Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

Emanuele’s passion burned like a raging flame, and Isabella felt herself melting entirely in his presence.

His tongue lapped at her, sucking fiercely. Isabella’s fingers involuntarily tangled in Emanuele’s hair, gripping his head, urging him deeper.

Her desire was thoroughly ignited by Emanuele, yet it remained unfulfilled.

Damn, it’s this feeling that makes her feel as if her very soul is being drawn out by Emanuele.

Her body tensed, craving release.

At that moment, Emanuele ceased his actions.

Her body teetered on the edge of climax, but relief eluded her. Isabella felt her heart race, a discomfort that made her writhe, her eyes watery, gazing pitifully at Emanuele.

“Look at me, Isabella,” Emanuele licked his lips, still carrying Isabella’s scent.

This erotic gesture reminded Isabella of how Emanuele had seemed almost ravenous for her just moments before.

Unexplainably, she felt a mix of shyness and excitement.

And when Emanuele stood at her entrance, Isabella became even more exhilarated.

“Do you like it?”

Isabella nodded, “I do.”

“Then say, ‘Please, make love to me,'” Emanuele’s smile widened, appearing incredibly thrilled, a heightened sense of excitement evident in his entire being.

“Please, make love to me, Emanuele,” Isabella looked at him, her eyes brimming with longing.

This need made Emanuele’s body tense, all his heat rushing downwards. This made Emanuele no longer hesitate; he parted Isabella’s legs and entered her.

God, it’s amazing!

As Emanuele entered her, Isabella felt her once empty body instantly filled. Before she could react, Emanuele began to quicken his pace.

Too fast, Isabella felt as though her body might collapse under Emanuele’s force. Realizing she was still pregnant, she immediately said, “Emanuele, slow down, think of our daughter.”

Upon hearing Isabella’s words, Emanuele immediately slowed his movements.

However, in doing so, the veins on his forehead bulged as he struggled to control himself, trying to be gentle, moving slowly in and out of Isabella’s body.

Previously, Emanuele would never have slowed down, but now, considering Isabella’s pregnancy, he had to.

“Darling, I’m listening to you,” Emanuele kissed Isabella’s forehead, gently moving in and out of her.

Isabella felt herself being driven mad by Emanuele.

“Emanuele, a little faster, it’s okay,” Isabella moaned.

At this pace, it was truly agonizing for Isabella.

Upon hearing her, Emanuele immediately sped up.

Soon, Isabella climaxed.

Feeling the changes in Isabella’s body, Emanuele chuckled lightly, “So soon? Can you endure more later?”

After speaking, Emanuele embraced Isabella, changing positions and continued entering her.

Isabella had to endure Emanuele’s thrusts, reaching climax time and time again.

Finally, Isabella’s voice grew hoarse, and only then did Emanuele release her.

Emanuele carried Isabella to the bathroom for a relaxing bath before bringing her back to bed.

Watching Isabella, utterly exhausted and barely able to keep her eyes open, Emanuele reached out, planting a kiss on her head.

“Isabella, I love you. No matter what, I love you. Don’t worry about anything in the future.”

Isabella murmured in response, her voice lazy, as if she would fall asleep any moment.

Emanuele held her close, watching Isabella drift into a deep slumber.

In that moment, Emanuele contemplated many things.

He observed the reddish scars left by his biting on Isabella’s body, some even turning into bruises.

He had done this deliberately, especially in the places where William had once hurt Isabella, leaving red marks to cover the scars William had left on her.

In truth, those marks had long since faded, but he knew that in Isabella’s heart, those scars had not disappeared.

Isabella couldn’t let go, so every time she bathed, she intentionally scrubbed those areas, preventing them from healing. Now, he deliberately created some marks there, hoping to help Isabella emerge from that shadow with fewer wounds.

Thinking of this, Emanuele glanced at Isabella’s belly, which had already swelled; inside her belly was their child.

Who would have thought that Isabella, at just twenty-two, was already going to be a mother?

Though she was ten years younger than him, she was a brave, strong, and intelligent girl.

Meeting her, marrying her, Emanuele now felt incredibly fortunate.

Yet, he had failed to protect her and allowed her tosuffer so much.

Emanuele felt he wasn’t a worthy husband.

Moreover, William had not been caught yet. That man was as cunning as a fox, evading capture no matter what.

Damn it, he swore that if they caught William, he would make him suffer, make him suffer painfully.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

As he gazed at Isabella sleeping on the bed, he felt an unprecedented sense of tranquility, closing his eyes and falling asleep alongside her.

Isabella felt she hadn’t slept this well in a long time. After a satisfying rest, she turned in bed and suddenly found herself tightly embraced.

Emanuele lay beside her, awakened by her movement, immediately pulling her into his arms.

“Darling, you’re awake?” He kissed Isabella.

“I’m hungry.”

As her belly grew, so did the baby inside her, demanding more nourishment. She ate a lot now and felt hungry more often.

Emanuele promptly got up and called Lilly to prepare breakfast.

Once they changed and went downstairs, they could have breakfast immediately.

As Isabella dressed, she looked at the bruises and marks on her body, feeling somewhat helpless.

Emanuele had never left so many marks on her before, and they looked scary.

If someone saw them, they might think she had been beaten.

However, as she looked at the places where William had kissed and touched her, and now where Emanuele had done the same, she didn’t feel as pained as before. It was as if those areas had become clean.

Seeing Isabella staring at her skin, Emanuele smiled and embraced her from behind, reaching out to cup her breasts, “Why are you staring for so long? Are you not satisfied with the marks I left on you?”

Isabella furrowed her brow, “There are so many, it wouldn’t be good if someone saw.”

“Darling, I deliberately chose places that can’t be seen. Don’t worry, no one will see them.”

“Should I praise you for being so attentive then?”

Emanuele chuckled, “You could say that.”