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Big Mistakes

مؤلف: Juno Sparks
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-04-07 08:00:34

Cellie's pov

Oxygen and the lack of it was the furthest thing from my mind as our tongues danced together. Everything about Demetrio's mouth was forceful, demanding like he had something to prove. To me or to himself I didn't know.

He claimed my mouth with a wild need, his desperation to conquer and possess evident in the way his lips sucked mine and his teeth clanged against mine.

He broke off the kiss and I took my first gulp of air in minutes although the feel on his teeth now grazing my nec
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  • Sinfully Yours' Step-Brother of Mine   Done Deal

    Demetrio’s povJust like I suspected, Penelope wasn’t Cellie’s biological mother. No real mom would treat their daughter the way the woman treated Cellie, except if they were deranged.My muscles tightened more and more as Grigori relayed more points to this discovery, my body thrummed like live wire in my ergonomic swivel chair. Anger progressed inside me, my stepmother really put Cellie through a lot. I was enraged for the poor child who had grown to hold the heavy weight of the emotional residues of her terrible childhood. It made me want to find Penelope and waterboard her for every time she hurt my woman.This anger burst out in crackling energy, filling up every corner of my office when Grigori started speaking about some foster brothers. Penelope’s sons.“Pause, backtrack.”Grigori scratched at his nose. “There’d been several reports by neighbors on how badly Penelope’s two sons, Gasper and Mario bullied the Signorina. Reports that were heavily denied by the donna.”“No father?

  • Sinfully Yours' Step-Brother of Mine   Bitter Truth

    Cellie’s povDemetrio stilled behind me, gripping tightly on my waist to keep from falling. “Did I hurt you baby?” He asked, his voice so tender, so gentle like it would hurt him if he did hurt me.It made me bawl harder.I didn’t know why I was suddenly crying. This feeling inside me, it was so overwhelming, so uncontrollable and much bigger than I. Bigger than I could handle and it refused to stop growing, it festered and festered and soon it would eat me whole.Crash, the voice said I would crash.Fuck! Who was I kidding? I loved this man, irrevocably. Hopelessly. With all of my heart, soul and body I love Demetrio DeLeon.“Bambina-” He soothed, turning me around and pulling me to him and the fear and concern in his eyes pierced into my lovesick heart.I blew out a pent up breath. “No, Demetrio. You didn’t hurt me. I’m just- I’m just enjoying all of this a little too much.”His grey depths were searching, his hands holding my face like I was a porcelain doll. “You’re not lying to m

  • Sinfully Yours' Step-Brother of Mine   Life Sentence

    Demetrio’s povThere were only two things in life that could beat a man like me; a bullet through the heart and mother nature herself. Every other thing, I could and would overcome.But, as I watched Cellie get on her knees and crawl to me with the grace of a feline predator, and after careful reconsideration, it slowly came to me that there was a secret third and it came in form of the blonde man teaser with the body of a goddess and the wits of Odysseus.My stepsister, Cellie Bianchi.She was now kneeling at my feet, peering up at me with those hypnotizing blue eyes that burned the hottest. I took in her flushed naked skin, her taut pink nipples, her small narrow waist and the sensual curve of her hips and I knew for certain that she was going to be my ruin.And my redemption.This five foot six of gorgeousness held the power to make or break me, a man with a vast army at his command, with world powers in my pockets. It was so ridiculous I could laugh.I’d escaped death a hundred ti

  • Sinfully Yours' Step-Brother of Mine   F*ck like one

    Cellie’s povDemetrio’s gaze was heavy on mine, the magnetic weight of it reaching into my soul and pulling at it.“You want me as don?” He rumbled into the crackling silence and right into my hammering heart.“Yes.” I whispered, every part of me meaning it. I was feeling awfully submissive and I wanted him to command my willing desire. I needed to be consumed by him. Only he could relieve me from the burdens of my anxiety. Only him.Even when he’s responsible for ninety percent of it.Demetrio’s other hand cupped my face and his thumb ran across my lips. “I want you to suck on it like you did last time.”I made zero hesitation and took the thumb in my mouth, loving as his nostrils flared, his eyes intent on me.“If we’re going to do this, you will obey my every command. You will not challenge me or refuse me.”I audibly swallowed, understanding the gravity of my request. If I wanted him to fuck me as the don of Cosa Nostra and not Demetrio DeLeon, I needed to treat him as that. I’d h

  • Sinfully Yours' Step-Brother of Mine   Act like a don

    Cellie’s povSeeing Demetrio in his element might just be the hottest thing ever. The man was a freaking sex god even when he was doing non sexual related things.Like sitting in a business meeting, listening solemnly to whatever Dominic was saying.I reached for my cup of coffee on the center table of Demetrio’s second living room. Coffee that was still very much full even after fixing it ten minutes ago. I pretended to read the thriller novel in my hand, all the while stealing furtive glances out the window at the meeting happening on the terrace below. The window provided ample coverage that allowed me to ogle to my fill.Santino was the one talking now but I barely registered it, my focus on my stepbrother turned passionate lover and soon to be heartbreaker. Demetrio leaned forward on the table, propping an elbow on his armrest, making his thick biceps bunch effortlessly under his dark blue beach shirt. His index finger curled over his lips, his expression serious and thoughtful.

  • Sinfully Yours' Step-Brother of Mine   Spoiled Plans

    Demetrio’s povAll plans to have lunch with Cellie and maybe a good fuck time blew to the wind the moment my father texted a cryptic singular sentence.Come to the mansion.Well, that was fast. It was fascinating how quickly words traveled. I hadn’t even gotten home from The Orion but the news had somehow reached the old don.Something dark filled me. It looked like the Irish boss was more hurt than I thought.“Take me to the mansion.” I instructed the driver, spending the rest of the drive preparing myself for the nagging I was sure to get.I really wasn’t in the mood.The great double doors of my father’s mansion opened to the foreboding expression of Antonio. I recognized the look, it was one he always had whenever I got into trouble and was about to get whooped by my father. It was so very familiar that it made me viscerally remember the emotions that went through me in those situations.Fear, dread and alarm.I chuckled within my chest as I reminisced the childhood dilemmas.“The

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