Taming My Mafia Stepbrother. Novels & Stories

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.

“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.”

In a couple seconds I started rubbing my left nipple alongside, with my other hand. It kinda felt good and naughty at the same time. How do I tell people I was masturbating to the thought of my stepbrothers? Suddenly my door swung open revealing my stepbrothers. “What the fuck!” I shouted and quickly pulled up my blanket to cover myself. It was Zane, Axel and Thane, they froze for a second in shock then Axel acted like it didn’t just happen. “Hey stepsister,” he said with a laughing grin, “it’s time for the traditional ritual.”

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.

He yelled. I left, slamming the door behind me. And as I approached my room, my mind kept racing. My frustration collided with a sense of confusion, leaving me on the verge of tears. The hallway felt like a narrow corridor of this tension. What do you do when you get involved in a fight with your step brother with whom you have a thing for? This is way more painful than cramps. I can't believe this is happening to me. I can't believe my fantasy is slowly turning into a nightmare.

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?”

Chapter Four I was just eight-years old when I my father came back to our home. Yes, he left us for the Bruse Mafia. He worked there for years, he use all his knowledge to work to them but because of changes, he decided to leave that organization. And of course, the consequences of that, he'll die. And so as my Mom. But little did we know, before that tragedy happened, when he came back, he introduced Freyia as my step-sister.

"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.