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CHAPTER 307

Author: Pria Ambre
last update publish date: 2026-10-13 12:09:40

The silence in the countryside house felt different now.

Five days passed since Sebastian left for the city. Five days of waking up alone in the wide bed, the lingering scent of his cedarwood cologne fading from the sheets, replaced by the crisp mountain breeze that blew in through the open windows.

He called her once, late on the second night. His voice came through the encrypted phone he left on her nightstand—low, rough with exhaustion, background noise humming around him. He spoke for barel
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    The heavy wood banged hard against the wall.Viola stumbled backward, tripping over the rug, barely catching her balance as she scrambled into the living room.A tall man in a tailored charcoal suit stepped through the shattered doorway, stepping over the broken brass lock. He had sharp, aristocratic features, dark brown hair swept back, and pale green eyes that fixed onto her with cold, mocking amusement.Behind him, four armed men in black tactical gear poured into the foyer, silenced pistols raised.Viola’s heart leaped into her throat. Pure terror seized her limbs.She turned on her heel, aiming to bolt toward the stairs, toward the bedroom where the phone was sitting on the nightstand—Two of the armed men lunged forward, cutting off her path.Heavy, gloved hands caught her roughly by both arms, twisting her around and pinning her against the wall beside the staircase."Let go of me!" Viola shrieked, thrashing against their grip, her boots kicking out against their shins. "Let go

  • Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother    CHAPTER 310

    The fear tightened around her throat, suffocating the warmth that had bloomed just moments ago. A terrifying knot of uncertainty settled deep in her chest.Slowly, Viola lowered the phone and set it back on the glass nightstand.Her fingers moved down to her stomach again, protective and firm against her sweater. No matter how terrified she was, no matter what the outcome would be—whether he welcomed this child or whether it broke everything between them—she couldn't hide it from him. She wouldn't.She couldn't say something this important over a rushed phone call while he was dealing with dangerous business. She would wait until he stood in front of her. She would tell him to his face and face whatever came next.Viola wrapped her arms around her waist, sitting on the edge of the bed, feeling the weight of the secret settle deep inside her bones.Two days later, in the morning, the encrypted phone on the nightstand buzzed.Viola answered immediately. Sebastian’s voice came through th

  • Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother    CHAPTER 309

    The drive back felt twice as long.The moment the front door of the villa clicked shut behind her, Viola dropped the bag of groceries on the kitchen island, pulling out the three small boxes with shaking hands.She didn't take off her coat. She practically ran up the stairs to the master bathroom, locking the door behind her.Her hands trembled so violently she nearly tore the cardboard packaging to shreds.She followed the instructions printed on the back, lining all three white plastic sticks on the marble counter beside the sink.The timer on her small wristwatch ticked down.Three minutes.Viola stood with her back pressed against the wall, her arms wrapped tightly around her ribs. Her pulse roared in her ears, every second stretching out into an eternity. Cold fear, disbelief, and a strange, overwhelming warmth clashed violently inside her chest.Beep. Beep.Her watch chimed softly.Viola swallowed the dry lump in her throat. She stepped forward slowly, her knees trembling beneat

  • Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother    CHAPTER 308

    The driver hesitated, glancing past her toward the empty house. "Mr. Hierro told us you should remain on the grounds unless—""He said the car is here for me," she cut in, her voice shaking slightly, though she tried to keep it steady. "He told me I can go if I need things. I need... groceries. Things for the kitchen."The driver studied her pale face for a second, then nodded, stepping back to pull the rear door open. "Of course. Let me notify the escort."Viola slid into the leather seat, staring straight ahead as the engine rumbled to life. As they pulled out onto the narrow country road, a second black SUV followed fifty yards behind them, maintaining a protective tail.The small Spanish town sat ten miles down the winding mountain pass. It was an old, quiet settlement of cobblestone streets, whitewashed walls, and tiled roofs.The driver parked near the entrance of a commercial square. "We’ll wait right here, Miss. The square is pedestrian-only.""I won't be long," Viola murmured

  • Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother    CHAPTER 307

    The silence in the countryside house felt different now.Five days passed since Sebastian left for the city. Five days of waking up alone in the wide bed, the lingering scent of his cedarwood cologne fading from the sheets, replaced by the crisp mountain breeze that blew in through the open windows.He called her once, late on the second night. His voice came through the encrypted phone he left on her nightstand—low, rough with exhaustion, background noise humming around him. He spoke for barely three minutes, asking if she was eating, making sure the guards outside stayed in their perimeter, reminding her to stay within the property grounds.“I’ll be back soon, Dulzura,” he told her before hanging up.Since then, the phone stayed completely silent.Viola stood in the kitchen on the fifth morning, holding an unpeeled orange in her hands. The moment her thumbnail pierced the skin, releasing a sharp spray of citrus into the air, a violent wave of nausea surged straight up her throat.He

  • Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother    CHAPTER 306

    The small, hollow sound of her voice made him look up.He stared at her downcast eyes, noticing the slight slump in her shoulders. Without a word, he reached across the table, took her cold, trembling hand into his, and squeezed her fingers with a firm, grounding pressure."I have business that can't be delayed," he explained, his voice softening just enough to reassure her. "I won't be able to come back out here until next week." Viola swallowed the lump in her throat and nodded gently. "I understand.""Listen to me, Viola," he said, holding her gaze until she looked up into his amber eyes. "You are not a prisoner in this house. Do you hear me? You are not trapped here."Viola blinked, searching his face."The perimeter is guarded for your safety, but the car is in the driveway," he continued, his voice firm. "If you want to go to the city, if you want fresh air or new books, tell the driver. He will take you wherever you want

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    Dinner ended exactly as it began—stiff, quiet, and suffocating.Viola didn’t wait for Vanessa or her mother to stand up. The moment Rafael pushed his chair back, she slipped away from the table. She kept her head down, tracing the edge of the hallway until she found the heavy glass doors leading to

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    The heavy oak doors of the Hierro estate always felt too tall, like they were designed to make whoever walked through them feel small.Viola pulled the sleeves of her oversized sweater over her knuckles. She kept her head down, hoping her hair would fall over the sides of her face. Maybe if she sta

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    Viola spent the rest of the day hiding in her tiny bedroom.She didn't go down for lunch, and she skipped dinner entirely. She just sat on the edge of her bed, her knees pulled tight to her chest, waiting. She expected her mother to burst through the door at any second. She expected to be dragged t

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    The study in the Hierro estate always smelled the same. Old leather, expensive scotch, and decaying power.Sebastian stood near the massive mahogany desk, looking out the large window that overlooked the manicured gardens. He wasn’t wearing a suit jacket, just his dark shirt, unbuttoned at the coll

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