Taming My Mafia Stepbrother. Novels & Stories

I said with worry because it is very common for a mafia family to be targeted. “Brother, I am fine and I couldn’t stop myself from coming here when Mama told me that you finally found your other half and I can’t wait to meet my future sister-in-law. Mama said that she’s the sweetest girl she ever met.” Massimo said cheerfully and I patted my brother’s back who is growing into a fine young man. “Mi bambino, you can talk later, first go and change. The lunch is ready.” Mama came into the living room. She was smiling widely. I could see her true happiness seeing her two sons.

I just wondered how his brothers would be looking at us jealously. Marco increased his speed, he went wilder, making my pussy clench around him and weep as he filled it again and again. I could not hold back my moans and cries. This was a moment of sweet anguish. His hands found my throat, clasping it. The mafia mode activated. He was always so rough and I loved it. My mafia fucker!

Her next words nearly give me a heart attack. “There are two things, actually. Sebastian and I got married in Vegas two days ago.” My stomach drops. “What?!” “There was nothing I could do, Loriah.” She cries. “He brought it up and I couldn’t dissuade him. I’m so sorry.” This only means one thing — Zakari is really my step brother now. “I don’t have much time, but the second thing I want to tell you… Zakari killed his younger brother ten years ago. He murdered Jamal with his own hands…”

“Otherwise, we’ll officially have a full scale mafia war on our hands tonight.” The cool night air bites at my skin, and that’s when I notice the patches of wetness soaking through my dress pants. Stephon’s blood. It’s dark, sticky, and warm. A stark, visceral reminder of Scarfo’s reach. Thankfully, my suit is charcoal black, the spill invisible in the moonlight. I only need to go inside for a singular, non-negotiable moment. Collect Harper and get her back inside the reinforced walls of the mansion. “I need you to handle one last thing,” I say to Kris.

My family had spent generations relying on the blunt force of the Mafia—on intimidation, silver bullets, and the primitive violence of the street. My brother, Dante, had been the pinnacle of that stupidity. He had gone to Marseille with a god-complex and a handful of stolen serum, thinking he could break a Roux Alpha with chains. He had failed because he didn’t understand that you don’t break a wolf by hitting it. You break a wolf by poisoning the ground it stands on.

I close my eyes, gripping the edge of the sink tight. *“Don't be too long, Mama,” I shout out, knowing whenever she sets foot in the church, it could be hours before she comes out. “Emilio, my child, I want to go pray for the souls of your brother and you. I do not like these decisions you are taking,” Mama retorted, steeping down from the car. Ever since she found out my brother wanted to go back to the Mafia, she had been grumpy all day.

Like I was swimming in the ocean itself. “Today. Interesting. Tell me little one, what is the story between you and that arrogant man?” “Well, um. He… Is… Kind of my…” I looked down, unable to look him in his eyes, and whispered, “Step-brother.” “Your what?” “Step-brother.” My voice got a little bit more audible. “And he fucking tears you like that? Like fucking trash? How dare you stand for that?”

I made a fist as I stared up at him. “Dante,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “Someone will see us. Alistair—” He let out a low, humorless chuckle. “Alistair is busy drinking his weight in brandy and bragging about his new prize.” He closed the distance in a few long, predatory strides, his shadow swallowing me whole, shielding me from the ballroom windows. I could feel the heat of his body radiating toward me, heating up my cold skin. “This is the mafia, Julianna,” he said, his voice a rough rasp. “It’s dangerous. It’s risky. Don’t you know what you signed up for?”

"Lucifer is down, so now I am in charge. You won't hurt a single hair on the rival mafia or their men! We are returning back to our country. Am I clear!?" "Yes sir!" They all said together. I walked to Alesso and said. "I am sorry I took your pray from your hand but I promise you I won't let my mafia come between causing problems to you anymore. I am sorry for how my brother treated Maria." I was nervous to talk to him. He is sweet and caring in from it Maria, but when it comes to what he does, he becomes cold and deadly. "I can't say it's ok because it is not. But I won't accept this behaviour again." He says showing no emotions.

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?”