All Chapters of Sinfully Yours' Step-Brother of Mine: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

120 Chapters

Great Escape

Cellie’s pov“Wait here.” Diana instructed before she left the pantry.I heard her chat briefly with the guys, sounding natural enough not to make them suspicious. Whatever she was about to do, I had no idea but I was fully on board. This was not the solution I’d envisioned but it was still a presented opportunity no matter reckless or risky it was. A gift horse if you will, and there was this saying about not looking one in the mouth.I dropped my weight on three large bags of flour stacked on each other, my leg shaking like someone with a bad case of rheumatoid arthritis. My mind stayed busy, trying to map out the outcome of what we’re about to do as I waited for Diana to come back.Hopefully, this loan shark dude would be cooperative and loan me the money, and we return in one piece. I’d pay Gasper the next day and Demetrio doesn’t have to find out about the videos. Life would go back to normal.All that would be left is figuring out how to pay back the loan. Another bridge to cros

Between The Devil And The Deep Blue Sea

Double povThe universe sure didn’t hide her particular dislike for me because everything single time I think things are going to work out find in my life, something that fuck it all up happens.I ran through the direction Diana had explained, feeling Sergio and Nino and probably the entire men in the break room catching up with me even after my attempt at losing them. I put my highschool track training to use and ran like my life depended on it, because it did—literally. Once my bodyguard caught up with me, it was game over. I’d never find another chance to go to the loan shark.I was so focused on getting to my destination, my highschool coach’s voice telling me to step on it bizarrely echoing in my head. And boy did I step on it, I got to the corridor intersection, curved to my right and bam! I rammed full force into another human body.“Ow!” A female voice yelled, falling to the floor.“Oh my God!” I paused when I recognized the musty chef coat, “Dee! I’m sorry, I didn’t see you.”

Diversions

Demetrio’s povThirty Minutes Before“Don, we need to make a decision now.” Santino cautioned, flipping his gun in hand. “You said that Russian fucker gave you two hours, it’s been an hour and a half, we can’t wait any longer.”I turned away from my living room window to glare at him. He was right but that didn’t mean I appreciated the disturbance. I took a second to take in the expressions of the other men present— Grigori, a few of his spies and my Capos, even Dante was here, leaving Georgiana back home in the safety of his assigned men. They obviously agreed with Santino but they weren’t as bold as him to point it out.Not bothering with a reply, I went back to brooding, formulating ideas and discarding them in the same beat. Hating that no matter how I looked at it, involving Cellie was inevitable. My mind was in chaos, another thing contributing to its disarray was the fact that Sergio was yet to arrive with Cellie. It’s been over forty minutes since I told Dominic to contact him

Look Like An Angel

Cellie’s povI returned to the living room to find Diana glaring daggers at the back of an oblivious Dominic, who was engrossed in the small meeting he was having with some of the men. I recognized Santino, whose eyes met mine with a wink and the older man from last time, Grigori—I think—was his name. The men took turns speaking to him, likely keeping him in the loop with the recent development while he was away, saving my ass.Sergio and my other bodyguards were nowhere to be found and I hoped Demetrio hadn’t sent them to the Cosa Nostra equivalent of the gallows. I hoped they weren’t somewhere getting a body part cut off. I’d been so focused with my own shit I’d even stop to think how my little espionage moment would affect them. Luckily Dominic had managed to keep Demetrio from knowing.My eyes found the man and although he had his back to me, I still could tell that his face was pinched in a thoughtful scowl as he listened to whatever it was Santino was saying.“Can you trust him

Dance With Devils

Cellie’s povI looked to Demetrio and it took a while for his tight nod of approval to come. His body was rigid and I knew he was trying hard to not show that he cared. My reassuring smile was brief and passing, covert enough to not make Alexei read into it.“Dominic,” Demetrio called and his right hand man stepped forward. He looked at me, gesturing me forward, already aware of what his boss wanted him to do. I fought the urge to look at Demetrio one last time and turned to the Russians.I faced Alexei squarely, my hands balling at my side and I let hate take over me. I hated him for what he put Manuel through. I hated him for making those innocent teenagers die alongside their father. I hated him for every single time Demetrio was stressed because of him, for every single time I had to live in fear.I channeled this hate, turning it to confidence, letting it strangle my fear. With this hate, I propelled forward. One step and another and another, feeling Demetrio’s unwavering presenc

