Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

Isabella, panting, noticed Emanuele kneeling in front of her. She opened Emanuele’s pants, and upon seeing his impressive size, couldn’t help but swallow hard.

Isabella reached out, caressing Emanuele’s erect member. Sensing Emanuele’s body trembling, a new sense of excitement swept over Isabella.

Before, Emanuele had been in control, but now, was it her turn to take charge? A desire for challenge suddenly welled up in Isabella. Her hands explored him, and then she opened her mouth, taking him in.

With the movement of Isabella’s tongue, she felt Emanuele’s gaze filled with desire, a deep, dark intensity that made him look like a wild beast. She wasn’t afraid; instead, she found it especially appealing.

Soon, due to instinctive reactions, Emanuele’s hips began to move, making Isabella suck harder. She could feel Emanuele’s pleasure building up; he was in a frantic sprint.

“Fuck! I’m about to release,” Emanuele roared.

Soon, Isabella felt liquid exploding in her mouth, filling it, and she swallowed it all.

Emanuele took a moment to catch his breath. His arousal returned, and he positioned himself at her entrance. With a thrust, he entered Isabella completely.

The room was filled with sounds of heavy breathing, moans, and the collision of bodies.

Isabella felt like her body no longer belonged to her. Emanuele kept changing positions, tossing her into wave after wave of climax. In the end, as she started to feel drowsy, he still found ways to arouse her until both were exhausted, and Emanuele finally let her go.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Emanuele held Isabella in his arms, feeling the smoothness of the woman in his embrace and the flushed face after climax. He couldn’t help but kiss her cheek.

“Did you enjoy it?”

“Enjoyed,” Isabella said.

She felt they could never be apart from each other.

Emanuele couldn’t help but laugh, stroking her hair. “You always give me new experiences, Isabella. I love how you act like a seductress in bed; it gives me a special sense of accomplishment.”

A man’s sense of achievement undoubtedly came from two things: success in his career and affirmation from his woman. Emanuele had both.

“Let’s sleep, Emanuele.” Isabella was already drifting into a deep sleep after saying this.

…

Evelyn recovered consciousness faster than Isabella had anticipated.

The next day, when Isabella went to see her, Evelyn was already awake.

“Evelyn, you’re awake? That’s great.” Isabella held Evelyn’s hand, trying not to exert too much force, despite her excited emotions.

However, Evelyn looked at her with a bewildered expression, as if unsure of what had happened.

“Isabella…” It took a while before Evelyn spoke, as if repeatedly confirming whether the person in front of her was truly Isabella.

Her voice sounded hoarse, unlike the clear tone from before.

Isabella felt a pang of pain, but she knew that Evelyn waking up was a positive sign.

Even though Evelyn had awakened, she still needed to undergo various examinations by the doctors.

In the end, the doctors informed Isabella that Evelyn had experienced a brief period of amnesia, and her ears were damaged, requiring time for recovery. The extent of her eventual recovery remained uncertain.

Isabella was deeply saddened, but in front of Evelyn, she tried to maintain a calm demeanor.

“Evelyn, the doctor said you would recover soon,” Isabella said with a smile, making her voice louder so that Evelyn could hear clearly. This act saddened Isabella deeply.

“I… I don’t know what happened. I can’t remember. I just remember going out with Pippo, and after that, everything is a blank.” Evelyn looked perplexed, as if trying to recall the moments she lost.

However, the more she tried, the more her head hurt, forcing her to stop and refrain from remembering.

Isabella felt a deep sorrow, but she tried to encourage Evelyn. “You had a car accident, went into a coma, and now you’ve awakened. Forget the cruel experience from before, Evelyn. I was worried you wouldn’t wake up.”

Isabella hugged Evelyn. Pippo gently held Evelyn’s hand, comforting her.

“Evelyn, it’s okay. It’s over, darling. You’ll get better.” Pippo kissed her forehead.

Will everything truly get better? Evelyn looked at the people in the hospital room, concerned.

After a while, Emanuele also arrived. He had informed Isabella in advance, afraid that his presence might startle Evelyn. Isabella walked out of the room to see Emanuele.

“I’d like to check on Evelyn. You don’t mind, do you?” Emanuele asked, feeling a bit nervous for some reason.

He had never felt this way before. With strangers, if he found them unpleasant, he could easily trample them underfoot. However, Evelyn wasn’t just anyone; she was Isabella’s friend. Because he cared about Isabella, he also cared about Evelyn’s emotions. He didn’t want his presence to affect Evelyn.

Remembering that Evelyn had expressed a desire to meet Emanuele before, and Emanuele had been too busy dealing with Frederick, Isabella thought, “Now they can finally meet. It might not be the best time, but who cares? I believe Evelyn won’t be scared of Emanuele.”

With this in mind, Isabella took Emanuele’s hand and led him into the hospital room.

“Evelyn, guess who’s here? My husband, Emanuele!”

Evelyn saw Emanuele and paused. She had heard about this man before. He was the most famous and dangerous man in Chicago, but he was adored by many women. Now, this man was standing in front of her, even more handsome than the pictures she had seen online. Despite not saying a word, his imposing presence made her nervous.

“Hello,” Emanuele greeted first, breaking the silence. “Nice to meet you.”

“Hello,” Evelyn replied, a bit nervous. However, thinking that he was Isabella’s husband, she had nothing to fear.

“I heard about your car accident, so I came to check on you,” Emanuele said, deliberately showing a smile. He usually maintained a serious expression, but in front of Evelyn, he forced himself to smile.

Little did he know, this smile looked even more frightening to Evelyn.

Emanuele’s gaze shifted to Pippo. Initially planning to greet him, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity upon seeing Pippo.

“Hello, Mr. Lombardi. I’ve heard about you before. It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Pippo greeted Emanuele.

Emanuele, after some thought, realized that he might have come across Pippo during the investigation of Isabella. Without dwelling on it, he shook hands with Pippo.

They chatted in the hospital room for a while. Seeing Evelyn looking fatigued and about to sleep, Isabella immediately took Emanuele out of the room.