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CHAPTER 82

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Every step Viola took toward the dining room felt like walking to her own execution.

She didn't sleep a single minute. She spent the whole night huddled in the corner of her dark bedroom, her knees pulled tight to her chest, waiting for the heavy footsteps of her mother’s guards. She was certain Maria marched straight to her mother's room the second she fled the kitchen.

Now, the morning sun streamed through the massive windows of the estate, but Viola felt nothing but cold dread.

She felt like
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  • Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother    CHAPTER 95

    Viola gasped as her back hit the leather seat. Before she could even process the movement, Sebastian was hovering over her. He had her pinned beneath him, his broad chest caging her in without crushing her with his weight.Viola stared up at him in a wide-eyed, frozen daze.A heavy gold chain hung from his neck, having slipped loose from his open collar. The cool metal grazed directly across her flushed cheek as he lowered his head. His eyes were pitch black in the shadows. Through the fabric of his shirt, she could feel his heart hammering a heavy, violent rhythm against her chest.He didn't give her time to breathe. He captured her face in his hands and kissed her like there was no tomorrow.It was bruising. It was desperate. Viola let out a soft groan, her fingers tangling frantically into his dark hair. The pleasure was so intense it bordered on pain.His mouth left her lips, trailing hot, wet kisses down her jaw. He buried his face into the crook of her neck, his lips sucking har

  • Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother    CHAPTER 94

    Viola gave a small, jerky nod.His thumb pressed down on the center of her palm, applying a sudden, firm pressure. Viola flinched slightly, a quiet breath escaping her lips. Sebastian felt the flinch. He instantly eased the pressure, his touch softening as his thumb stroked the sensitive skin of her wrist, soothing the sting.Viola stared down at his large, lethal hands gently holding hers. The contrast made her head spin.Then, his free hand came up. His long fingers gently gripped her chin, tilting her head up until she was forced to look at him.His amber eyes were dilated, burning with a raw, predatory hunger.He leaned in, and his lips crashed down on hers.Viola froze. Her hands instinctively flew up, clutching the broad, hard muscles of his shoulders to steady herself. The kiss wasn't rushed. It was agonizingly slow, deep, and heavy. He moved his mouth over hers with absolute authority, tasting her, claiming the space. She kept her lips pressed tightly together, paralyzed by th

  • Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother    CHAPTER 93

    The tires of the luxury SUV hummed smoothly over the dark asphalt.Viola sat rigidly in the backseat, her chest rising and falling in shallow, frantic breaths. Her right hand rested on her thigh, the palm still tingling with a sharp, hot energy. She stared down at her fingers in the shadows. She had actually done it. She had struck the daughter of a powerful man hard enough to leave a red mark.A violent tremor wracked her small frame, shaking her shoulders. It was the heavy, crashing wave of adrenaline. But as she sat there in the dark, waiting for the guilt and the terror to swallow her alive, she realized something terrifying.She didn't feel bad.For the first time in her miserable, invisible life, she had fought back. She hadn't cowered. And looking down at her stinging hand, a dark, forbidden thrill curled deep in her stomach.A heavy gaze broke through her thoughts.Viola slowly turned her head. Sebastian was sitting in the corner of the leather seat, submerged in the shadows.

  • Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother    CHAPTER 92

    Tap.Her fingers barely grazed Valentina’s cheek. It was a weak, harmless brush of skin, driven by pure fear and hesitation.Viola quickly pulled her hand back, her chest rising and falling in short, panicked gasps. She looked at Sebastian, desperately hoping it was enough.Sebastian’s jaw locked. A dark shadow passed over his features."That is what you call a slap?" he asked, his voice dropping into a terrifying, dangerous drawl. He took one slow step closer. "Again. Harder."Alejandro finally broke. "Sebastian, enough. She apologized. You are pushing this too far—"Mateo stepped forward.It was a small, subtle movement. Mateo didn't draw a weapon. He didn't speak a word. He simply shifted his weight and placed his massive frame directly between Alejandro and Sebastian, his hand resting casually near the inside of his jacket.The threat was deafening. The guards near the door instantly tensed, their hands dropping to their holsters. The air in the room felt like a drawn bowstring, r

  • Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother    CHAPTER 91

    Alejandro’s jaw tightened. "She is a Martinez. She carries my name. You threw her out onto the street over a spilled glass of wine." His sharp eyes flicked to Viola, taking in her faded jeans, her messy hair, and her pale, terrified face. Disgust flashed across his features. "You humiliated my blood for a shop girl."Sebastian’s amber eyes went dead. The temperature in the room plummeted."She didn't slap a shop girl, Alejandro," Sebastian stated quietly. "She raised her hand to a Hierro."The room went dead silent.Alejandro stopped breathing. His posture went completely rigid. He slowly turned his head, looking at Viola again. This time, the disgust was gone, replaced by a calculating, fearful realization. He searched her face for the familial resemblance, weighing the catastrophic cost of what Sebastian had just revealed.If this girl carried the Hierro protection, Valentina had just committed an act of war.Alejandro slowly turned his dark eyes toward his daughter. "Apologize."Va

  • Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother    CHAPTER 90

    Sebastian set his empty crystal glass on the table. The soft clink of the ice echoed in the quiet restaurant booth. He looked at Viola, his amber eyes unreadable in the dim light."We are leaving."He stood up, adjusting the cuffs of his dark suit. Viola quickly set her napkin down and scrambled out of the booth, keeping her head bowed as she followed him toward the exit. The heavy meal sat warm in her stomach, but the lingering exhaustion from the day dragged at her bones. She kept her eyes on his polished shoes, assuming the night was finally over. She fully expected him to take her back to the estate so she could slip into her dark room and hide.She was wrong.The luxury SUV merged onto the highway, leaving the bright lights of the city far behind. Viola sat in the backseat, her hands folded tightly in her lap. She watched the dashboard clock in the dark. Thirty minutes passed. Then an hour. Then an hour and a half.The silence inside the car was thick and suffocating. Sebastian s

  • Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother    CHAPTER 5

    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

  • Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother    CHAPTER 4

    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

  • Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother    CHAPTER 3

    Viola stood in front of the small mirror in her bedroom, her fingers gently touching her jaw.Yesterday, right after her mother’s hand had cracked across her face, Viola had run to the bathroom and desperately covered the angry red mark with cheap foundation. Now, with the makeup washed off, a fain

  • Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother    CHAPTER 2

    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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