Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

Isabella knew she had to resist now.

She suppressed her nausea and said to William, “William, I can cooperate with you, but could you give me some time?”

William released Isabella, but his head still touched hers, their breaths intertwining closely.

Isabella felt like vomiting.

“Isabella, do you think I will let you go?”

“I know I’m tied to a chair right now. I have no way to resist whatever you want to do. If you want to rape me, I can only let you do so.” Isabella felt uneasy inside, her heart pounding wildly, but she maintained a calm facade.

“Isabella, you are clever. How did you suddenly know what I was thinking?” William seemed genuinely surprised. He reached out and stroked Isabella’s hair, his fingers threading through it.

It seemed he was quite satisfied now and wanted to get closer to Isabella.

Isabella couldn’t help but frown, “Although you can do that, don’t you think you’d be happier if I were more cooperative?”

“Think about it, me lying stiff under you, you wanting to have sex with me, it’s no different from handling a corpse. But if I accept you, take the initiative, do whatever you want, our sex life will be more joyful, right?”

Isabella looked at William, trying to appear composed. She was negotiating with William. Whether he would listen to her, she didn’t know, but she had to try.

Otherwise, if William raped her now, she would die. If he found the child, it would be even more terrifying.

William stared at Isabella carefully, their gazes meeting in the air. It seemed like he was trying to determine something, as if he wanted to discern if Isabella was lying through her eyes.

Finally, he let go of Isabella.

“I know you can’t accept it now, Isabella, but in consideration of our past, I’ll give you some time to think. Tonight, I’ll come back for you.”

With that, William left.

Isabella remained bound to the chair.

Damn it, she had no idea what time it was. She was in a sealed space, pitch black around her, with only a light above her head. She had no watch, no phone, and no idea of the time.

All she could do was wait as time slipped by, second by second.

But she didn’t stop trying to loosen the ropes binding her. William was quite skilled at tying knots, but using the methods Elisa had taught her, she had managed to loosen them a bit.

Damn it, it seemed William was indeed very cautious.

But there was still time. She was sure she could free herself.

With that in mind, Isabella continued her efforts to untie herself.

After what felt like a long time, she finally freed her hands from the ropes.

Isabella was sweating.

On such a cold day, she was sweating. This was terrible.

She untied all the ropes on her body and felt her pockets, discovering her gun was still there.

It was the miniature pistol Emanuele had given her. It was convenient to carry. After she became pregnant, she always carried it with her to ensure the safety of her child, just in case.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Thank goodness William hadn’t searched her pockets, or he would have found the gun for sure.

Feeling safer with the gun, Isabella relaxed a bit.

After freeing herself from the chair, she prepared to leave. She didn’t know how many guards were outside, but she should be able to evade them.

She had learned some combat and hiding techniques from Elisa, and now she could put them to use.

However, she had never been this brave alone. Previously, even though she had fought, it was always under the protection of Tony and Harry and their many guards. She had only managed to fire a gun barely.

But now, she had become so brave. She could be brave on enemy territory.

This was her last chance. Isabella was well aware that if she obediently complied, William would either rape her or have his men gang-rape her, and then kill her.

Just like the wives of many mafia bosses.

Once captured by the enemy, they would be raped and then brutally murdered.

No, she had to escape from here as soon as possible. She didn’t want to be tortured here…

Suddenly, Isabella heard footsteps behind her.

“Isabella, how did you escape?” William’s voice rang out.

Isabella was startled. Oh no! How did William find her?

“Do you think I left? I was watching your every move through surveillance. You’re quite something, Isabella. I tied you up so securely, but you managed to escape from me.”

Isabella turned to look at William.

She realized that William had already raised his gun and aimed it at her.

Her hand was in her pocket, touching her own gun.

But she knew that before she could draw hergun, William would kill her.

Isabella realized she had been careless. She hadn’t noticed the surveillance.

Of course, there was no one here, no guards, yet he could leave without worry. There had to be surveillance installed, allowing him to observe her every move. If he noticed any action from her, he could return at any moment.

William’s gun was aimed at Isabella’s head, a hint of a smile on his face. “Isabella, do you believe I can turn you into a corpse right away?”

Isabella said nothing. Fear was about to engulf her completely.

Her body started to tremble.

Despite her bravery and intelligence, she could tell that William truly intended to kill her.

In that moment, a sense of suffocation overwhelmed her, as if her claustrophobia was resurfacing once again.

Isabella took a deep breath, trying to remain calm.

William approached her and grabbed her by the neck.

“Isabella, I trusted you because of our past, but now you’ve let me down. From now on, I won’t listen to a word from you. You’ve hurt me.”

Suddenly, William roared, startling Isabella.

So this was his true nature, wasn’t it?

The gentle, sweet-speaking man from before was just a facade. The man standing before her now, looking fierce like a raging lion, was who he truly was.

Isabella felt the discomfort of being choked by William, the suffocation growing stronger.

Was she going to die here?

She wanted to reach for her gun, but her body suddenly felt weak, as if she couldn’t move.

At that moment, William flung Isabella to the ground.

Isabella instinctively covered her stomach. Goodness, the force with which she was thrown might harm the baby.