is actually very brilliant. One of the few things I like about him,” Stella responded, her voice light and teasing. She placed her hand on my thigh under the table, fingers spreading warm across the denim as she flashed me a gorgeous smile that made heat pool low in my stomach. Her dad groaned in disapproval, the sound rumbling from his chest. Stella kept being incredibly touchy. While I tried to avoid meeting her father’s heavy gaze, her hand moved with sneaky intent beneath the tablecloth. Her palm slid slowly up and down my thigh, fingertips pressing just enough to send sparks racing across my skin. Each stroke crept a little higher, brushing the inner seam of my jeans, then retreating again in a maddening rhythm. My breath hitched. She was starting to unravel me, and it didn’t help that her dad sat directly across, his
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Chapter: My girlfriend's dadI sat rigidly on the couch, the weight of Vincent’s stare pressing down on me like a physical force. He was about to say something—his mouth had already parted, beer bottle halfway to his lips—when Stella’s voice cut through the thick tension. “Sorry! Sorry!” she called out, jogging down the stairs with light, hurried steps. She had changed out of her earlier outfit into something far more comfortable: soft lounge shorts and an oversized t-shirt that slipped off one shoulder. Bold of her, honestly, leaving me alone down here with the beast of a man who happened to be her father.She crossed the room quickly, her bare feet quiet on the hardwood, and leaned in without hesitation. Her lips brushed mine in a small, casual peck. I froze instantly, my body going stiff as a board. In front of your dad?! My eyes screamed the words at her even as I fought to keep my face neutral. She smelled incredible—fresh shampoo, something citrusy and clean that made me want to bury my face in her neck
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Chapter: My girlfriend's dadI thought I was straight until I met Vincent, he was older, ripped and dominant. Somehow, having his gaze on me always has my dick hard. There was only one problem. He was my girlfriend's father!When I caught him touching himself, I shouldn’t have kept watching. The way he looked so sweaty and breathless that I couldn't take my eyes off him.I imagined him ordering me to get on my knee and sucking his fat cock. Bending me over the table while his daughter was in the other room as he took my ass deep and fast. Or the other way round but anyway he could have me do whatever the fucks he wants and I’d gladly let it happen. I believed I could live with these gay and lustful thoughts, but I never thought about what I'd do if he ever made a move.That is, until he did it. Wrapped only in his towel, he ordered me to get on my knees. And how could I say no? I hadn't stopped thinking about it since I first met him.Chapter one.“Babe, it’s just my dad. It’s no big deal, I’m sure he will like
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Chapter: Phone sexYes. Fuck yes.I hollowed my cheeks, sucking slow and deep, tongue swirling around the digit like it was thick, hot, leaking. I imagined Kale standing over me—towering, eyes black with hunger—feeding me his finger while his other hand fisted my hair.A muffled moan vibrated around my finger. My hips bucked into empty air, cock leaking steadily into my briefs, fabric damp and clinging.“Such a good boy for Daddy, pretty boy. Look at you—sucking so eagerly, so desperate. Bet that little mouth would feel perfect wrapped around my cock instead.”I whimpered—loud, shameless—pulling my finger free with a wet pop. A shuddering groan tore from my chest.“Fuck… you’re so needy already. I can hear it. Now spread those pretty thighs for me. Let Daddy see how hard you are.”I shifted in the chair, legs falling open. The denim pulled tight over my erection, outlining every inch.“I’m running my palm over the bulge in your jeans. Feeling how thick you are, how much you’re leaking for me. You’re dri
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Chapter: Phone sexMiles pov“Miles, can you take over my shift? I really need to be somewhere right now.”James’s voice pulled me out of the haze I’d been drifting in since breakfast. He stood in the narrow hallway of the call center, those big doe eyes wide and pleading, hands clasped like he was begging for his life. James was objectively gorgeous—smooth golden skin, full lips that always looked bitten, lashes so long they threw shadows. Half the regular callers requested him by name. I’d always found him hot in a casual, appreciative way, the kind of attraction that never went anywhere because my brain was too busy obsessing over someone else.Today, though, he barely registered. My head was still full of Kale: “We most definitely can act like you didn’t call me daddy and cum on my fingers.”Was he mocking me? I’d fled the house early, claiming errands, because staying under the same roof with him felt like standing too close to an open flame.James shifted his weight. “Please….”. I sighed, rubbing
