All Chapters of My Mafia Stepbrother's Addiction: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

NELLY:I inhaled sharply as my fingers trembled to unbuckle Rowan’s coat.Rowan lay back on the bed, too drunk to sit properly.I had to climb on top of him, my body becoming instantly aware as I realised just where I was sitting.My hips had settled on his thighs, my round buttocks rubbing his crotch, just saved by the soaked black dress I wore.This wasn’t supposed to be happening. Probably it was a dream. But blinking my eyes and unlocking them, Rowan was still staring at my face with his dreamy blue eyes now softening.“What’s taking you so long, Nelly? Do you like the view?” Rowan inquired, his deep voice teasing me.Coughing slightly, I fumbled to find an explanation. “No. I…” I bit my lower lip to stop myself from uttering any words.I fixated my gaze on unbuttoning his shirt. Once I pulled it apart, I was struck by the sight that hit me. A firm, masculine chest.“Oh my…” I nearly gasped out, seeing the formidable six-pack abs that greeted me. Rowan had a private gym; the reaso

NELLY:The next morning, the sound of someone knocking on my door startled me.I swiftly climbed out of the bed, and my eyes flew to the wall clock. I gasped. 9 a.m. I had overslept, just after getting exhausted from the previous night’s events.My heart pounded faster, wondering who I would meet at the door.Sweat coated my palms, but I nervously drew a shaky breath and moved to unlock the door.“Nelly!” My mother’s concerned voice came from behind the door. “Nelly, are you in there?” She banged on the door once more, shaking the handle.“Yes, Mom. I just woke up,” I replied, my voice growing anxious.Had she found out? Did she know what happened between Rowan and me the previous night?I shakily swung the door open and Mom stood there, fully dressed in a new black dress that clung to her skin like a second skin. Her face was made up with bright makeup. Her lips were painted red with lip gloss. A beautiful set of golden earrings and a necklace covered her collarbone and ears.“Nelly?

ROWAN:The sound of heavy footsteps ascending the stairs reached my ears. As I spun around and stared away from the floor-to-ceiling windows, Nelly climbed the last flight of stairs and entered the sitting room to meet me. Her steps were slow, reluctant, like she feared what I wanted to do to her.She had intentionally taken the stairs instead of riding in the elevator to get this done with.I met her nervous gaze as I stood there beside the floor-to-ceiling windows.“Sit.” I gestured to the black leather chair across from me as I moved away from the window and walked into the sitting room.The atmosphere grew hot as Nelly moved swiftly and perched on a black couch. Her large brown eyes fixated on me, and I moved over to the coffee table and picked up the packet of medicine I had rushed over to the store to buy, as well as a bottle of water. I wanted to make sure she took care of it.Then I stepped closer to her, stilling myself to avoid inhaling more of her lemon fragrance. I gently