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“They’ve learned the hard way not to fuck with me.” “How… did you do that?” I ask, genuinely curious. Her eyes look like they could spark. “You should ask Sal.” “Sandro, my brother?” I’m perplexed. The words genuinely don’t make any sense. “Yeah. Enzo Russo,” she practically purrs. “Why would Enzo specifically know anything about your reputation?” “He’s never mentioned me?” I shake my head. “No, not that I’m aware of, and he’s definitely the closest to me, in age and in relationship.”

I stared at him in disbelief, hurt that he, of all people, would think I was enjoying this confusing game the moongoddess was playing. “You think I am enjoying this?” I demanded, taking bold steps towards him, not having a single care in the world if we ended up being caught. “You think having feelings for my stepbrother is fun for me?” “Well, it did look like it when you kissed him this morning.” He spat, making things worse than they already were. “You allowed him to kiss you and from where I sat, it looked like you sure as hell enjoyed it because I saw you lean in for more.”

“Because I’m a monster, Kamari.” He stood, already putting distance between us. “And you deserve better than to be stuck with me.” I quirked my brow at him. “Aren’t you being a little bit too dramatic, mister?” Enzo huffed out a breath and threw his head back into the pillow. “I wish that was just the case. In fact, I was quoting my sister when I used the word monster.” He has a sister? I don’t know why that surprised me as much as it did, especially given that I didn’t know much about him anyway.

I traced the scent to see a tall man in dark expensive suit walking closer to us like he owned the fucking world. Holy fuck, he smelled so fucking delicious, like heaven. I could eat him up. The moment his blue eyes landed on me, I froze. What was he doing here? The older man smiled proudly. “This is my son, Christian.” What??? Mom laughed, completely unaware of the storm going on inside me. “That means he’s going to be your stepbrother soon!” Stepbrother? The hot stranger I had given my virginity that night, who had my moans in his head and my taste on his lips would be my stepbrother??

“Yes. You will.” “Tell me what you want.” Enzo glanced at Greco. The big man’s expression didn’t change. “You’ll stay beside him,” Enzo said. “You’ll be his friend. His brother. You will be exactly as you were yesterday, and the day before, and ten years ago. If he is testing you, he is also relying on you, because he has no one else. His sister is a girl. His men are loyal but slow. You are the only one in that house who knows how he thinks.”

Donato's hand flew to his weapon. The figure stepped into the light... And Donato's breath stopped. "It was Enzo." His brother's traitor stood there, eyes glinting with something dangerous. "You weren't expecting me, were you?" Enzo smirked. "But fate always has a way of bringing family back together." Donato's grip tightened on his blade. "You have no right to speak of family." But Enzo only smiled wider. "On the contrary, brother. Tonight, family is exactly what we will be speaking of."

“You’re not thinking this through. All you see are dollar signs.” “Of course I do! You aren’t the one eating canned pasta and living at the Miller’s house with spiders while your education hangs in the balance just because you’re gay.” “Exactly! I’m not gay,” he hissed. “You’re asking me to do gay shit, which is bad enough, but I’m not getting kinky with my stepbrother. The fucking end.” We both stilled. He’d kinda said that super loud, and my skin grew as cold as I knew his was at the moment. Our eyes darted around, taking in our surroundings. No one seemed to have heard—thank God.

“Then stop teasing and make me come already.” He dropped to his knees right there on the gym floor, yanking my shorts down. His mouth was on me in seconds. I threaded my fingers through his dark hair, trying not to cry out as he took me deep, throat working around me. The sight of my serious, bad-boy stepbrother on his knees for me was almost enough to finish me off. “Fuck, Liam… I’m close…”

He has had enough of this brat's tantrums. Leo made an I'm-so-fucked expression and stepped back with his arms up in the air in surrender. "I swear that wasn't me. Nonna's spirit just possessed me for a second." Pathetic excuse. Enzo rolled up his sleeves as he stalked toward his babbling brat of a brother. "Clench your teeth," Enzo ordered. Leo gulped, forcing a smile. "I have a date tonight. I can't show up with a bruise."

She was dressed in an expensive designer cloth so Cielo knew she was definitely not one. “Cielo, right?” she asked in a friendly tone after opening the door for her. “Yes,” she replied, looking around for her brother. “Nice to meet you, I've heard a lot about you.” She said and Cielo opened her eyes in surprise. “Oh, really?” “If it isn't my beautiful little sister,” Enzo exclaimed from the top of the staircase before walking down. “What do I owe this pleasant surprise to the noble mob boss?” he added as he got to them. Giovanni ignored his remark and chose not to respond.