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Chapter: Pretty boy Miles pov“Oh shit..”. I bit my fingers in a panic as I stared at myself in the mirror. It’s just an illusion right? I have… Jesus I’m dead. It has to be an illusion, no one touched me yesterday, definitely not my stepuncle. It must be the drug, making me imagine I was being touched by him. It wasn’t a new thing I have always fantasized about my uncle, I have always cum to the thought of him every fucking time.But the actual thought of him touching me, making me cum. Shit, my dick thickened at the thought. I had imagined his fingers in my hole last night, fucking me with it and making me cum thrice. “No… no… I touched myself. I did it all by myself. It was a fucking illusion. Uncle wasn’t here last night, I’m even in my room, not the couch like I had imagined. So nothing happened..”. Oh god, I face palm myself. Why can’t I imagine another guy instead of him? Like the handsome guy from my work? Or Noah, the hot guy from my college days? Or those strangers I sex text for work. In ca
Last Updated: 2026-04-21
Chapter: ShowerThe shower spray pounded against my shoulders like it could wash away sin. It couldn’t. Nothing could. Steam clouded the glass, turning the bathroom into a hazy confessional, but the only voice I heard was my own—low, ragged, cursing.“Oh fuck…”My left palm slapped flat against the cool tile wall for balance. My right hand was already wrapped tight around my cock—still slick from Miles’s cum, the evidence I hadn’t bothered to rinse off. I’d smeared it over myself the second I locked the bathroom door behind me, needing to feel him on me, in me, marking me the way I wanted to mark him. His release had cooled slightly on my skin, sticky and warm, and now it lubricated every brutal stroke.“He’s my nephew,” I muttered through clenched teeth. Step-nephew. The distinction felt flimsy as tissue paper when I pictured his face again—head thrown back, mouth slack in that third, shattering orgasm, tears clinging to his lashes, voice cracking on “Daddy.”Fuck.I squeezed harder. Faster. The wet
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Chapter: Obsession Kale povBeing in love is one thing. Being in love with a boy eight years younger than you, who also happens to be your step-nephew, is a completely different thing, one that’s clawed its way into my chest and refused to let go for over a decade.I still remember the first time I met Miles properly. I freshly kicked out of my parents’ house for daring to admit I liked boys. My older step-brother—Miles’s father—took me in without hesitation. Their home was loud, chaotic, full of life. And then there was Miles, all big curious eyes and soft curls, trailing after me like a shadow. He’d climb into my lap while I read, press sticky fingers to my cheek, and ask endless questions in that high, trusting voice. “Uncle Kale, why do you look sad?” “Uncle Kale, can I sleep in your room tonight?” He called me uncle from day one, even though the title was only half-true.Back then it was innocent. Protective. But somewhere along the line I caught myself watching the way his lips curved wh
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Chapter: DruggedThe bass thumped through the dim club like a second heartbeat, vibrating up my spine as I nursed my third drink. Neon lights streaked across sweat-slick skin, bodies grinding in rhythmic chaos on the dance floor. I sat wedged between Rose and her boyfriend, Marcus, feeling every inch the awkward third wheel.“You know, I’m still surprised you’re a virgin,” Rose said, leaning in so her glossy lips nearly brushed my ear. Her perfume—something sweet and floral—mixed with the sharp tang of alcohol on her breath. “When are you gonna get a boyfriend, Miles? Or at least let someone pop that cherry?”I rolled my eyes, cheeks already burning despite the low lighting. Telling your straight best friend you’re gay and still untouched had seemed like a good idea back in high school. Now, mid-date, it felt like handing her ammunition. “Don’t get me started on the boyfriend-and-virgin talk, Rose,” I muttered, shooting her what I hoped was a withering glare. It bounced off her like water on oil.“Oh
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Du gehörst mir, Bruder.
Dies ist ein dunkler MM-Roman mit Dub-Con/CNC, Blood Play, Knife Play, Rope Play, leichtem BDSM, Entführung des MMC, Folter, Mord und besitzergreifendem Verhalten. Falls du einen dieser Trigger hast, lies bitte nicht weiter.
Dieses Buch ist nur für Leser ab 18 Jahren geeignet. Enthält grafische Sexszenen, derbe Sprache und ungeschützten Geschlechtsverkehr.
