All Chapters of Falling for My Mafia Stepbrother: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Harper's POV“How old are you?” I asked gently.“Seventeen,” she replied. Her baby-fat cheeks made her seem even younger, despite the heavy makeup she was wearing.I reached out and lightly pinched her cheek. “Don’t worry, your mom won’t find out.”“Then why are you giving us money?” Her wide eyes were full of suspicion, mixed with fear.“I want to help people around here, but I can’t help everyone. I want more people to see what life is really like here. By sharing your stories, maybe others will come forward to help too.”She didn’t fully understand, but the older woman in the group clearly did.“I’ll agree to talk, but you better make sure no one can identify us. No names, no pictures, nothing,” she warned.“Of course.”I booked a hotel room nearby, making sure it was clean and decent. When we checked in, the receptionist gave us a sleazy look. I pulled out my black card and slapped it on the counter. “Charge it.”His attitude shifted as soon as he saw the card. “Your room is on th

Marco's POVWith Harper's desperate screams echoing in my head, I couldn’t stand the thought of wasting any more time. My heart was pounding, and I was torn between fear for Harper’s safety and anger at myself for letting things get this far. I dialed my father.“I’ll send a team to help you, and we’ll locate Harper immediately,” he assured me in his usual calm, controlled tone, though I could hear a hint of worry creeping into his voice. He hung up before I could even respond, leaving me in the silence of my own panic.The regret was suffocating. I had thought letting Harper go was protecting her. Now, all I could think about was how much danger she was in—and how badly I wanted the car to go faster.Harper's POVI didn’t remember falling asleep, but I was jolted awake by loud voices downstairs. The noises weren’t right. The owner usually moved around in the kitchen quietly in the mornings, and this wasn’t it.Something was wrong. I slid off the bed, barefoot, and pressed my ear agai

Marco's POV“You’ve always said you have things you want to do,” I reminded her.“So, the reason my video has such high views is because of you?” Harper’s chin lifted slightly, a hint of defiance creeping into her posture.“Yes,” I replied.“You know I don’t want you meddling in my life, right?”“I’m just trying to help you, Harper. Maybe you don’t understand yet, but even though I’m willing to set you free, that freedom will always have limits. I can’t handle losing you, but I can help you do anything you want to.”The conversation hit a dead end again. I couldn’t lie to her and say I could let her go completely. The Moretti family doesn’t deceive like that.“Fine. Thank you for your help. I’ll find a way to repay you. Can I leave this cursed party now?” she spat, downing a glass of wine in one gulp and setting the empty glass beside a statue before storming off without looking back.Harper's POVDamn it. I really thought Marco had changed, but his control and possessiveness are stil

Marco's POVI have to admit, Harper has changed a lot. She’s grown into someone who can stand on her own, and what’s even more surprising is that she managed to handle everything herself. That means I can share my thoughts with her without holding back.“Harper.” I stopped her as we were putting on our coats, getting ready to go out. She was wearing a pink knitted jacket, her light curls falling on her shoulders. She looked so beautiful that I wanted to take her right then and there.“Yeah? What’s up?” She turned around, her expression soft.“Nothing... I just have something to talk to you about when we get back.”She smiled but didn’t say anything.The restaurant was one my father had reserved. It was at the top of a skyscraper, the kind of place we hadn’t sat down together as a family since Harper’s engagement. Not that I’d bring up anything about that.“Marco, no mafia business today. This is our family time. Let’s just enjoy being together,” my father said cheerfully as a waiter u

Harper’s POVWhen my consciousness floated back to me, I had no idea how much time had passed.“Water…” I murmured, and a moment later, something warm pressed a glass to my lips.I blinked open my eyes to see marks on my wrist where I’d been injected, and a man with a grim expression sitting beside the bed.“What happened?” I weakly tugged on his sleeve with my fingers.“You’d better tell me what’s going on,” Marco demanded, his voice dark.Marco’s POVMy body acted before my brain could catch up. I grabbed some rope, my instincts kicking in as soon as I saw the familiar symptoms in Harper.I glanced back at the screen, and I realized Harper had been keeping something from me. Her body was convulsing violently, and I feared she might bite her tongue, so I shoved my hand into her mouth to protect her.Barely containing my fury, I injected her with medication after she passed out. David had already received my message, sending me a confirmation via email to check on Harper.“Find out if