My Mafia Step Brother Novels & Stories

I correct before I can stop myself. Lila’s eyes narrow, playfully. “Ooh. So you do know him.” “I don’t.” I stab my salad harder. “He’s... family. Sort of. It’s complicated.” Ethan leans in, his voice low. “Complicated how?” "He's my new stepbrother. End of story.” I force a smile, though it feels bitter. Lila gasps dramatically. “Wait — Noah Valenti is your stepbrother? Riley, do you have a death wish? Half the campus would kill to be in your house.”

I continued to play in his hair as he spoke with his eyes still shut up from the world. "Valentino is a lot older than I am. Sometimes, my father would take him, and he used to show him the life that he wanted him to take over one day. Everything my brother knows, he learned from my father. Your father, Sean, and mine were once best friends. The alliance they had was so strong that it turned into friendship. No one dared bother the Russian mafia because the Italian mafia would help them, and vice versa," he said before continuing.

Oh oh I’m cumming daddy! Buzz buzz buzz Jumping up I realize my alarm is going off rubbing my eyes and feeling a little disoriented. I started looking around looking for him. After realizing I’m alone in my bed I come to terms with it all as just a dream. A lovely exotic dream about my step brother Sebastian again. Not just my brother but a mafia boss. What is wrong with me? Why do I keep fantasizing about my step brother? He’s dangerous and kills people for a living. I’m not stupid I know what he does.

For six years, my stepbrother Draven, the heir to a mafia family, and I have been in a secret relationship. Every night, his hands would trace every curve of my body with desperate hunger. The way he would look at me in those intimate moments made me believe I was the only woman who could ignite such passion in him. Until a month ago, when I found out I was pregnant. The day before Valentine's Day, I snuck into his study, planning to surprise him.

He yelled. I left, slamming the door behind me. And as I approached my room, my mind kept racing. My frustration collided with a sense of confusion, leaving me on the verge of tears. The hallway felt like a narrow corridor of this tension. What do you do when you get involved in a fight with your step brother with whom you have a thing for? This is way more painful than cramps. I can't believe this is happening to me. I can't believe my fantasy is slowly turning into a nightmare.

Liam laughed. “Animals like you don’t deserve to live.” Samantha stared at Liam in anger. “My brother isn’t bad like me; he's not bad enough to kill his brother; no, he can’t kill me,” Liam smirked, looking at Aaron. “Give me your wife Samantha along with the mafia seat, and then I will never bother you again.” Liam laughed, and Aaron grabbed his fist in anger. As Silas steps to stand up, Vicente stops him and gestures, “Let Aaron think about what to do with his brother.”

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!

Two of them had their backs turned to me and the other one looked very drunk. "You know that boy must be glad that he is not my son, it's the same thing every year, I hope his father is okay." Uncle Joe said. "Who is that?" I asked him. "One of the Three Mafia brothers." Nick said. "Mafia?" I asked him in horror. I know the mafia and I know that they don't play around. My sister got involved with the son of such a person and it ended very badly, we were left with a huge debt, one that told years to pay off.

My father stated. "What do you mean father?" I asked, clearly not understanding what he was talking about. "I mean, I have decided to appoint a new leader of the mafia group. It was a mistake to think a woman could rule," he said, I laughed. "And who might that leader be? Santos?" I asked and he nodded with a smile. I glanced at my stepmother and she looked very happy, she was smiling like a fool. Santos is her son, he is my step brother and I am five years older than him.

“ Steph , you and I know this is not the truth? Where is my brother? I asked. “ I don’t understand your question? What do you mean where is your brother? She asked. “ why do you ask as if I can raise the dead? Your brother is dead and that is the truth” she says. “ Steph, I will ask you for the last time about my brother? He says. “ Seamus, I think you should begin to take your leave , you have overstayed your unwelcome visit” he says. “ What will you do? Seamus? I am now a mafia Queen, I have my men and I can ask them to beat you up , remember that that you are the only one here and I have lots of my men” I she said.