All Chapters of RUINED BY MY BROTHER'S MAFIA BESTFRIEND: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Family upcoming

~~Sofia~~I blink at the rapidly narrowing shape in front of my eyes. I sit up fast to find Rafael half-dressed or undressed, depending on how you want to see it."What are you doing?" I whisper, blowing a puff of air into the room to check if my mouth has any bad smell.Rafael clocks the movement and gives me a smile. "I don't know really, but for once in a long while, I've got a free day." He stops and peers at me uncertainly. "Thought I'd take Nico to the park. And maybe the gym later?"For once, I'm glad it's the weekend, glad my mouth doesn't stink, and glad he's half undressed, I guess. I enjoy a leisurely stroll down his body with my eyes, land on his cock, and then trail my eyes back up. "Am I invited? Or is it just for the boys?""Could we leave you behind if we wanted to?" He prowls towards me, and I crawl slowly towards him on the bed, one knee after the other, till I'm close enough that my eye is level with his already awakeni

little baby

~~Rafael~~ Sofia looks as white as a sheet, her chest rising and falling as she sags back against the floor, her eyes lifting to mine finally as she coughs one last time. I let her hair go and watch almost with a certain level of fascination as it tumbles and falls around her face. There's fear in her eyes, in the way they widen slightly and then darken as though light has blinked from them. But it is the tears that come springing up in their depths that finally push me into action. I kneel beside her and slide my arms around her back to lift her off the floor. She sinks into me, and I tighten my arms around her. "Can you walk?" She nods her "yes" against my bare chest, and I drag in air, flush the bathroom, and then fetch some water from the sink to clean her face off. She doesn't say a word, and neither do I, but there's a look that keeps sliding between us that says more than a thousand words. I find a tow

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 stom

Drowning in her

~~Rafael~~I lift the flowers off the bed where I'd dropped them and hand the bouquet to Sofia, who bends her head into the yellow petals and sniffs at them. She lifts her head to meet my gaze, sniffles gently, and then crushes herself to me.The flowers get squashed between us and I don't fucking care. It's more than worth it to have her in my arms like this. "Do you like it?"She nods against my chest. "I love it.""You're my sunshine, Sofia Romano. You always remind me why you are every time I make a pretense of forgetting. Like what you have done for the charities."She'd made time even with our busy schedules to visit the hospitals the charity was associated with. She'd even made me go with her once, dragging me half the way and sticking by my side the entire time.She lifts her head off my chest and glares playfully up at me. "You bought that ticket, didn't you?"I plant a small kiss on her lips, and she pulls back

vigil

~~Sofia~~"Why are we going? I want to stay here with you. This isn't repeating itself!"Rafael's shirt is open at the throat, dark hair peeping at me through the gap, a packed box beside him that Carla had filled with my clothes. I've just returned from De Luca Corp to find him at the door, a car idling on the curb.He's trying to convince me Cabo is a good idea. I don't believe it is. He jerks me into him. "I didn't say I'm staying here."Oh. That's a different story then. I sidle up against him. "So we're taking a vacation?""Yes. To Cabo. You need the rest, and I could use the breather. Things are rolling here too fast."He hasn't spoken about work in a few days. Which is either an indication that things are so terrible he doesn't want to scare me, or he's back to hiding the facts of the business from me."You should've started with that. I thought you'd be sending me away." I make air quotes. "For my protection."

she comes back

~~Rafael~~I received the call in the afternoon. Mother's voice had been thin and clogged with tears. She'd asked if I'd been alone, and then she'd whispered the words I'd half been expecting. "Your father's dead. He's finally gone."I'd gone cold, tightening and drawing into myself. I'd called the airport, had the plane prepared for a flight back, and grateful Sofia had gone out on the town with Nico, I'd driven to the airport alone.It was evening now, the air still as my brothers and I huddled around the family house. Nobody was saying much, and the space seemed chillingly quiet for the number of people gathered in the living room.Mother sniffles and wipes at her eyes. "Do any of you need anything? A meal? Some coffee?"Her eyes are pleading, as though she's asking us to give her something to do with herself. Her green eyes are cloudy, filled to the brim with tears that she holds back. I shake my head no; my stomach is too knotted to

Boldness of Possession

~~Sofia~~If looks could kill, I'd be a melted puddle dripping down the stairs to the pool by his feet.Rafael stills just for a second by the bottom of the stairs, and I keep my eyes on him, reading the look of anger just as he wishes me to.There's a reason he'd left me in Cabo. There's a reason I'd heard about his father's death from my own father. That reason is staring me in the face right now.I curl my fingers around the rails as I slowly head down the stairs, the sudden quiet in the room very loud.Rafael heads towards Father as he's about to before clocking me on the stairs, a strained smile on his face that slams my heart into my chest.I head towards him slowly, hoping for some sort of reaction from him, praying he doesn't snap at me for wanting to help. Hoping he isn't so hurt he's already shut down.The room is filled with the men of the Famiglia, a few whom I've seen before, most whom I've never before seen

Cum for me sole

~~Rafael~~Finally, we're alone. Sofia has just taken a shower and is now lounging on the bed, her legs tucked under her as she watches me on the phone with Nico, who is staying the night at his grandpa's with Francesca and Silvio."I'll come get you tomorrow, figlio. You sleep well." I place the phone between my shoulder and neck and walk towards the bed, holding my hand out to Sofia, who crawls towards me, her eyes wary, her wet hair sticking to her head in places."Good night, Papa," Nico says sleepily. My heart flips over. I'll never get used to him saying that to me."Good night, champ. Let me talk to Uncle Enzo." I press a kiss to Sofia's hair, a soothing scent of lavender seeping into my nose from the wet strands. She looks up at me and presses a kiss to my bare chest.I'm feeling too many things all at once. Hurry to take over from Father even as I mourn his death, fear for Sofia and my son, and anger at the Russians, who it seems

The family sacrifice

~~Sofia~~Rafael's mother, a figure draped in black, moves with a grace that belies the pain etched across her features. She acknowledges condolences with a nod, her eyes betraying the depths of her grief yet remaining steadfast in the face of the funeral traditions that envelop us.The burial ceremony unfolds with a solemnity that echoes through the space. A priest in rich vestments intones prayers in Latin, the ancient language weaving an aura of reverence for the departed soul.Incense wafts through the air, carrying with it the aroma of centuries-old traditions that bind us to our heritage.Rafael stands beside me, his eyes straight ahead while the priest blesses his father's soul.The cemetery is a sea of dark attire and muted whispers, each mourner bearing the weight of grief as they gather to pay their respects.The air is thick with the heavy scent of lilies and the sorrow that clings to the atmosphere as if the very heav

The unmerged promise

~~Rafael~~Between the church and the warehouse, I don't have time to worry about whether or not Sofia made it home safe.I have to trust that she did.The phone call at my father's funeral was Silvio, letting me know that the Russians were finally making their move. As we roll up, there's a spray of bullets. Silvio quickly takes the gunman out, but it feels like an ominous welcome.I have a feeling that this is not going to go well."Damn them," I hiss as Silvio and I get out of the car. "Of course they'd do this today.""It's a smart move, I have to say," he whispers back."Not smart. Stupid and brash," I rage.We creep into the warehouse, and unsurprisingly, there's yet another gunman around each corner. Silvio and I manage to subdue them, but once we get toward the cargo that we're trying to protect, something becomes painfully apparent to me.It's going to get a lot worse before it gets better.

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