Romans & histoires Taming My Mafia Stepbrother.

Different from the coldness in his voice from earlier. I nod, "I think so." I say simply and he slips his hand out of my grasp, then he turns his head to the direction of the thugs. "Good, now I can handle these amateurs." He said. The leader laughs, "Amateurs? Is that what you think of us?" He chuckles, "I'll show you what an amateur is." He said, charging at the stranger. "Then you'll learn not to interfere when men are having their fun." he says as he tries to punch him. But he easily dodges, bending down and giving the thug leader a punch in the gut. I gasp, as he spews out blood.

“ Steph , you and I know this is not the truth? Where is my brother? I asked. “ I don’t understand your question? What do you mean where is your brother? She asked. “ why do you ask as if I can raise the dead? Your brother is dead and that is the truth” she says. “ Steph, I will ask you for the last time about my brother? He says. “ Seamus, I think you should begin to take your leave , you have overstayed your unwelcome visit” he says. “ What will you do? Seamus? I am now a mafia Queen, I have my men and I can ask them to beat you up , remember that that you are the only one here and I have lots of my men” I she said.

I grabbed his collar, I was scared of him, more than anything but I’m more scared of seeing my brother get hurt. All the guards pointed their guns at me and he rose his hand up to stop them. This is his mafia, one click, and I’ll be dead… in front of my brother--- fuck. I quickly wrapped my brother’s eyes with my hands. “Don’t you know there’s a kid here…” He yelled at his subordinates. They all left as I was caressing my brother’s back. “I need to see the fountain…” Grey gripped my sleeves and I looked at the mafia standing before me.

You have the Mafia, and I have the Bratva, so I’ll advise you to watch your back, brother, because I’m coming for you, and I’m bringing fury and hell along with me. Mia is mine, she has always been, and she would always be. I know her more than you ever will, and I know she will come running back into my arms because she loves me. I know all about her, I know what she desires and I know how to pleasure her and make her happy. I understand her body better than you, I can make her scream in desire and bring her to orgasm. I’ve been doing it for years, brother. So don’t ever think that one night with her is going to change anything!

Amy sighed dramatically but let me drag her downstairs. I tried to reason with her, hoping to bring her back from the brink of whatever spiral she was on. When she went right for the Vodka, we all knew it was going to be a long night. "Amy, you do realize your uncle is the head of the mafia, and your brother is basically the devil reincarnated, right? If a guy even so much as makes you frown, their life is over." "Yeah, I guess." She sighed, her shoulders sagging as she pulled away from me.

he said softly "You're not the same ever since Jennifer stepped in. You're slowly changing into something else. What's happening to my younger brother?" I looked up but I heard the door close and I clenched a fist with my hand. What the heck is going on with me? "Don't stress over it." her voice said as she came out the shadows of the room "They're not worth it. Once you have the mafia you don't need them to become the best." I looked up at her as she stood in front of me. "But their important me." I said "No they're not." she sat down on my lap gently "Not when you're the boss of the mafia. They just have to do as they're told. You have me. You don't need them. They'll just hold you back."

He stood up as soon as he saw me and we shook hands. "I can't thank you enough for your help," he started, smiling heartily. "Friends are better than brothers uh?" I joked. He smiled but didn't say a word, instead he poured me a glass. "You and your brother need to put an end to these absurd fights. You both are just creating an imbalance in the Mafia society." I continued sternly, legs crossed as I accepted the drink he offered me. "It's not my fault. Mark is unbelievable, he won't just stop annoying me." He complained, his countenance signifying abhorrence and enmity.

Suddenly he started to laugh like I cracked a joke or something. "Oh god jaan! You are so naive! Looks like my brother did not tell you what we are in reality. We are mafia jaan real ones. We kill people like mosquitoes. I have lost count of the people I have killed till now. And I am not a human jaan, you said it correctly.

They just stood there, *** Mia’s voice was shaking; she was so angry as she went after Brandon. "You used your mafia brother to kill my sister? Seriously? How low can you get, Brandon?" Brandon didn’t even flinch. His eyes were like ice. "That sister? The one who dumped us on the streets? The one who kicked me out of my own company?" he sneered.

He yelled loudly, and almost immediately there were three hefty men in display. "Get this slut out of my property." He commanded, and they drag her up immediately. "A bitch always a bitch" sarafina glared at her. "Brother. Damn you need to be crown the brother, and lover of the year" sarafina said laughing, and Alessandro glared at him. "Hmm right, we aren't in good terms yet" she strached her head. "Brother I swear, I am going to be in the best behaviour, I may not going to get into troubles with the mafia, and I will keep her company" She said smiling, and Alessandro scoffed.