All Chapters of You're mine, brother.: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Levi POVI watched angrily as Sloan or whatever his name was walked out the door, hips swaying like he owned the place. The door clicked shut behind him and the reality of what I just did slammed into me. Oh no. I yanked my arm free from Enzo’s grip and turned to face him fully.He was still seated on the sofa, cock hard and glistening from Sloan’s mouth, veins standing out along the thick length. It twitched under my stare. I swallowed, heat crawling up my neck, and shrugged like it meant nothing. “So this is what you do in your private office?”Enzo tucked himself back into his pants, eyes never leaving my face. “What? You’re jealous now, brother?”“As if.” I scoffed, crossing my arms.“Really?” He stood up, towering over me, and started backing me toward the desk. Step by step until my ass hit the edge of the wood. He leaned in, forcing me to arch backward until my palms braced against the surface. “You’re not jealous?”“I’m not. We ain’t anything to each other.”His smirk widened.

Levi POVI stepped down the stairs, yawning with nothing but shorts on, fuck. My whole body freaking aches…. For your information we didn’t do anything. I may have woken up covered in marks though. Enzo was sitting on the couch, his back was to me and in front of him was the lady from that day that same fucker who had jabbed the needle into my neck. And another man, oh my, he’s gorgeous! Not Enzo level of gorgeous but I’d totally let him do me. He was covered in tattoos, around his arms as the pattern disappeared into the short sleeve of the shirt he was wearing, it looked pretty obvious he had some around his chest as well. Tattoos would look so good on Enzo as well. He was the first to look up. A slow smirk spread across his lips as his eyes dragged lazily over my body.“Well, well,” he said, voice amused. “Now I can see why.”His comment made Enzo turn around.The moment his eyes landed on me, they darkened. Instantly. Like a storm rolling in out of nowhere.I frowned. I hadn’t

Levi POV I lay on the bed, pretending to read the book in my hand while my entire focus stayed glued to the bathroom door. Enzo had come home late. His shirt had been stained dark with blood, sleeves rolled to his elbows, hands still flecked red when he disappeared into the ensuite without a word. I had watched him strip in silence, every muscle shifting under the low light, every smear of crimson on his skin making my stomach twist in ways I hated to admit. Now the shower had stopped. The door opened. He stepped out with a white towel knotted low around his hips and another draped over his head as he dried his hair. Water droplets clung to his chest, slid down the defined ridges of his abdomen, disappeared into the deep V that arrowed beneath the towel. My mouth went dry. I forced my eyes back to the page. The words blurred. “Is there a reason you keep disappearing when I told you to stay with Sebastian?” His voice cut through the quiet like a blade. I kept my gaze down. “I am a g

I was actually surprised Enzo let me leave the house without any guards trailing me. Just me, alone, sitting at the far end of a club on the opposite side of the city from his territory or the one he owned. Excitement bubbled through my veins like cheap champagne on an empty stomach. It had been weeks since I felt this kind of freedom. The bass thumped through the floorboards, vibrating up my legs, settling heavy between my thighs. The air smelled of sweat, spilled liquor, and cheap cologne. Bodies moved under strobing lights—purple, red, blue—grinding, laughing, losing themselves.My chest and neck still throbbed from the fresh tattoo Enzo had forced on me a night ago. Every time I swallowed or turned my head the skin pulled tight and stung like a fresh burn. And fuck if that pain did not make me hard. Constantly. The mark burned under my collar, a secret brand that reminded me who owned me even when I tried to pretend otherwise. My cock thickened against the seam of my jeans just

Lorenzo POV “No, I already checked out that area. I still cannot find anything suspicious.” I said, puffing out a thick cloud of smoke. Soren, Stella, and I were gathered in my private office on the upper floor of the villa, staring at the large map spread across the mahogany table. Red pins marked every known drop point along the coast. Blue lines traced our main shipping routes coming in through Civitavecchia port. Black crosses showed exactly where we had lost men in the last six weeks. The mole was still out there somewhere, leaking information to the Russians, and it was starting to eat at my fucking nerves like acid. And my asshole of a stepbrother had decided to make everything ten times worse by sneaking out to a club. It would not have been an issue if it was any random place, but no, Levi had to choose Vito Mancini’s club. The same Vito who had been trying to muscle into our territory for the past eight months. I had tried my best to avoid causing any trouble at that fuck