All Chapters of You're mine, brother.: Chapter 81 - Chapter 89

I sat on the couch, bored out of my mind, flipping through channels without really seeing anything. He had left earlier for one of their warehouses, barking orders at his men like the control freak he was. Steve had taken the opportunity to drag my mom out on some fancy date, which she had been reluctant about at first.I told her to go. It’s already bad enough that I’m fucking her stepson — I wasn’t about to ruin her night just because I got my leg messed up chasing after said stepson’s cock. The soldiers standing around the room were no help. They just stared at me like I was some kind of live entertainment. None of them spoke unless spoken to, and even then their answers were short and robotic. I missed Cherry. My poor dog had probably been alone for days now.Wait… did Enzo even remember to send her to the sitter before everything went to hell?“Shit,” I muttered, pushing myself up from the couch. I balanced on my good leg, wincing as I tested the injured one. It hurt like hell

Levi POV“I’m sorry, I just wanted you to see,” Bethany said again for the fifth time, her voice small on the other end of the line.“You lied to me. You sent me a help message. I was worried!” I yelled into the phone, trying to keep my voice down so the soldiers outside the room wouldn’t hear.“I’m sorry, I just wanted you to see what was happening. Look, I didn't mean to make you—”“So you knew he was Vito?” I cut her off sharply. “You knew this whole time?”“I mean, you’re fucking a mafia heir. I was kinda surprised you didn’t know. I always assumed Vito planted you there.”Can you believe this bitch?“What the fuck? I call him Aiden. Why would I call him that if he was Vito?”“He is Aiden too. It’s also his name.”“Like that matters now.”“It does. I already righted my wrong by letting you see that. I had no idea you never knew he was Vito.”“How does making me see that help me at all?” I hissed. “I can’t just go to Enzo and say—” I paused, glancing around. The soldiers were every

“What makes you think I feel anything for you?” I fired back, trying to sound stronger than I felt. Enzo tilted his head a little to the side, surprise flickering across his face for a split second. “Oh?” “Oh fucking what?” I continued, voice rising. “Because we fucked around a little, does that mean I’m suddenly catching feelings? Oh please. I could get a better cock elsewhere.” Enzo’s expression changed. The softness vanished, replaced by something darker. He groaned in disapproval, eyes narrowing. “Hold your horses, wildflower.” He moved fast, climbing onto the bed and caging me in with his body, careful of my injured leg but still pinning me down. One hand gripped my jaw, forcing me to look at him. “You could get a better cock elsewhere?” he repeated, voice low and dangerous. “Is that what you think?” “I know so,” I shot back, trying to sound confident even as my pulse raced. “No.” Enzo leaned in closer, his breath ghosting hot over my neck. “You can’t. You and I bo

Levi POV“Are you okay?” I trailed after my mother as she stormed into the kitchen, frustration written all over her face.“Do I look like I’m fine to you?!” she snapped, slamming a cabinet door shut.I raised both hands in surrender, trying to lighten the mood. “Okay, lady. Let’s not get all feisty now.” I grinned. “Who the fuck is possessing my mother? Be gone, demon!”She did not look amused. Not even a little.“What’s wrong?” I asked more seriously, watching as she started pulling out ingredients like she always did when she was stressed. Flour, eggs, sugar — the woman cooked feasts when she was overthinking.“You tell me, Levi,” she said, palms pressed hard against the counter as she stared me down. “What’s wrong?”“I haven’t done anything,” I said quickly.“Yeah?” She mocked, raising an eyebrow. “You sure about that?”“I didn’t take anything. No pills, no drugs. You know I don’t do that stuff.”“No, I don’t,” she shot back, voice cracking with anger and worry. “At this point, I

Levi pov “I don’t get why I have to learn this,” I complained again as Enzo placed the ear covers over my ears and handed me the gun. We were in what looked like a basement shooting range — their private weapon room. The walls were lined with guns, knives, and weapons I’d never seen before. It felt like stepping into a war zone.“It’s for your safety,” Enzo said calmly, standing right behind me.“You’re not man enough to protect me?” I taunted, glancing over my shoulder.Enzo opened his mouth, then closed it. For once, he had nothing to say. I couldn’t help the small smirk that tugged at my lips. First time I’d ever left him speechless.God knows what the fuck happened to him last night. He came back covered in blood, drunk and feral, and practically destroyed me with that monster cock of his. Even with my trembling legs and injured one, I still had to clean both of us up afterward. We’d also successfully traumatized Cherry — she still wouldn’t let me touch her this morning.“If yo