All Chapters of Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother : Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

Viola watched his profile, a quiet warmth blooming in her chest. Over the past week, the silence between them had felt different. He still carried the cold, heavy authority that terrified everyone around him, but with her, he answered her questions. He let her hold his hand. He let her in just enough to make her feel like she finally had a place to stand.She rested her head against the headrest, watching the landscape outside.After twenty minutes, she noticed the road was unfamiliar.They weren't on the highway leading toward the dark, pine-covered mountains where his fortress stood behind iron gates. They were winding down a narrow, sunlit road lined with tall cypress trees and blooming wild lavender. There were no high guard towers in sight. No barbed wire.Viola sat up slightly, her brow furrowing. "Where are we? This isn't the way to the compound."Sebastian kept his eyes on the road. "You'll see in a second."The SUV slowed down, tires crunching over light gravel as it turned i

The sound of the front door closing echoed softly through the quiet villa.From the second-floor bedroom window, Viola watched through the sheer white curtains as Sebastian’s black SUV rolled down the gravel driveway, disappearing past the tall cypress trees into the afternoon sun.She stood there for a long time, listening to the silence that settled over the house.It was a strange, peaceful quiet. There were no armed guards pacing down the hallway outside her door, no shouting echoing from Rafael’s wing, and no sneering remarks from Vanessa waiting around every corner. Through the open glass, the cool breeze drifted in, carrying the clean scent of wild grass and blooming lavender.Viola turned away from the window and looked around the room.The bedroom was bright, painted in soft cream with pale oak floors and a wide king-sized bed covered in linen sheets. She walked over to the tall wooden wardrobe against the wall and opened the dou

"I cooked dinner," she breathed, her hands reaching back to rest flat against his wet, corded thighs. "I made chicken and potatoes... it’s on the stove..."Sebastian let out a low, dark chuckle that scraped against her skin. His hands slid slowly up her ribcage, his thumbs grazing the undersides of her breasts, drawing another sharp gasp from her lips. He cupped them fully then, heavy and warm in his palms, thumbs sweeping across her tightened nipples in slow, deliberate circles until they peaked hard under the water."The food can wait, Dulzura," he rasped, his teeth lightly catching the flesh of her collarbone. "I haven't eaten all day, but this is what I'm starving for."He turned her in his arms until she was facing him.The water rained down over both of them, plastering her dark curls to her neck, running over her flushed cheeks and full, parted lips.Sebastian stared down at her, his amber eyes completely black with desire, dark an

"You're mine, Viola," he whispered, his hips driving hard into hers. "Every inch of you. Tell me.""I'm yours," she cried out, her nails biting into the hard muscle of his shoulders as heat crested in her lower stomach. "Sebastian... please... I'm yours."He pulled out suddenly, spun her around, and pressed her front against the cool glass. Her cheek flattened to the wet surface, breasts crushed against it, as he gripped her hips and thrust back into her from behind in one hard stroke. The new angle dragged a broken, high moan from her throat."Sebastian—!"His hand came down in a sharp, wet spank against the curve of her ass, the sound cracking through the steam. She cried out, pussy clenching violently around his cock. He groaned low, almost darkly pleased, and did it again, lighter this time, then soothed the sting with his palm while he fucked her deeper."Look at that," he rasped against her ear, one hand sliding up to wrap around he

"Father, please—" Sebastian whispered, his voice cracking, the boy inside him desperate.Rafael’s hand cracked across Sebastian’s cheek with brutal force.The blow sent Sebastian stumbling sideways, the sharp copper taste of blood bursting in his mouth."Stand up!" Rafael roared, his dark eyes blazing with disgust. "You are my heir! If you can't kill a dog when it bites, you are useless to me. And if you are useless, perhaps I should leave Diego to the wolves. Let's see how long a six-year-old bastard survives without my protection."Sebastian’s breath locked in his throat.Diego.His innocent, six-year-old brother, who sat in the nursery playing with wooden blocks, who knew nothing of this darkness.Rafael shoved the heavy, cold steel of the Colt .45 into Sebastian’s trembling hands.The gun was heavy, far too big for his thirteen-year-old grip. Sebastian’s fingers shook violently around the checkered grip, the