Der letzte Ort, an dem ich meinen letzten One-Night-Stand erwartet hätte, war die Hochzeit meiner Mutter, und schlimmer noch, er ist mein neuer Stiefbruder. Meine Mutter und sein Vater hofften, dass wir uns verstehen würden. Wie soll ich ihnen sagen, dass wir uns schon verstanden haben, nur nicht so, wie sie denken?
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„Fratello“, murmelte er, seine Lippen zu diesem wahnsinnigen Grinsen verzogen.
„Was?“ Meine Brust zog sich zusammen.
„Das ist dein Safeword“, sagte er. „Sag es einmal, und alles hört auf. Ich werde dich nie wieder anfassen. Ab diesem Moment werde ich dich nur noch als meinen Stiefbruder behandeln.“
Während er sprach, hielt seine Hand mich fest, und ich keuchte, zitternd. Mein Körper verriet mich und reagierte auf Weisen, die ich hasste und gleichzeitig begehrte.
„Bis du dieses Wort sagst“, flüsterte er, die Augen dunkel vor etwas zwischen Belustigung und Hunger, „gehörst du mir. Mir, Bruder.“
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Chapter: 012**LEVI POV** Ein tiefes Stöhnen entwich meinen Lippen, als ich die Augen öffnete, zuerst war alles verschwommen, bevor es sich endlich klärte. Mein ganzer Körper tat verdammt weh. „Fuck..“. Ich starrte mich selbst im Spiegel über mir an, ich war komplett nackt mit Malen überall auf meinem Körper, besonders an meinem Oberschenkel, wo mein Schwanz träge über meinen Beinen lag. Es gab etwas getrocknetes Sperma auf meinem Oberschenkel und Bauch. Was für ein Psychopath sieht sich gerne selbst beim Ficken zu? Ich bewegte mich ein wenig und versuchte mich aufzusetzen, fluchte aber wegen des Schmerzes in meinem Arsch. Die Fesseln, die mich vorher gebunden hatten, waren weg. Mein Handgelenk war rot, aber nicht geschwollen. „Ich schwöre bei Gott, ich werde diesen Bastard umbringen“, murmelte ich, die Stimme heiser von all dem Stöhnen und Betteln, das ich mir weigerte zuzugeben, aus meinem eigenen Mund gekommen zu sein. Das war alles Moms Schuld. Warum zum Teufel musste sie in diese
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Chapter: 011**Lorenzo POV** Ein langsames, zufriedenes Grinsen grub sich in mein Gesicht, während ich auf meinen Stiefbruder hinabstarrte, der auf den schwarzen Seidenlaken ausgebreitet lag. Levi war vollkommen zerstört, seine Brust hob und senkte sich in flachen, unregelmäßigen Atemzügen, die Haut gerötet und glänzend, sein eigenes Sperma in dicken, obszönen Streifen über seinen Bauch, seine Schenkel und die Kuhle seiner Kehle gemalt. Er sah verdorben aus, ruiniert und so verdammt perfekt, dass mein Schwanz zuckte. Meiner. Ganz verdammt meiner. Für mindestens einen Monat. Ich stand auf und griff nach meinem Handy, machte ein paar Fotos. Ich wäre verdammt, wenn ich kein Bild machen würde, um später darauf abzuspritzen. Sobald ich zufrieden war, ging ich ins Badezimmer, um ein Handtuch zu holen, um ihn sauber zu machen. Der Marmorboden war kühl unter meinen nackten Füßen. Ich befeuchtete ein weiches schwarzes Handtuch unter dem Wasserhahn und wrang es aus, bis es gerade feucht genug war.
