Sinfully Yours' Step-Brother of Mine

Cellie's POVRrrring. Rrrring.I let out a lethargic groan, my head pounding furiously as I rolled over on a bed softer, larger and more comfortable than I remembered mine to be.Rrrring. Rrrring.That incessant ringing of a cell phone nearby was practically blasting my ears to bits. I felt around for my phone, wanting to answer it, but my hand came to rest on a hard, naked chest. I froze, my thoughts and heartbeat coming to a standstill, only to start again even more ferociously as my head swam with memories from last night while I tried to place why I was in bed with someone else, a man from the look of things.I splayed my fingers and coasted down the chest. Too smooth and broad to be Kevin, my on again, off again boyfriend I usually hooked up with when I needed my fix.RRRRING. RRINGGG. RRR—The annoying ringing was cut short by a pissed off voice demanding in a heavy accent, "What is it?"My eyes flew open, my heart stilling at the deep, husky voice that was unfamiliar until yest

Cellie’s povAs soon as I opened the door to the guest bathroom to relieve myself of all the orange juice and red wine that had come back with a vengeance, I promptly regretted it and wanted to turn back around and find a different bathroom with the help of the cute server from earlier.But shutting the door and running away would as well announce my defeat because right there, washing the blood of his hand was none other than Demetrio DeLeon.Dark grey eyes flicked over to me in annoyance as I braved the daunting task of stepping into the bathroom and shutting the door behind me, practiCellie shutting myself in with a literal wild animal.He let out an irritated grunt deep in his throat and said nothing else, going back to washing his hand. He had taken off his rings and wristwatch and had rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, exposing taut, bulging muscle rippling under golden tan skin.I hated how attraction for him burned hot and bright and furious in my lower abdomen but I fought t

Cellie's povI woke up with an intense feeling of unease. Like I could tell something unpleasant was going to happen. I couldn't shake it off, it was statiCellie pinned in the bottom of my belly.I got out of bed and began prepping for the day regardless. Writing it off as one of the many tricks my anxiety played on me.I decided to play some music and let the magical voice of Ariana Grande bury the unsettling feeling. I sang my heart out in the shower, I sang my heart out as I dressed.I was so into the music I almost didn't realise someone was banging loudly at my door. I toned down Ariana and cocked my ear.“Cellie, I know you're in there!” My landlord called out from behind the tatty wooden barrier.My anxiety reared its ugly head again. So much for trying to contain it.“Mr Edwards,” I mumbled as I opened the door to his cranky countenance. “To what do I owe this early morning visit?”Mr Edwards humphed in response, nodding towards the man I only just noticed at his side. The man

Cellie's povA merry go round with shock, confusion and disbelief as the riders spinned carelessly in my head as I witnessed the scene before me.The beautiful woman was still hugging Demetrio, her hands resting on an intimate part of his body while he blinked down at her. Not at all making an effort to enforce physical boundaries.She pulled back after an eternity and beamed at him, her hazel doe eyes shifting to every inch of his face as if they were re-registering it to memory.“I'm really happy to see you again,” she gushed with a flip of her glistening dark hair. I picked up on the slight kink to her accent. She was Italian and her hands were still linked around Demetrio's neck.Who was this woman?I coughed and the both of them finally remembered I was in their company. Demetrio pulled her hands off him and turned to me.The fu c k ing jerk, it had taken only three minutes of the Italian princess’ presence for him to totally forget me and the bickering we had been in the middle

Valentina dragged me from guests to guests subtly throwing misleading hints on the nature of our relationship and giving them the wrong idea in general. I would have set her straight on a normal day but right now I didn't give a f u c k. My mind was solely focused on what she said earlier. The Russians were planning an attack in a few days. I wondered in irritation why our spies hadn't already informed me of the news. I might have to teach them a lesson or two for their tackiness. I could see why the Russians would want to strike now, I had just cleared a huge drug deal and wrapped up the preparation of a new business venture. I was at the point where an attack was farthest away from my mind. One could say that this was my period of relaxation but unfortunately for them, they are about to find out, and very painfully, that Demetrio DeLeon never lets his guard down. I glared at the two women in I and Valentina's company, sending them scurrying off in fear. Valentina scowled at me bu