Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

“I’m not crying out of sorrow, I’m crying out of happiness,” Isabella said. “Emanuele, anyway, I am determined to divorce you, no matter what you think. You don’t have to think highly of me. I’m selfish. I just feel that being with you every day means facing so many dangers. I’m exhausted. Emanuele, please let me go.”

Listening to Isabella’s words, Emanuele did not believe her at all. He reached out and lifted Isabella’s face, forcing her to look at him.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Isabella, if you dare, say those words you just said again in front of me.”

Isabella: “…”

Emanuele’s gaze was too sharp, too bright, like a bright sun, and like a sharp knife.

Isabella knew that Emanuele often interrogated his enemies. His enemies were professionally trained, but she was not. Looking at Emanuele’s eyes, she felt an endless pressure in her heart, almost overwhelming her. She dared not look at Emanuele, let alone repeat those words in front of him. She felt that she would be exposed as a liar by Emanuele in a single glance. Previously, Emanuele had been influenced by her words, and he was very sad and upset, never doubting the truth of what she said.

But now, Emanuele had seen the truth about her body that she had deliberately hidden, he would no longer believe anything she said. Even if she was now showing a firm attitude, it was useless.

“Isabella, stop deceiving yourself. I know you left because of your health reasons. Come back to me, I will keep you safe. It doesn’t matter if we don’t have children. It will be just us in our own world. Isn’t that good? Although I am the head of the Mafia and need an heir, it’s not necessary to have my own child. Plenty of people would be willing to inherit my business, and they would treat us well too.”

Emanuele’s words actually made Isabella waver. Especially now, seeing him look at her with such a pleading look made Isabella soften even more. She rarely saw Emanuele in this state. He should be the high and mighty Mafia boss who would kill anyone he wasn’t happy with. But now, the more she saw Emanuele in this humble state, the more uncomfortable Isabella felt. She knew that Emanuele only showed this side when facing the person he loved. She felt sorry, and also afraid that she wouldn’t be able to leave just because of a few words from Emanuele. Because Emanuele was so good to her, she should leave even more. Otherwise, staying here would be pointless. She felt she would only bring trouble to Emanuele. As much as Emanuele loved her, and as much as she loved Emanuele, she couldn’t burden him. But Emanuele’s words now made Isabella feel a surge of bitterness, more sadness welling up in her heart, almost engulfing her like the sea.

She wanted to say some heartless words, but tears uncontrollably fell from her eyes.

Seeing Isabella cry, Emanuele panicked and reached out, pulling Isabella into his arms.

“Isabella, don’t cry, please don’t cry. It’s all my fault, I shouldn’t have pressured you. Isabella, I just don’t want you to leave me…” Emanuele held Isabella tightly in his arms.

Isabella’s crying made all the melancholy emotions in his heart disappear instantly. He couldn’t bear to see Isabella so upset. Her sadness hurt him more than any physical injury. Isabella was held in Emanuele’s arms, and she hadn’t felt this gentle side of him in a long time. She leaned on Emanuele and felt his arms wrap around her waist, holding her tightly. In that moment, Isabella felt an immense sense of security she hadn’t felt in a long time, being embraced by Emanuele in such a peaceful and loving manner.

The last time they were intimate, their relationship was still tense, wanting to fight to the death. But now, everything was different. Isabella leaned against Emanuele’s chest and gradually calmed down. Emanuele took Isabella and sat on the small sofa in Evelyn’s apartment, similar to the one Isabella used to rent. The sofa was so small that it looked crowded when Emanuele held Isabella. Emanuele buried his head in Isabella’s shoulder and whispered: “Isabella, let’s not separate, okay? I know what you’re worried about, but I promise you, I won’t regret it.”

Isabella looked at Emanuele and couldn’t help but furrow her brows, “But I… I’m really worried.”

Even though Emanuele was so certain now, she still didn’t believe. She believed in Emanuele’s feelings for her at this moment, but feelings can change. In the next few decades, with so many moments, could Emanuele still love her forever? If he no longer liked her and needed a child, what would Emanuele do to her?

“Since you’re worried, I can sign an agreement with you now. If I change my mind in the future and divorce you, all my assets will go to you.”

Isabella looked at Emanuele and said with a smile, “You won’t assassinate me by then, will you?”

As the head of the Chicago Mafia, Isabella believed that Emanuele was capable of doing so.

Emanuele furrowed his brows, “Don’t you trust me? Isabella, after all this time together, you still don’t understand me? If I like you now, even if I don’t like you in the future, I won’t hurt you.”

Emanuele felt a little sad that Isabella doubted him.

“I know, but I still can’t continue to be with you confidently, Emanuele. I’m not a qualified Mafia queen; in that position, I can’t bear children for you. What if your subordinates find out and are dissatisfied with me? What should we do then?”

Isabella thought, since Emanuele wanted to keep her by his side, she would go along with it. She didn’t want to worry about things that were unlikely to happen in the future. Just take it one step at a time with Emanuele. Emanuele was a bit angry that Isabella was worried even about this issue, but he also felt a bit sorry for her. God, how had Isabella managed to get through this period? Even a small problem like this made her so anxious. Who knows what she had been overthinking during this time? “Isabella, you don’t have to worry about these things. If I can’t handle such matters, how can I be a Mafia boss? No Mafia boss is incapable of managing their subordinates.”

Isabella thought Emanuele made sense. Maybe her worries during this time were indeed unnecessary?