Fall Of A King

Cellie’s povIt was that day on the DeLeon patio all over again. Gunshots fired off all around me, likely killing whoever was the target. A full on war was going on but I was crouched in the dark space of a rusted mediumly large container, my hands pressed over my ears as I rocked myself in an attempt to fight off the dark memories threatening to resurface— me, locked in a closet as my father ducked around our tiny living room, trying to find cover from the bullets being shot at him.He failed.Now, so many years later I was in a similar situation and this time I’d tried to help the very man responsible for that fateful Sunday. It was a laughable situation.A shot went off somewhere very close to where I was and I stiffened in fear. Was there even a chance that I might make it out alive? Was there a chance that any of us will? I thought about Demetrio and my pulse quickened. Was he okay? Hurt? Was he…I snapped my eyes shut, refusing to complete the thought. I was scared out of my min

Stay With Me

Cellie’s pov“Demetrio.” I nudged him gently, my hands shaky as fear, shock and rising panic seeped into my bones.He didn’t respond. He didn’t move. All of him, all big mass that was his body just laid in my arms, still and limp.Except for the blood. It trickled relentlessly.More panic surged through my veins as I stared at him, my vision going blurry. I blinked away the tears.My heart seized with terror, each second stretching into an eternity. I clutched him tighter, desperately hoping to feel some sign of life.“Demetrio, please,” my voice broke. “Stay with me.” I looked back at his wound and my heart beat even faster. He was losing a lot of blood so much his rich, olive skin was turning pale.Thinking fast, I took off the jacket he gave to me earlier, folded it into a ball and pressed it to where the bullet tore through while praying desperately that it will help slow down the blood loss.Demetrio reacted to the pressure, his breath coming out in a ragged wheeze, a small sound

Back To Life

Demetrio’s povThe woman was crying, tears staining her cheeks, her eyes red and puffy. “Demetrio!” She called.Cellie.I tried to call back but my lips refused to move as if sealed together with tape.“Demetrio!” Cellie called again.I’m right here, baby. I wanted to tell her, I wanted to wipe her tears but my lips weren’t the only thing frozen in place.“His eyes are fluttering, he is about to wake up?” A new voice said, sounding far off.I ignored focusing only on—“Please wake up. Please don’t die.” Cellie said, pleadingly.I’m not going to–“Boss! Are you awake?”My eyes slowly open to the blurry faces of Dominic and Santino, loaming over me.“He’s awake! Alfonso! The Don is awake.” Santino—or was it Dominic?— was yelling.Alfonso came into the frame, something very similar to a stethoscope dangling from his neck. He began asking questions but everything was starting to tip over once more and the only words I caught before slipping back into darkness were painkillers and stitches

Race Against Time

Demetrio’s pov“A week, Demetrio. That’s how long you’re required to rest.” Dominic nagged even as he helped me sit up like I ordered him to.“When did you say Grigori was arriving?” I threw at Dominic, ignoring his previous statement. My mind was occupied with thoughts of Cellie and what new discoveries Grigori made that had him sounding so out of breath when we spoke on the phone earlier.I couldn’t wait to hear what he had for me.It’s been four days since I woke up from my cursed coma. And Dominic and Alfonso have been on my neck about how fast I was taking things. I knew they were only worried about me but it annoyed me nonetheless.Cellie’s been out in the wild with no protection, it killed me more not knowing where she was and if she was safe. Demanding answers from her friend hadn’t helped, Diana had sworn she had no idea and from the scared and worried look she had, I could tell she was telling the truth.Cellie told nobody where she was going.Dominic assisted me as I slowly

Better Than Dead

Dark, foggy and cold. The street was desolate, just like my heart. I shuffled down the run-down lane of a place I had no inkling what it was called. I’d strayed too far from the bus stop Dominic had dropped me off. I had no idea how much distance I’d covered. Walking aimlessly for days, I was drained and dehydrated but my legs seemed to have a mind and strength of their own that kept them going, my footsteps muffled by the strong wind blanketing the night.Far away, I needed to get far away from Demetrio.A chilly wind cut past me, making me shudder and I wrapped one hand around myself, the other gripping tightly on my slung duffel bag.I dodged several plastic bags flying around in the air, avoided a murky puddle and pressed on. The streets grew even darker as I walked further into the night, I was losing moonlight and needed to find somewhere to rest for the night. Somewhere proper this time, not the cardboard shack I’d been subjecting myself to. Right before we parted, Dominic had

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