My Mafia Stepbrothers Want Me?
The three of them—Luca, Matteo, Nico—had always been a storm around me, and now all three were converging in the rain-soaked alley, danger and adrenaline tangled together.
“Go!” Nico shouted, jerking his head toward a side street. “We can’t hold them here!”
Luca glanced at him, and for the briefest moment, the tension between the brothers was palpable. Then Luca grabbed Matteo under the arms, lifting him between the two of us.
“Run,” Luca ordered.
We ran—three brothers, one girl, through the rain and chaos, bullets cracking all around us, and Umbra’s reinforcements closing in. And in the middle of it all, I realized that no matter who survived the night, nothing would be simple ever again.
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