Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother Novels & Stories

“Listen, baby girl, you know this isn’t right, don’t you?” “Well, yes, in a way. But honestly, I don’t care, Seb. I’ve wanted you for so long, and now that I finally have you… I just hope it lasts,” she says, her eyes glistening with emotion. “Yes, it’s very wrong. We’re step-siblings, and I’m meant to protect you. Plus, I’m involved in the mafia, and it’s a dangerous world we navigate,” I explain slowly, unsure of how she’ll react.

I shook my head, telling myself that it wasn't true. "How did you know him?" I asked. "He is a Ruthless Mafia," she said. "All Mafias subject themselves to him. I was in high school when he helped my father." I took a deep breath looking at her. It couldn't be the Morgan Bliss that I know. Morgan isn't a Mafia. "I saw you wave to him," My heart throbbed as I listened to her. "Maybe you weren't waving to him." "He is married?" I asked, and she took a deep breath.

You are ashamed of me and you want to hand me over to a man I detest,’’ i said, trying to wriggle out of her embrace. ‘’You won't be married till you are eighteen, Bree. You still have some months to get to know him,’’ she said. ‘’I won’t..’’ She placed her hand under my chin and raised my head until our eyes met. Her eyes were determined and it terrified me. ‘’Get a grip, Bree. You know this is the mafia. You said it yourself that the mafia only takes away. You understand how things work. You’ll do it for the interest of the family.’’

I paced around the room, seething with rage at the thought of how they had monitored me. Will Richard truly sleep with me? Was Damon serious about his brother taking me by force? I couldn't sit down or stop pacing for hours as I kept pacing around the room. Isabella's words ran a pang through my heart: "You are going to be sold to a mafia lord to become his sex toy. You have a pretty face and everything a man will want in a woman. You do not have to wear makeup to look good." My sister's jealous words flooded my mind, and I was scared because I knew that I had already signed a deal with the mafia lord's son.

"Every time we hurt you or scared you or made you cry, we were fighting this. Fighting the urge to touch you, to claim you, to make you understand that you belong to us." "But we can't have you," Dante continued while his voice dropped lower. "Because you're our stepsister now and pack law forbids relationships between siblings whether they're blood or not. We'd be exiled at best, executed at worst." "So we tried to drive you away," Mateo finished. "We destroyed your plans and took your money and made your life miserable because we thought if you hated us enough, you'd leave and we wouldn't have to fight this anymore." The confession hung in the air between us and my mind reeled while trying

And if they did it, it definitely wouldn't be Pedro. I started thinking about different ways to torture him for even putting his hands on my flower when he said the words that shocked me. "Don't touch my sister again, Vadim." He said as he kissed her forehead. I froze upon hearing his statement. Sister? Since when did they have a sister, and since when did Antonio have a daughter? Well, this certainly gets harder with Antonio being her father and the Italian mafia in her family. Nine brothers. How the fuck am I supposed to please the nine of them and get all their blessings to make her mine? Let's not forget the rest of her family.

I could see that she was already yielding after my best friend and consigliere, Denver, showed her a picture of my father, the man she would be wedded to. I needed her to get married to the old man so he could leave the work of the mafia clan to me. He trusts me with the company but he believes I still need his help to run the clan especially since my cousin is on the lookout to snatch it from my hands. I figured this woman would be a big distraction for him. On seeing the picture, she signed the paper without even confirming. It made me wonder how Nora grew up with someone like her. But, no worries, Nora is all mine now. I would take care of her the way I deem fit.

More so, I didn’t want to make the mistakes I made with Tessa. From the very beginning, I should have asked Tessa to murder Mia the moment she was brought into the mansion, but I wasn’t certain of her relationship with Keith, and I didn’t want to end up hurting Keith's family. However, I realized now that they were step-siblings, and yet, Keith still wanted her. “Such a pervert!” I cursed in my chest in annoyance. I had everything that Keith could possibly want in a woman, including the skill and power of a mafia, but instead, he chose a nineteen year old girl who was his step fucking sister!

my stepmother whispered. My feet rooted to the floor. “Do you want us to die? I’m pregnant, for God’s sake. Think about the baby. All you have to do is give her to him.” My chest squeezed tight. A long silence followed before my father spoke, his voice rough. “He’s a killer. No matter what you say, I can’t sell my daughter to a mafia boss who murders people for fun.” My stomach dropped. Mafia? “No, no, don’t call it that,” my stepmother said quickly. “You’re not selling her. You’re just… letting him have her for a little while.”

“What do you want?” “Why so feisty?” A soft, almost amused edge entered his tone. “Didn’t you miss me at all?” “Stop kidding yourself. The only thing you’re making me miss is my peace of mind.” “So I disturb you.” Of course he did. I refused to give him the satisfaction of saying it. “In your dreams. You can’t touch me no matter how hard you try.” “What makes you so sure?” “My brother is a mafia. My father kills without blinking. You wouldn’t”