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Chapter: 010**LEVI POV** Ich weiß nicht, wie lange ich schon hier gefesselt bin, meine Hände und Beine taten weh, aber das hielt meinen Schwanz nicht davon ab, überall zu tropfen. Tränen trockneten auf meinen Wangen. Sobald ich von diesem Ding befreit werde, werde ich Lorenzo umbringen. Ich werde ein verdammtes Messer in seine Brust rammen und zusehen, wie sein Leben entweicht. Wahrscheinlich würde er das sogar genießen. Stechen, da er ein Psycho ist, der auf Schmerz abfährt. Die Tür wurde aufgestoßen und ich stöhnte, zerrte an der Kette, nur um vor Schmerz zu zischen. Es tut verdammt weh. „Du verdammter Arsch!“, knurrte ich ihn an. Er sagte kein Wort, ging einfach wie ein verdammter Dämon, der aus der Hölle aufsteigt, um mein Leben zu ruinieren. Was er bereits tat. „Was ist dein Safeword?“, fragte er, seine Stimme tief, fast neckend. War das eine Fangfrage? Er hatte es vorher gesagt—sag es, und alles hört auf. „Fick dich“, schnappte ich und ließ meine Verärgerung die flatternde Unr
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Chapter: 009**LEVI POV** „Du bist verdammt nochmal verrückt!“, schrie ich, selbst als meine Hüften gegen seine Hand zuckten und mich verrieten. Er antwortete nicht, zuckte nicht einmal—er machte einfach weiter, zeichnete langsame, absichtliche Muster über meinen Oberschenkel. Die Berührung war zuerst federleicht, aber sie tauchte tiefer, streifte meine Eier. Ich konnte es nicht zurückhalten; ein lautes, verzweifeltes Stöhnen riss sich aus meinen Lippen. „Du bist so verdammt empfänglich“, stöhnte er, seine Stimme tief und heiser. „Das treibt mich in den Wahnsinn.“ „Lass mich gehen… Ich bin dein Stiefbruder.“ Meine Stimme zitterte, halb Trotz, halb Panik. Seine rechte Hand landete auf meinem Oberschenkel. Ich zuckte zusammen, ein Schauer lief direkt durch mich hindurch. Aber statt zurückzuziehen, ließ er seine Finger nach oben gleiten, jede Berührung zündete elektrische Funken durch meine Venen. Mein Atem stockte, flach und schnell, als seine Hand sich dem verletzlichsten Teil von mir näher
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Chapter: 008**LEVI POV** „Wer bist du?“, fragte ich, als ich die Tür öffnete und eine fremde Frau mit zwei Männern – eher Bodyguards – hinter ihr sah. Ich drehte mich scharf zur Küche um und erblickte ein Messer in der Ferne. Da ich wusste, dass meine neue Familie zur Mafia gehörte, war mein erster Gedanke, dass das einer ihrer Rivalen sein musste. Gut, dass meine Mutter nicht zu Hause war. „Levi?“, fragte die Frau, warf einen Blick auf ihr Handy und hob dann den Blick wieder zu mir. „Wer will das wissen?“, schoss ich zurück und zwang meine Stimme, nicht zu brechen. Ein langsames Grinsen kräuselte sich auf ihren Lippen. Das war mein erstes echtes Zeichen, dass ich in Schwierigkeiten steckte. „Nehmt ihn“, sagte sie ruhig. Mein Gehirn machte einen Kurzschluss. „Nehmt den—nehmt wen?!“, schnappte ich und trat bereits zurück. Dann setzte der Überlebensinstinkt ein. Ich wirbelte herum und rannte Richtung Küche. Was im Nachhinein wahrscheinlich die dümmste Entscheidung meines gesam
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Chapter: 007Kapitel Sieben Lorenzos PerspektiveTropf, tropf, tropf.Rot ist meine Lieblingsfarbe – besonders wenn sie frisch, warm und aus jemandem herausströmt, der immer noch glaubt, dass Betteln ihn retten könnte. Ich neige den Kopf und beobachte, wie der Verräter – Marco, war es nicht? – gegen die Ketten zusammensackt, die ihn aufrecht halten.Sein Gesicht ist eine zerstörte Leinwand: Die gebrochene Nase blutet unaufhörlich, die aufgeplatzte Lippe ist geschwollen und violett, ein Auge ist bereits fast vollständig zugeschwollen. Rotz und Blut vermischen sich zu widerlichen Rinnsalen, die über sein Kinn laufen, während er wimmert.„Lo—Lorenzo, bitte … Es tut mir leid. Ich war verzweifelt. Die Schulden … Ich hätte die Lieferung nie angerührt, wenn ich nicht in die Enge getrieben worden wäre. Töte mich nicht. Ich habe eine Familie. Kinder. Bitte, ich flehe dich an.“Seine Stimme bricht beim letzten Wort, erbärmlich und feucht. Ich spüre das vertraute Hochgefühl – Adrenalin schießt wie billiges
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