All Chapters of RUINED BY MY BROTHER'S MAFIA BESTFRIEND: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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HIS TEMPTING TOUCH

~~Sofia~~Rafael is in the room with me.I stiffen, my shoulders relaxing the next second. The water is still pounding down over my bare body, but it barely disguises the way my heart is pounding in my chest, the way my stomach is suddenly queasy.He's back. I can almost feel it. It's as though my body has an antenna, and right now, it's lifting towards and searching for him. And I can't find him because there's a dark cloud of anger between us.I decide I'll ignore him, I don't have much of a choice anyway. I don't have anything to say to him that will make this anger between us vanish.And I don't even blame him for it, which somehow makes it worse. Or better. I don't know which.The shower door opens, and I do go rigid because the next second, his hips press into my bare ass, hard and insistent, and I shudder because though he's fully clothed, the imprint of his hard-on is so strong that I'm almost totally needy right away.I try to turn towards him, but he presses his hand into my

His showering sunlight

~~Rafael~~The morning dawns clear and new, and when I wake up, my chest isn't tight and I don't feel immediately angry at the world. The light streaming in through the open windows feels warm across my face, and I shade my eyes and sit up with a stretch.The window is never open. It's too much of a hazard. But I find Sofia at the vanity, dressed in a gown made of a soft blue fabric that has me thinking of clear days.My head must really still be hazy with sleep because I don't immediately feel like slipping my hands around her neck.She turns to me with a smile. "I've called Enzo. He's on his way here with Nico. I thought you might like to meet him finally."And without warning, a nervous sweep of emotions makes its way through me. He's my son, and I shouldn't be worried about meeting him. But I am. "What does he know about me?"I swing my feet out of bed and feel a surge of lust when Sofia slides her eyes slowly over my skin. I take a step towards her and then stop when I remember I

You are mine only

~~Sofia~~The low strains of jazz playing from my phone lull me into a false sense of security. Nico runs around the kitchen beside me while I prepare him a meal. He's just returned from my father's with Francesca, who is rattling around somewhere upstairs.Rafael's chef could get him something to eat, but cooking the meal relaxes me even though it also tires me out. The aroma of pasta and meatballs hanging in the air makes my stomach queasy.Bad enough that I am almost considering inviting Hailey in to continue the meal when Nico skids to a stop beside me and hugs himself to my waist.I bend towards him to sink my nose into his hair. I inhale deeply, the smell of his shampoo calming me a bit. I nod at his chair. "Go sit."He gives me a long look before sliding into the chair. "Can I have pizza today, Mama? Please?"He always asks. I wonder if his brother or sister inside me will love the meal as much as he does.My stomach squeezes almost painfully tight, and I jerk away from the tho

Relive his frustration

~~Sofia~~Francesca's return is as unexpected as it is welcome. I mean, I've been expecting her to call any day now to meet her at the airport.But when I wake up from a small nap to the sound of voices coming from the living room as I head downstairs, I'm not expecting to see her sitting on the sofa with Nico giggling in her arms.They both scream, "Surprise!" Then she walks over to me and hugs me so tight, and I sink into her arms."Oh, my goodness. What is this?" I whisper-scream against her neck. I pull away and stare into her eyes to assure myself she really is here, hair tied up in a whimsy little bun, clad in a blazer and pants that are way bigger than her."A surprise. I know you're surprised. Enzo dropped me off." I pull her into my arms again and smother her and myself with how tight we're hugging."I'm shocked. I love it. Come sit." I usher her into a sofa and swing Nico into my lap, where he wraps his hand around my n

Still in her claws

~~Rafael~~I feel her body change. Her hands leave me first, and I feel the withdrawal like a body part gone, as though she's already an extension of me."Why do you need protection from me?"I point at my side. "Did you see this?" I rumble out of my too-tight chest."The tattoos?" She asks, confusion leaking into her voice. Her fingers land on the tattoo of a black light with the sun shading it.The larger the dark light, the smaller the sun until it dims away almost completely at the other side of my back in just a small sliver of light and a very dark light.She's the sunlight. I'm the darkness. And all six tattoos represent all six years she was gone.The first year, I hoped she'd return. Hoped it was a joke. Until by last year, I'd nearly given up. And now she's back, I'm not certain if I'll need more tattoos or not.Now the fucking Russians are encroaching on my territory, war is certain to break out, and

Fatherly bonding

Attraction

~~Sofia~~"I need your help with this." I point a finger at the screen and turn my chair around to make space for Carla to step closer. She pushes her chair back and walks toward me."The charities basically run themselves. If you'd rather not concern yourself with them, then I repeat, you don't have to." She blinks down at me from her perch on my desk and then swings her gaze to the computer."Why do you feel the need to repeat that?" I angle my head and peer at her until she lifts her face from the screen.I'm at De Luca Corp with Silvio. We'd dropped Nico off at school and then driven straight down here. It has been a few days since I've been here, with my move-in with Nico and the entire struggle of settling in. But this morning has been a lot calmer, less jarring, and I've felt a lot more useful.And just as I said, I'm taking an avid interest in running the charities. Except I don't understand why Carla seems to think I shouldn't. O

The lurking threats

~~Rafael~~It's a fucking upheaval. Silvio has his hand fisted so hard I'm certain the nails are biting grooves into his palm.His guilt is clear, as is the fact that it's unnecessary. He's blaming himself for something that really isn't his fault.It's no one's but mine. The walls around us are the grotesque gray of an underground building, which we currently are. A man hangs upside down from a chain hitched to a pole, his face about as colorful as a bleached bone in a desert.Well. I guess it would be, considering how much blood has been taken from him. The floor is coated with it, a vicious dark pool that seems far too long."How much longer does he have?" I snap at Silvio."About an hour. Should be dead in less than that if his weak lungs don't hold up." Silvio walks over to the man and sinks a solid punch into his stomach, his shoulders snapping back under his leather jacket.The crunch of bones and the loud wail th

Under his shadows

~~Sofia~~Dinner with his father had been a stressful affair.The tension in the room is so thick, you could cut it with a knife. His brothers were worried about his father's health and how the news of escaping the family would make him fare.Donato, as usual, had been staunch, a frown on his face that only lifted when the food had arrived and he'd said the grace. Then he'd proceeded to take only a taste of it and asked to be taken to his study, where Rafael had soon joined him, and then his brothers after a few minutes.So it's just his mother and I, the two women of the family left together to pass the time."Are you happy?" She asks, a kind smile on her face.I smile back at Rafael's mom, the slight breeze in the air carrying the earthy smell of the frangipanis that border her garden. We're seated on the porch, the sun waning above us, the trees waving listlessly to and fro. "I think so. Are you?"She smiles back, tip

Duties

~~Rafael~~"Jesus. Can you please sit down?" I grumble from across the room.Rafe rolls his eyes and clambers over my feet to stride over to Emil, who is standing by the windows, watching the men outside.It's a cloudy day, which is perfect, really. It matches my mood perfectly. Because enough has quite literally become enough. We're having a meeting with Santoro, and he's running late as usual."Let's bet he arrives an hour late." Dario holds out his hand, thumb facing me. I run a hand through my hair and glare at him.I glower at him. "Is this a fucking joke to you, Dario? You choose this one moment to fucking laugh?"It's not his fault I'm pissed. It's Santoro's, and today, I'll teach him a lesson. I've been waiting twenty minutes already."I'm interested in the bet." Emil turns towards us and walks to the table where he takes his seat and, as always, pours me a glass of whiskey along with his."Good. Five hu

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