Semua Bab Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother : Bab 261 - Bab 270

A soft, broken moan slipped past Viola’s lips, her fingers instinctively burying themselves into his thick dark hair, her head falling back against his shoulder."Sebastian, please..." she whispered, shivering violently as his mouth trailed down to the curve of her collarbone."Please what, Dulzura?" he murmured against her skin, his hands gripping her hips, his thumbs pressing hard into the bone. "You want me to stop?"Viola couldn't answer. Her breath came in ragged, uneven gasps, her pulse hammering against his lips.Sebastian’s hands moved with practiced, unhurried precision. He gathered the skirt of her ivory dress, sliding the fabric up her thighs, his rough, warm palms burning against her bare skin. The cool air of the room hit her legs, but the heat radiating off him made her feel like she was on fire.He leaned down, capturing her mouth once more, slow and deep, while one hand found the lace between her thighs. He hooked two fingers under the edge of her panties and pulled th

Sebastian meant every word he whispered against her ear in the study of Damian’s villa.He wasn't done with her. Not even close.The moment the suite door clicked shut behind them at the hotel, he didn't give her time to kick off her heels or gather her breath. His hands seized her waist, lifting her clean off the carpet, throwing her back onto the bed before coming down over her with an unyielding fever.He took her again and again, stripping away every ounce of her defiance until she was an exhausted, trembling mess beneath him.Now, hours later, the room was steeped in thick, blue-black shadows.Viola lay beneath him, her breath coming in ragged, broken gasps.Her fingers were tangled weakly in the charcoal silk sheets, her skin flushed and slick with sweat. Her legs were trembling, completely drained of strength after hours of his relentless, heavy pace. Every muscle in her body ached with a dull, throbbing exhaustion that ma

Sebastian’s jaw tightened, but he remained silent, his gaze never leaving her face."I saw him through a door," she continued, her voice trembling slightly. "He had backed a young maid against the wall with a knife. He looked... completely wild. The maid broke away, and she helped me slip down the back stairs to get out. That was the only reason I was able to run away."Silence fell over the room once more.Viola kept her hand flat against his chest, feeling the rigid tension in his frame, waiting for him to snap, waiting for him to question her. But Sebastian simply lay there, staring past the smoke into the shadows, his expression locked tight behind stone.The silence stretched on for so long that Viola thought he wouldn't speak again."What happened to him, Sebastian?" she asked quietly, her throat tight. "Why is he like that?"Sebastian stared at the dark ceiling for several long seconds."His mind is broken," he sa

Dawn had barely begun to break over the city.A pale, muted gray seeped through the floor-to-ceiling glass of the penthouse, casting long, cold shadows across the dark hardwood.Sebastian sat on the edge of the mattress, bare-chested, his forearms resting over his knees. The charcoal sheets were bunched low around his waist. He stared out at the sprawling silhouette of Manhattan, his amber eyes completely devoid of the heat that had consumed him hours earlier.Beside him, Viola was fast asleep.She lay on her stomach, her face turned toward his side of the bed, her dark hair scattered messily over the white pillowcase. Her breathing was soft, steady, and peaceful—the deep, untroubled rest of someone whose world had finally gone quiet.Sebastian’s phone vibrated on the marble nightstand.A dull, rhythmic buzz against the polished stone.He didn't hesitate. His hand shot out, his long fingers wrapping around the sleek devi

Sebastian’s hand shot out, catching her effortlessly by the waist before she could hit the floor.He pulled her flush against his chest, holding her upright.Viola’s cheeks burned hot. She looked up, finding his amused amber eyes inches from hers, and immediately stiffened. She placed her hands flat against his chest, pushing back with as much dignity as she could muster."Don't touch me," she grumbled, glaring up at him. "Just... drop me at the bathroom door. And don't you dare come inside."Sebastian raised an eyebrow. "Is that an order?""Yes," she said firmly. "Because I know if you come in there, we're never leaving this hotel."Sebastian let out a low chuckle, but he didn't argue. He kept an arm securely around her waist, supporting her weight across the floor until they reached the bathroom."Twenty minutes," he said."Thirty," Viola retorted playfully.She caught the edge of the heavy frosted-gl