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my mafia brother-in-law, stole my heart One dance
6 months later…Mateo groaned.“Come on, hurry up, my parents are going to be here any second.”He kissed her, and she wrapped her arms around his neck.“Love you,” he muttered.“Yeah, yeah, I know you do,” Isabella teased, rolling her eyes.“Alright, enough of that. Save it for the honeymoon,” Maria interrupted, walking in. She smiled at Isabella. “But seriously, you’re good for him. He hasn’t been this happy in years.” She gently cupped Isabella’s cheek.“Ma, did you really have to cook enough for an army?” Mateo asked, eyeing the table piled with food.“Well, your sister and Airam are coming too,” Maria replied casually.Mateo stiffened. Isabella squeezed his hand. “It’s fine. We were gonna have to face them eventually. She’s your sister, after all.”The sound of car doors slamming outside broke the tension. Thiago and Amelia walked in first, and Isabella practically launched herself at her dad.“Dad! Missed you,” she said, hugging him tight before turning to her mom.Then Airam an
my mafia brother-in-law, stole my heart Isabella where are you?
Lucas and Bella exchanged uneasy glances. Everyone was here except Isabella.“Something’s off,” Lucas muttered, his voice low. “I don’t like this. They’re hiding something.”“Come on,” Bella urged, her tone sharp but steady. “Let’s grab the kids and figure out how to find her.”Just then, a car pulled up. Airam stumbled out, his arm in a sling and a noticeable limp in his step. “Where’s Isabella?” he demanded, panic edging his voice.“She’s gone,” Lucas said flatly as Thiago approached, his eyes narrowing.“What aren’t you saying, Airam?” Thiago pressed, his voice cutting through the tension.Airam hesitated, then sighed. “We grabbed the daughters of a few arms dealers. They need to pay up.”“Damn it,” Lucas cursed under his breath. “Why Isabella?”“Yeah, that doesn’t add up,” Thiago agreed, just as another car rolled in. A striking woman stepped out, and Airam’s face went pale.“Laura? What the hell are you doing here?” he stammered.She marched up to him, slapped him hard across the
my mafia brother-in-law, stole my heart You almost made it out
Isabella opened her eyes, her wrists cuffed to the bedframe. Stay calm, she reminded herself. Focus. Then Airam’s face flashed in her mind, and her chest tightened. She bit back the urge to cry.The door creaked open. “Hello, Isabella,” the man said smoothly.“Do I know you?” she shot back, her voice sharp. She stared into his eyes, hazel, piercing, since the rest of his face was masked.He chuckled. “Not yet, but I’m hoping we can change that.” He stepped closer, reaching out to touch her face. She jerked her head away and slapped his hand.“I’m not the enemy here,” he said, feigning innocence.“You hurt my husband, my family. You’ll pay for that,” she snapped.“Oh, that wasn’t me. That was the parents of the girls they took. I came here for you,” he replied casually.“Bullshit. Nice try. What do you want with me?” she demanded.“See, Airam was engaged to my sister,” he said, pulling off his mask. His dark hair was longer than she remembered, a faint stubble on his jaw. “He promised
my mafia brother-in-law, stole my heart Take care of my girl
Lucas and Thiago stood by the door, and when she stepped out, they froze.“Damn, princess,” Lucas smirked, “you clean up good.”Isabella rolled her eyes but grinned, hugging him. “Grandpa, don’t make me ruin my makeup already.”Her dress was flawless, fitting her like it was made just for her. She linked arms with them, and they made their way down the stairs.At the bottom, Airam was waiting. His jaw nearly hit the floor when he saw her.“Remember, Airam,” Lucas said, clapping him on the shoulder, “she’s got a whole army of family ready to hunt you down if you mess this up.”Thiago kissed her forehead, his eyes suspiciously shiny. “Take care of my girl,” he said, giving Airam a stern look.Airam took her hand, and she smiled at him, soft, but with a hint of mischief.The ceremony went smoothly, followed by the obligatory family photos, and then the reception kicked off.Cristiano walked over to his sister, raising his glass with a smirk."To my stunning sister, let’s hope Airam remem
my mafia brother-in-law, stole my heart History repeats itself
Airam reached the top of the stairs got inside the room and found her by the large window. He stepped behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. She turned to face him, her eyes dark with intent. “I want you. Now,” she said, her voice low and urgent. He didn’t hesitate, scooping her up and tossing her onto the bed. She laughed, a soft, breathy sound that made his chest tighten. He stripped quickly, and she helped, though a few pieces of clothing ended up worse for wear. His mouth found hers, hungry and insistent, teasing her until she squirmed beneath him. Then he pushed into her, and Isabella gasped, her back arching. He moved slowly, savoring the way her hands roamed over him, muffling her moans with his kisses. His lips trailed to her breast as she came undone, his breath hot against her skin. He kissed her shoulder, her neck, staying deep inside her until they both shuddered with release, again.Later, Isabella lay sprawled across his chest, too spent to move. His hand traced
my mafia brother-in-law, stole my heart I signed a contract
The venue was massive, the music pumping, and Isabella gripped his hand like she wasn’t letting go. They found a decent spot to sit, and some girl walked up, all teeth, zeroing in on Airam.“Grab us some drinks, will you?” he said, flashing a grin.“Of course, Mr. Monteverde,” she replied, still smiling.“Your ex?” Isabella raised an eyebrow.“Nah, just a fan,” Airam shrugged. “Jealous already? Thought this was strictly business.”“Do you want it to be just business, Airam? Choose your next words carefully.”Some guy passed by, smirking at Isabella. Airam stood, taking a step forward, but Isabella tightened her grip on his hand.“Alright, fair point,” he muttered, annoyed.The drinks arrived, and Isabella knocked hers back in one go. “Slow down, or you’ll—” She didn’t let him finish, dragging him onto the dance floor. She knew her moves—salsa, cumbia, the works. When they finally sat back down, Airam was impressed.“Not bad,” he said, sipping his drink before leaning in to kiss her, h
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