Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

Watching Isabella suppressing her nausea, Pippo felt an unusual sense of joy. A smile played at the corner of his lips, his eyes fixed on Isabella, filled with excitement. He reached out, gripping Isabella’s chin, forcing her to look up at him. Her fearful eyes met the victorious gaze of Pippo.

“From now on, Isabella, you belong to me. You will obey my summons. Of course, if you don’t obey, that’s okay too. I have many ways to make you submit to me,” Pippo said, causing Isabella to feel as though she had been struck hard. She was still a bit bewildered. Why was Pippo acting this way? Wasn’t he a good person?

Pippo’s face remained the same as before, looking refined with his gold-rimmed glasses and well-fitted white shirt. Everything seemed just as it was. Even the curve of his smile showed little difference from before. However, his eyes had changed, filled with calculation and a bloodthirsty gleam. Ordinary people wouldn’t have such an expression. Isabella quickly associated it with someone.

“Are you William?” The one Emanuele had been investigating for so long without finding a trace?

Pippo smiled and nodded, admitting it. At that moment, Isabella was overwhelmed with shock.

He was William. But if he was William, did that mean he had infiltrated Chicago a long, long time ago? He had graduated from the same university as them and had worked at the hospital for several years. Who could have imagined that a ruthless demon, capable of killing, could also be a doctor?

Isabella was now very concerned that Emanuele might not realize Pippo’s true identity. What if he couldn’t find her for a long time? Perhaps Pippo would even appear in front of Emanuele as her friend. What would Emanuele do if he was caught off guard?

Thinking this, Isabella became extremely anxious. No, she hoped Emanuele would be clever enough to notice Pippo’s abnormality and not fall into his trap. Now she finally understood why she had been kidnapped from a heavily guarded apartment.

Pippo had come with Evelyn to their apartment for a visit. She had even shown them around upstairs, and Pippo had used her bathroom… It was probably from that moment that Pippo, no, William, had begun plotting all of this, planning to kidnap her.

Isabella’s emotions remained stable. After all, she had experienced many life-and-death moments before, so even though her mind was now inundated with information, she quickly calmed down.

“What about Evelyn?” Suddenly, she remembered how strange Evelyn’s messages had been whenever they chatted. It didn’t sound like her at all. She had found it odd before, but now she realized that it was probably because the person messaging her had never been Evelyn, but William.

Could it be that William had killed Evelyn? Isabella felt a sense of panic growing inside her. If that was true, then… she had lost her best friend. Evelyn had been innocently implicated and died a tragic death, and Isabella would feel guilty for the rest of her life.

“Evelyn is fine. I guess someone will save her.” William glanced at the surveillance footage on his phone, observing the scene inside his apartment. He couldn’t help but smirk. He didn’t feel bad that Evelyn had been rescued. He couldn’t take care of her now, so it was better for her to leave.

As expected, Emanuele was clever. After Isabella’s disappearance, he immediately trusted the people around him. Therefore, he quickly narrowed down the problem to either him or Evelyn. But unfortunately, no matter how smart Emanuele was, it was of no use now. Isabella was already in his hands, leaving him in a passive position.

Thinking this, William stroked Isabella’s hair and even placed it near his nose, taking in the scent of her hair, which made him feel very good.

“Isabella, I’ve realized that even after all this time, I still haven’t forgotten you.”

He had liked Isabella before, when she was just an ordinary person. Back then, he had wanted to pursue her. But later, when Isabella entered the world of the mafia, he had warned her not to associate with those people. Who would have thought that she wouldn’t listen to him? There was nothing he could do but put himself on the opposite side of her.

Yet after all this time, touching Isabella again made William realize that he still couldn’t forget her. This woman deeply attracted him, fascinated him. But Isabella found William extremely repulsive. His touch made her feel as if she were entangled by insects, and she wanted to get away from him. Alas, her hands and feet were currently bound, leaving her unable to escape.

“Pippo, no, it should beWilliam, don’t disgust me!” Isabella exclaimed angrily.

However, William just smiled. The angrier and sadder Isabella became, the more excited he felt. He even kissed Isabella’s cheek, running his tongue along it.

When the warm tip of his tongue touched Isabella’s cheek, her eyes widened in disbelief. She stared at William, her stomach churning, acid rising from her belly, causing her to retch. Except for when she was newly pregnant, Isabella hadn’t felt this nauseous in a long time. But now, William’s actions made her extremely sick.

Seeing Isabella retch, William hesitated for a moment. His smile vanished from his face, replaced by a cold and cruel expression.

“Why? Do I make you feel this disgusted?” William’s hand clenched Isabella’s chin, his anger evident.

Isabella felt as though her chin was about to be crushed by William’s grip, waves of pain shooting through her.

Feeling defeated, William, as a man, felt that his dignity had been severely challenged by making the woman he loved feel disgusted, unable to control her physiological revulsion.

Isabella allowed William to manipulate her face, remaining silent.

Seeing her like this amused William. Suddenly, he brought his face close to Isabella’s, pressing his forehead against hers.

This sudden proximity startled Isabella. His eyes locked onto hers as he suddenly pressed his mouth against hers.

At that moment, Isabella felt like a cat with its fur standing on end, her entire body covered in goosebumps, filled with unbearable disgust. She fiercely bit down on William’s lip, causing him to release her.

Blood trickled from William’s lip, adding a somewhat sickly vibrancy to his previously pale face, resembling a deranged being, a demon fresh from a kill.

“You bastard! I’ll kill you!” Isabella roared, her anger making her extraordinarily brave at that moment.

“Isabella, you’ve changed a lot. You used to be such a naive, kind, and passionate girl. Now you curse and threaten people. It seems that you’ve also been tainted by this filthy world,” William remarked.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

“Isabella, believe me, even though Emanuele is the head of the mafia, I have a thousand ways to make him die. If you don’t listen to me, I will make Emanuele die in front of you.”