บททั้งหมดของ Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother : บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Viola gasped sharply. Her back arched slightly off the mattress. "Aaah..." A soft, pained sound vibrated in the back of her throat. A single tear slipped from the corner of her eye. "You're hurting me," she whispered brokenly. "Am I?" he murmured. He didn't break eye contact. He watched the way her fists twisted the bedsheets, the way her teeth sank into her lip. Beneath the agonizing pain and the freezing cold, a sudden, unfamiliar heat pooled deep in her belly. Her body was reacting to the raw dominance in his stare. It was too intense. It was too much. She broke eye contact first, staring up at the ceiling as her chest heaved. Minutes passed. The quiet room filled only with the sound of her ragged, trembling breaths. He finally lifted the ice away. He tossed the pack onto the table and picked up the small glass jar the maid had left. He scooped out a generous amount of clear, cooling gel. His large, rough hand gently wrapped around her calf. Viola’s breath hitched as he began

Viola hesitated, glancing down at her filthy state. "Vanessa... my clothes are dirty. I should wash—""Did I stutter?" Vanessa’s voice turned completely cold. "I told you to come to my room."Viola swallowed hard. She didn't have a choice. Vanessa was never good news, and arguing in the hallway would only make things worse. Keeping her head down, Viola quietly followed her into the bedroom.The second Viola stepped onto the plush carpet, Vanessa pushed the heavy door shut.Click.She locked it.Viola’s stomach dropped at the sound. She stood awkwardly near the door. Vanessa didn't yell. She didn't even raise her voice. She simply walked over and sat gracefully on the edge of her bed, crossing her arms.The silence stretched out. Vanessa just sat there, staring at Viola. The quiet in the room was suffocating, making Viola’s heart beat faster against her ribs."Now tell me," Vanessa finally spoke, her voice conversational, almost eerie in its calmness. "What were you doing in Sebastian'

The slap echoed loudly in the quiet room. It was so hard that Viola’s head whipped to the side. She stumbled, nearly falling to the marble floor, her ears ringing instantly. "You ungrateful brat," her mother hissed, stepping closer. "I gave you a roof over your head. I clothed you, I fed you, I let you live in luxury, and this is how you repay me? By talking back?" Tears instantly flooded Viola’s eyes. Her cheek burned like fire. The physical pain was sharp, but the deep, agonizing ache in her chest hurt so much worse. She slowly turned her head, looking at her mother through her blurry, tear-filled eyes. "Why?" Viola asked, her voice cracking with raw heartbreak. Her mother’s eyes narrowed. "Excuse me?" "Why do you treat me like this?" Viola cried, the heavy weight of years of neglect finally spilling over. "You love Vanessa... why don't you love me? I'm your daughter too!" Her mother just stared at her, completely unmoved by the tears streaming down Viola’s face. "If you can'

Damian let out a low chuckle. "I can't believe what I am looking at," Sebastian continued, setting his glass down. "You used to be the coldest bastard in New York. Now you sit here talking about mood swings like it's a privilege. You have become an absolute fool in love." Damian just looked at him, taking a calm sip of his drink. "You will understand the day you fall for someone," Damian said smoothly. "You will realize what it feels like when a person becomes more important than your own pride. It changes you." Sebastian let out a dark, effortless laugh. He leaned forward, resting his forearms on the table. His amber eyes went completely flat. "I will never fall in love," Sebastian stated, his voice carrying an iron-clad certainty. "It is a liability. It makes a man weak. I will never let anyone have that kind of power over me." Damian just shook his head, that same knowing smile resting on his lips. "We will see, Bash," Damian said softly. "We will see." Hours later, the dead

Viola’s mouth hung open slightly. It had been five long days since she last saw him at the estate. Now, standing here in the shadows in his dark suit, with his collar unbuttoned and his tie hanging loose, he looked absolutely lethal. He took a slow step toward her, his lips moving as he said something else. Viola just stared at him. She was so lost in his sudden, overwhelming presence that her mind went blank. She didn't hear a single word he said. A hot, furious blush rushed up her neck to her cheeks as she realized she was just standing there, staring at him like an idiot. Sebastian took another deliberate step closer. Viola immediately stepped back, but her spine hit the hard edge of the counter. She was trapped. He closed the distance, placing his large hands flat on the marble on either side of her hips. He caged her in. He was so close she could feel the raw heat radiating off his broad chest. The sharp, heavy scent of whiskey and dark cologne flooded her senses, making her