Novel & Cerita Seduction Of My Mafia Stepbrother

I say. “I changed it the night I sat across from you in that hotel bar,” he says. “You were not what Divine described. You were not careless, greedy, or calculating. You were a woman in a bad marriage who found something real and was trying to hold it together with both hands.” Another pause. “And the estate fraud was sitting right there. Fourteen million. The same mechanism Michael used to destroy my father’s investment applied to his own brother.” “So you flipped it,” I say.

I mumbled to myself. "That's him, your target. Lure him to me and I will give you a new life to get married to whom you want by setting you free. I will sponsor your wedding." My eyes widened in surprise at his words and i was happy. I'm sure he'd see the excitement allover my face. Like who wouldn't want to be free, the mafia world is not like a market or business that you can walk in and out anytime you want. Once you are in, no going out.

“You know who I am! His sister! The one who always knew you were trash! You never deserved him!” I let out a short and cold laugh, I was even surprised at how steady it came out. “Bitch, I didn’t do anything. But since we are on this topic how about we address your brother not wanting to leave me alone. Your brother sold me to the mafia to cover his gambling debts. I was his freaking collateral. I was auctioned off like livestock. Then he shows up months later when I’m finally married, pregnant, living my best life, and he tries to drag me back? He grabbed me in public, threatened me, and broke my phone. Your precious brother did this to himself.”

They were already married so she could not even think it was a problem where he spring a surprise proposal on her so what is she running from? She turned to run after Stephanie who did not stop. “Stephanie, wait! Talk to me please.” “Did you know? It is just t even possible that you don’t know. How did I allow myself to be fooled by you and your family!” “I don’t understand you, Steph!” Megan shouted as she closed in on the girl who has slowed down a little. “Your brother is in the Mafia and to make or worse, he is not just on the Mafia, he is THE Mafia boss! How did I miss that?”

After going bankrupt, I did the unthinkable to save my gravely ill younger brother, Ricky Ashford. I climbed into the bed of Damien Blackwood, the notorious mafia boss. One night of passion sealed my fate, and I became his kept woman. For three years, we entangled ourselves in gardens, hot springs, and vineyards. We explored every intimate position and lost ourselves in unrelenting desire. Damien possessed a raw, physical stamina that consumed me completely, leaving me utterly wrecked every time. However, for the sake of my brother in the ICU, I chose to endure it.

My fingers sifted through her hair, deep in thought, wondering what to do about my unhealthy obsession with my stepsister. She was snuggled up close to me, like a little kitten, her breathing shallow. She still smelled like me, like us and I found that sweet as fuck. It was getting late. I hadn't had more than four hours rest since I took over the mafia from my father, but here I was, refreshed from sleeping a full night and still wanting to laze about in bed with her a bit more. My bones felt liquefied. My body was well rested. I had never felt so relaxed and energized, peace permeating my pores.

“But all the plot twists that has happened in your K-drama life would not have happened if you weren’t so- and I say this with so much love- gullible.” “I’m not gullible.” I stab my toast in annoyance. “Baby, don’t take it out on the poor piece of bread. You are literally married to a mafia boss who tricked you into being his wife under the pretense of you helping secure a position in his father’s company. Your step brother has swindled and stolen money from gangs and other people, but you, my darling, always paid for these debts, including the gambling ones. Should I go on?” She asks. “We would be here all day.”

“Excuse me? You can’t force me to stay here, why can’t I go home? My friend just died! I don’t even know if she has any family to do a funeral for her!” “Well I am so sorry mia cara, my dear, but it seems your brother has given me no choice. See if it were up to my men, your brother would be dead. Unfortunately, I can’t let him off scott free so keeping you here is the next best thing. Or do you not remember the deal you made with the Italian mafia?” He practically spit the words out at me, making me double back. I couldn’t believe what he is saying to me. The kind man I had met that night at the bar who saved me is gone. Everything that Ryan said had been confirmed, my brother joined the ma

“My cum dripping out of my little stepsister’s cunt. Should plug you up. Keep it where it belongs.” I clenched around his fingers. “Then do it. Fuck it back in.” His eyes snapped to mine. “Beg.” I smirked, even as my body trembled. “You first.” He laughed—dark, dangerous—and lined himself up. The head of his cock nudged my entrance, smearing our combined mess. “Say please, Mia,” he ordered. “Tell your stepbrother how bad you want his cock stretching you again. How bad you want him to breed you deep.”

I sighed as I slowly walked to the other side around the desk and stood before him “Talk to me once you get over your shyness…because I'm not a woman damn it, “I said with a chuckle patting him on the shoulder and moving back to get my phone and smirked at him before I turned to walk out however just then he spoke, and his words interested me as I slowly turned around to hear more. “Well… I…since everything about your brother's burial is over… Not just that, but I could arrange for a few drinks…at any bar of your choice” the man said again with some shyness to it, I was surprised by the all-time man in a suit, a man who had principles imprinted on his forehead just like my brother would sugg