All Chapters of Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

The heavy oak doors of the Hierro estate always felt too tall, like they were designed to make whoever walked through them feel small.Viola pulled the sleeves of her oversized sweater over her knuckles. She kept her head down, hoping her hair would fall over the sides of her face. Maybe if she stayed quiet enough, invisible enough, the evening would pass without any of the usual comments."Stand up straight, Viola," Octavia’s voice cut through the silence of the massive hallway, as cold and polished as the marble floor. "And for God’s sake, fix your hair. You look like you just climbed out of a gutter."Viola flinched, immediately dropping her hands from her sleeves and tucking a strand of dark hair behind her ear. "Sorry, mother."Vanessa brushed past her, smelling of expensive perfume and looking effortless in a tight, midnight-blue dress. She stopped, turning around with a cheap, neon-red mini dress in her hand."Mother," Vanessa said smoothly. "Look what I found in Viola's wardro

Viola stood in front of the small mirror in her bedroom, her fingers gently touching her jaw.Yesterday, right after her mother’s hand had cracked across her face, Viola had run to the bathroom and desperately covered the angry red mark with cheap foundation. Now, with the makeup washed off, a faint, yellowish-blue bruise stained her pale skin.A quiet, sad laugh left her lips. Her mother was a religious person. She went to church every single day, praying to God to keep sinners and filth away from their family, yet she never hesitated to strike her youngest daughter.Viola had never worn a short dress in her entire life. But the exact second Vanessa told their mother she found that cheap red dress in Viola’s closet, Octavia believed her blindly. She didn’t even give Viola a chance to speak. Vanessa could parade around the house in short, tight dresses all day and be called flawless, but Viola was always the filthy sinner.Octavia never listened to Viola’s side. It was always like tha

Viola spent the rest of the day hiding in her tiny bedroom.She didn't go down for lunch, and she skipped dinner entirely. She just sat on the edge of her bed, her knees pulled tight to her chest, waiting. She expected her mother to burst through the door at any second. She expected to be dragged to the dark storage rooms and punished for eavesdropping.But no one came.He had caught her sneaking, but he hadn't told her mother.Viola couldn't understand why. Why would he keep her secret? He clearly didn't care about her. But no matter how hard she tried to make sense of it, her mind kept looping back to the forbidden name.Diego.She remembered the way Sebastian’s posture had snapped. She remembered the lethal, murderous energy radiating off his massive frame. Whoever Diego was, the mere mention of his name had almost pushed her stepbrother to kill his own father.By 2:00 AM, the estate was dead silent, but Viola’s mind was still racing. The walls of her small bedroom felt like they w