Romans & histoires Taming My Mafia Stepbrother.

Instead of turning around and stomping out of the interrogation room like I expect him to, his hands slam down onto the table in front of me, and he leans across, his big body making it all too easy for him to get in my face. "Listen, you little mafia bitch." He glares at me, his words hitting me right in the center of my chest. "You're not getting out of this. We've been looking for an in with organized crime in this city for a long time. Your daddy might not have been the big shot he once was, but he was still a scumbag, and I don't care if you killed him or not. You're just as bad as he was, and…"

"She was probably just upset." She walked over and took my arm, pretending to make peace. "Sister, let's not fight anymore, okay?" But as she leaned in, she whispered viciously in my ear, "Don't worry. Once I take over, I'll get rid of everything of your mother's. Even her grave..." Rage consumed me. I tried to rip my arm away. But in that instant, Laura cried out "Ah!" and threw herself backward, falling to the floor. "Laura!" my stepmother screamed, rushing to her side.

My mother had ended up in a coma, with severe head injuries and I had been a complete fool to have fallen for the man who worked for the people who did this to my mother! Yes, I could finally admit it to myself…I was starting to fall for Rico. I had liked him since that day he took me buy supplies after school when Cole and Alistair hadn't come to pick me up. At first, I had been scared of him, because no matter how handsome he was…he still worked for the mafia. But the more I had gotten to know him, the more I had felt like he could be someone I could trust. Especially when he had taken me to see Sister Regina…

Seeing the conflicted look on her face, Samuel leaned towards the table and held her hand in his, but she withdrew almost immediately. He blinked and smiled forcefully, “Taylor, I hope you’re nor falling for whatever he’s trying to make you fall for. Like you always say, he could be doing this to get you to let down your guard.” “He’s the head of a mafia group. He doesn’t have a heart. Look at what he did to Daniel Holt just because he contacted you.” “If I didn’t know so many people, do you think I would be sitting in front of you in one piece? He’s a possessive psychopath who likes to control people. He likes to put ideas in people’s heads.”

" To when will you put up with how he treats you? You are a smart and strong man, you can help him with the mafia thing, you can even lead it better than he does. Prove this to him, and come sign for the goods, he will be so proud." I smiled widely at the idea, I made the dogs go inside and went with Francis " Where is your car?" " At the end of the street." I walked with him far enough from home then I felt a smack on my head that made me see black. Now I remember. " Bastard, traitor, coward." " Shut up, kid. My problem is with your brother, not you." " Sorry for this, my brother didn't care about me." " Do you think I'm stupid? Fag, I noticed his worry about you, was so obvious."

He dared to laugh after saying a lewd monstrosity. “That’s incest.” I pointed out the obvious knowing damn well he wasn’t going to have it. “And?” “The boy is my stepbrother.” “Uh-huh. Stepbrother. Meaning you have all the right to hump him to your heart’s content.” He said and all I wanted at that moment was to give him a good smack. Before I could come up with words to answer him, a faint knock came from the door, and for some reason, I froze in my posture. One, it wasn’t my mom because the knock was rather too forceful than hers.

All the fire in me extinguished really quick. “W—What w—will you d—do to them?” I stuttered badly. “I’ll start off with your brothers who are my guests in Italy. I will order my guy to start off breaking their fingers, Then, they will give them deep cuts, their blood will ooze out and they will be feeling only pain. They will be begging me to stop but I won't..." He was enjoying my suffering. don't make me hate you more, Luciano. "Until you accept my offer," My hand began to shiver, I was losing the control over my emotions. I really underestimated his mafia skills.

My brothers looked at me smirking and Brandon mouthed me that I'm damn in trouble. My dad told everyone that they need to keep my eyes on them. Especially the girls, they can't help me at all because the mafia is no joke. The old men kept lecturing me and I know that I'm wrong but do they have to do all this? They're so.. overreacting. After I got lectured by them.. I was dragged by my brothers to the base. I got into the car with Matthew with my dad watching me getting in. "You know you're a damn idiot, Crystal."

Tricia said. Immediately she said it, I kissed her lip. I didn't care about how Cherry's face looked. I still need him to pay for what he has done, and the result of everything was going to be death. "Alright, what is your plan?" I asked. "You are the mafia here," she said and I smiled. "Mafia boss," I said. "Theresa is also a mafia." Tricia twisted her lip, looking at Theresa, who smiled. Cherry also looked at Theresa.