Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

Isabella felt that she was now Emanuele’s wife. Emanuele’s status meant he had to attend many banquets on a regular basis, and Isabella felt the need to accompany him.

Now she was also stronger, and she should get to know more people at the banquets. Emanuele watched as Isabella calmly returned to the dressing table and once again adjusted her clothing, hair, and makeup.

Meanwhile, he was filled with desire, with no outlet for it. Emanuele felt a burning sensation throughout his body, making him very uncomfortable.

“Isabella, I’m feeling really pent up right now. I really want to satisfy my desires,” Emanuele said, his voice strained, looking visibly distressed.

Seeing Emanuele in this state, Isabella actually felt sorry for him. So, she unzipped Emanuele’s pants and looked at the hard object beneath. She couldn’t help but smile. “How adorable.”

“Emanuele, do you know what you’re doing?” Emanuele growled softly. He had been barely containing himself, and now Isabella had gone and unzipped his pants. What was she thinking?

“Of course, I do, Emanuele. Isn’t this what you want?” Isabella said, finishing her sentence before kneeling down, and taking him into her mouth.

Damn it! Emanuele felt incredibly tense at that moment, looking at the petite woman in front of him, his desire reaching its peak. Emanuele felt he had fallen deeply in love with Isabella.

That evening, the banquet began, and Emanuele and Isabella arrived at the venue. Their appearance became the highlight of the event. Emanuele was now the most dazzling figure in Chicago.

Because of Emanuele, many people also stared at Isabella.

“Isabella!” At that moment, a voice sounded from beside her. Isabella turned to look and saw Clark. It had been a very long time since they had last seen each other.

Clark was still handsome, refined, and dressed as flamboyantly as ever.

Clark came over to give Isabella a hug, but Emanuele stopped him. “Clark, I didn’t expect to see you here.”

“I certainly had to come. Chicago is so safe now, and I still have business to conduct here. Emanuele, I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation in the days to come.”

Emanuele didn’t want him to hug Isabella, but Clark didn’t mind. He knew that Emanuele’s possessiveness was very strong. After all, he had almost married Isabella before. It was normal for Emanuele to be wary now. But Clark didn’t mind at all.

“Oh, by the way, Emanuele, Isabella, let me introduce you to my girlfriend, Madilyn.”Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Clark said, embracing Madilyn. Their relationship seemed very good.

Isabella looked at Madilyn. She was a beautiful girl with long, golden hair, like a princess. Her whole demeanor was very good, even when standing quietly, she looked like a painting. However, her eyes still revealed restraint, anxiety, and caution, as if she didn’t quite fit into their world.

At that moment, Isabella suddenly thought of when she had just entered the world of the Mafia. Back then, she had felt the same way, as if she didn’t belong in this world, speaking and acting cautiously, afraid of being pulled into this world. But later, she had no choice but to enter this world. Emanuele had cruelly dragged her in, making it impossible for her to continue her previous life.

Isabella nodded at Madilyn. Madilyn looked at Isabella and smiled back. Although young, she could judge a person by their aura. Isabella was the gentlest woman she had seen in a long time, even though she was Emanuele’s wife. But she dared to guarantee that Isabella had never been a Mafia princess.

Madilyn had been feeling a bit bored recently. She had been kept in the villa by Clark until today, when she was finally allowed to go out. After she had discussed the conditions with Clark, she went to see her mother, but it was only a brief meeting before she had to leave. During that meeting, she couldn’t say anything, only telling her mother that she was leaving France to study abroad for a while. At that time, her mother was worried and wanted to come along, but Madilyn had to coax her for a long time to reassure her.

They had been living together for all these years, and her mother had not remarried for her sake. Now that she had left, she knew her mother would feel lonely. But she had no choice. Although Clark seemed to be very nice and gentle to her, she knew he was a cruel person at heart. He was good to her only because she had something he liked. He liked her appearance, and back in the dungeon, he had been captivated by her. If not for that, Emanuele would probably have killed her.

She should be grateful to Clark for letting her live well. Emanuele also noticed Madilyn, but he didn’t pay much attention to her. Although she was Frederick’s granddaughter, he had once tried to kill her. Now that she was with Clark, and had little contact with Frederick, he didn’t need to see Madilyn as an enemy.

After Clark introduced Madilyn to Isabella and Emanuele, he asked Isabella, “Isabella, I’ll be busy with business in Chicago for a while. When I’m busy, Madilyn might feel bored. Can you take her out for a walk?”

Clark wasn’t worried that Madilyn would leave. Even if Isabella took her out, his people would follow. He wanted Isabella to take Madilyn out, but he was concerned about Madilyn’s emotional state. When he had taken her to Canada before, she had been locked in a room and had become depressed, almost attempting suicide. So he had started taking her out from time to time. Madilyn was obedient and well-behaved, like a little cat. He wasn’t worried that she would leave him. Perhaps when he grew tired of her, he would let her go.

Clark wanted Isabella to take Madilyn out, but Emanuele refused, saying, “Isabella is very busy now. She works every day and also needs to meet her friend Evelyn. Evelyn is quite introverted and doesn’t like meeting strangers.”

Emanuele’s cold and dismissive refusal made Clark furrow his brow. He had seen Evelyn many times, and that girl was so outgoing she could chat with anyone, even a dog on the street. What was Emanuele playing at?! Introverted? Who was introverted?!

However, looking at Emanuele’s warning gaze, Clark knew that Emanuele was giving him an out. He didn’t directly state the real reason.