All Chapters of Seducing My Mafia Stepbrother : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Sebastian’s POV Don’t get me wrong, I love Shelly deeply. From the very core of my being, I feel a protective instinct toward her and our boys. They mean the world to me, my heart and soul wrapped up in the laughter and smiles they bring into my life. It's an unwavering commitment of love and responsibility. But recently, something happened that shook me to the core and made me question everything I thought I understood about our relationship. Shelly hid something important from me, something so crucial that it threatened her life. It never once crossed my mind that she would keep secrets this significant, especially when her health was at risk. Shelly experienced terrifying medical episodes, something she brushed off as insignificant until it became undeniable and urgent. The truth is, if she hadn’t had that severe episode today, she might not have been here tomorrow. I find myself grappling with a complex web of emotions. I am disappointed, yes, but mostly feeling

Michael’s POV As I make my way to Sebastian’s office, my mission is to inform him that Shelly’s surgery is complete and she is now in recovery. However, as I approach the office, a series of loud noises and heated voices catch my attention. The noise grows louder with each step. Morphing from indistinct shouting to Sebastian’s unmistakable voice projected in anger. What he's saying causes a frown to carve itself into my face. The moment I reach the door, I witness Cece exiting the office. Her appearance is utterly disheveled; her hair is tangled like a nest and her makeup looks as though it’s been hastily smeared. The sight is startling, and my eyes widen at the unexpected scene. Cece, however, seems unfazed and meets my stare with a satisfied smirk plastered across her face. I merely roll my eyes at her affected demeanor. “She says it’s been quite a while since I’ve seen Mich,” Cece muses, as though the events and chaos surrounding her are of little consequence. I can

Shelly’s POV It’s been three weeks since my surgery, and I feel a hell of a lot better than I did before the procedure. The constant nausea and inability to eat without getting sick, which plagued me before surgery, have vanished. It's a sheer relief to consume a meal without worrying about it coming back up or leaving me with a feeling of gross discomfort. Life seems to be creeping back to what it used to be, well, almost everything except for one peculiar aspect Sebastian. Sebastian has been acting weird lately, and I have no clue why his behavior has shifted so abruptly. I know I wasn’t completely honest with him about my health issues, and yes, I kept much of it hidden until I absolutely had to tell him. But he assured me that he was over that, or at least I thought he was. However, I haven’t really seen or heard from him much over the last week, and his absence is starting to gnaw at my nerves. Saying I’m just worried would be grossly understating it. I’m practically

Sebastian’s POV After an intense conversation with Sabrina, where her words felt more like accusations than anything else, I found myself replaying our heated exchange. Her disappointment was palpable, and I knew I had to face the music. Sabrina's voice echoed in my mind as I made my way through the house, trying to gather my thoughts. I needed to talk to Shelly, to come clean about everything. As I entered the hallway, I overheard voices drifting from the living room. To my dismay, I realized CeCe was present and in conversation with Shelly. A sinking feeling settled in my stomach. My life seemed to be unraveling faster than I could piece it together. With a deep breath, I approached the door to our room, where the noise grew increasingly chaotic. As I pushed the door open, I stumbled upon a scene I never imagined I'd witness. Shelly was furiously confronting CeCe, and I had to blink twice to confirm the chaos unfolding before me. Two women I cared about were entangled i

Sebastian’s POV Watching Shelly and my children drive away was one of the most painful experiences of my life. It felt like a piece of my heart was being torn away as I stood there, helpless, knowing that I was the reason for this turmoil. The bond we shared seemed to stretch to the breaking point, and the echo of their departure lingered long after they disappeared from view. Shelly needed time and space to heal from the wounds I had caused her, and even though it was excruciating to accept, I had to let her go, hoping that perhaps this distance could somehow help mend what was shattered. I felt a sense of relief knowing that Sabrina, her best friend, decided to accompany her. Sabrina would be a comforting presence, ensuring that Shelly didn’t feel completely alone during this difficult period. Her presence provided me with a small measure of solace, though the realization of the work I had to do weighed heavily on my shoulders. While Shelly was away, I realized that m