Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother Novels & Stories

No matter what, he doesn't want her to hate him. Bella looked conflicted, as if she is considering Kai's request. That made Aiden jealous. He absolutely doesn't want Bella to leave with Kai. "Bella, don't trust him. These Deluca's are very dangerous. Do you remember the accident where our parents were killed? That accident is caused by these Deluca's. Your mother won against them in court and my dad got his company back from them that they tried to confiscate. That's why these vile people killed our parents and made it look like an accident" Aiden dropped the bomb which he is surely going to break Bella and Kai forever. Sure enough, Bella froze with shock. Her whole body trembled with disbel

"We don't share blood. We don't share parents. What's wrong about this is only what others would say. And since when have I cared about what the world thinks?" She let out a weak laugh at that, because she knew I was right-my entire life had been built on defying rules, on bending the world to my will. Mafia rules....... "Isabella," I continued, my voice lower now. "You've been part of this family for years. You've been the one light I can count on when everything else is dark. Tell me why we should throw that away just because of a word-stepbrother." Her lips trembled. "Because it complicates everything. Because once people know..."

My voice was so harsh that she stayed silent while I went on, “I came here to check up on you and you shocked me with this—do you know how forbidden it is?” Suddenly, I cared about the forbidden act of love among step-siblings in the Mafia world. But as soon as I reminded her of it, she looked panicked. “It was just—this once—” The way she gulped made me keep going. She was scared. She will remember this and stay the hell away from Easton. “Really?” I bluffed, tilting my head. “This was the only time?” I gave her a look as if I knew more than just that.

"Just saying. Being with a cop might be safer for her than being with the heir to a mafia empire who also runs a motorcycle club." "Safer for who?" I challenged. "You think a cop can protect her from the likes of Vincent's brother? Or from what my father might do if he finds out about her uncle's connection to the Donovans?" "Fair point," Jax conceded. "But you can't be with her 24/7." "I can try," I muttered. Jax's expression softened slightly. "Look, man, I get it. You care about her. But this whole situation is complicated as hell. Step-sister, ex-boyfriend who's a cop, family ties to our enemies... it's a mess."

“Years ago, he joined and organization to make ends meet. On his first job, he was given a partner, They were inseparable. A female partner. They were given assignments together and they would come back successful, they were the pride of the organization since they always delivered as commanded. His partner had two brothers, twins and they made him swear that nothing bad would happen to their sister otherwise he would pay the price. He agreed because he thought he could protect her. One day when they were on an assignment to eradicate a whole gang, a man sneaked up on him but she stepped in and took the gunshot to her neck which killed her instantly. The debt with her brother began and no ma

she said. “I ignored the fact that I had some relations with the mafia. Horrible ones. Parted on bad terms and I said never to deal with them again but I was too blinded by it all and I picked up my trusty sniper. I saw you having a field day at the park and I lost it but every shot missed. I realized I couldn’t do it,” she continued.

his hate for his brother overshadow everything, he knew that more then anything he wanted to see his brother dead, and unseated from his seat as Don, even though Max never wanted the seat , he wanted to sit on it as some form of revneg againt his brother, and dead father who had double crossed him. "Our son, she will ruin him. I cannot let her do that to him, just like she ruined you. Deep down in your heart, she has ruined you, and you know it. Please, come with us. Let’s leave all of this behind, just you and me. She will never have a say in our lives. We can raise our child somewhere safe and quiet. You can live without the mafia's control or anyone else's influence," Helen pleaded desper

“Your sister is having such a lovely time. Hahahaha!” “Leave her alone!” I cocked my gun and aimed it straight at his head. One squeeze of the trigger and his brains would paint the wall. “Not so fast, Don Luciano,” he replied coldly, pressing his own gun to Isabella’s temple. Shit. I needed to think fast. “What do you want?” I demanded. “Your empire. Denounce it and come work for me. I’ll make you my commander general. There can only be one mafia lord, and it will be me. No competition. Or I kill your sister.”

Nyla felt like the ground had opened beneath her feet. “No, no, no, no.” She whispered. Her father looked between them. “Wait… you two know each other?” Adriel crossed his arms. “Unfortunately.” Miranda laughed lightly. “That’s wonderful! You already know each other.” Wonderful? Nyla felt anything but wonderful. This couldn’t be happening. The masked mafia lord. Her high school bully. The man who had threatened her only hours ago was about to become her stepbrother. “I can’t do this,” Nyla said suddenly.

The long-term confinement and terror eventually drove her completely insane. Now, all she does is scribble on the walls, muttering, "I'm the Godfather's wife," a complete, raving lunatic. My father and stepmother, after being stripped of everything and kicked out of Chicago, quickly burned through what little they had left. They ended up on the streets, begging for scraps. Sometimes I think, this must be what they call karma. And me? With Victor's support, I returned to the world of professional racing. Two years later, in Monaco, I stood on the highest step of the podium, holding the championship trophy.