Taming My Mafia Stepbrother. Novels & Stories

He had ordered Marta to change her clothes, and hearing that gave Alessia a lot of relief. She scrubbed the marble floorboards of the gallery afterwards, but no matter how hard she pressed the brush down, her mind kept going back to everything — the smell of scotch and tobacco filling her lungs, the heat coming from his bare chest, the feel of his strong fingers around her waist and hip, and the strange reaction her own body gave when she had been pressed against his broad torso. “He’s my stepbrother,” she muttered to herself, shook her head and scrubbed harder at a stain. “He’s just my stepbrother… nothing more.”

The darkness inside me claws my throat raw, but I push it down by mustering the last of the strength I have to look into my father's eyes. "The mafia moves in the dark, Rafael." My father huffs. "The deeper you are in the darkness, the more control you will have over it." I swallow, giving my father a firm nod, feeling the darkness biting at me. Suddenly, there's a sharp knock at the door, breaking the heavy silence of the room. Father gestures to the door, and I rise to reveal the frantic eyes of Lorenzo, who pushes past me to look at my father. "Don, I have an update."

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.”

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.

I murmured, recalling the words of her husband and brother. “Submissive, me? Never! I understand the mafia hierarchy and respect it. For example, I know when I can tease my brother and when I need to respect the Capo of the Camorra.” She started chatting excitedly, unbothered by my nudity. “Like when I fell in love with Frank, he acted as my brother and didn’t try to stop me. He knew he’d taught me to choose someone who would honor not just the mafia.” “It’s incredible that you managed to marry for love in the mafia, especially with your family being at such a high level.”

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.

I could see joy, real joy on their faces. They smacked me for playing with their emotions, they laughed and smiled. "Okay uhm, I need answers, like from scratch, because... how?", was the only thing she could say. "I'm Amber, like I said earlier. I'm the oldest brother. Aaron, second, Asher third, you're the last", he started. "This story may or may not scare you, just listen to the end and please don't say anything", i said. She nodded. "Okay, so we had a mom and dad, unfortunately we're not from a normal family, out father was involved in Mafia -"

"That’s bullshit." "It’s not! Our parents are married! You’re my stepbrother! Not just my best friend. I shouldn’t have kissed you to begin with!" I yell, my breathing heavy and my heart trembling from the words that leave my mouth. To my surprise, he chuckles. And he takes a step forward. This time, I don’t move back. I let him close the space between us and his harsh breath blows on my face as he speaks in a low, challenging voice. "Stepbrother? Is that who I am to you? Swear to me that’s who you see me as and I’ll take what you say. I won’t ever touch you again."