Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

“Your parents are ordinary people. They probably can’t accept that you are entering the world of the Mafia. I think you don’t have to rush to tell your parents. You can pretend that James is your friend. After all, didn’t he help you before? You can persuade your parents to invite James to dinner at your home,” Isabella said.

Isabella understood this feeling, as she had felt the same way at the beginning. Just the thought of entering the world of the Mafia had made her resist and avoid it in every possible way. However, she eventually found herself unable to live without Emanuele. It was strange. After getting used to this kind of life, she gradually adapted to the rules of this world. She knew she could die at any moment, but even so, she was no longer afraid, because she had found someone she liked.

She had never understood why her mother had married her stepfather, who was so much older than her mother and belonged to the dangerous world of the Mafia. Now she understood that when you truly meet someone you like, you don’t consider their external circumstances. Even if you didn’t like them at first, after a period of time, you would accept them.

Evelyn nodded. “I will give it a try.”

They had already moved back into their renovated house. Although someone had died in the house before, they had refurbished it. Compared to living in an apartment, having their own house was still preferable.

After returning home, Evelyn told her parents that she wanted to invite James to dinner.

Skye immediately said, “Why the sudden change of heart?” She frowned, obviously feeling hesitant. Although James had previously saved them, he was still a member of the Mafia. He looked so big and strong that one punch from him could kill her. To be honest, she was quite afraid of contact with such a person.

“Before, he saved you, didn’t he? I think now that things have settled down, and we have returned to our normal lives, we should thank this lifesaver,” Evelyn said cautiously, afraid of accidentally revealing too much.

“We should thank him. He saved me before. Without him, I might have died a long time ago. But I think we could thank him by going to a restaurant. Inviting him to our home might be too insincere,” Isabella said.

“Wouldn’t going to a restaurant lack sincerity? Mom, I told him before that you cook delicious food. James said he was looking forward to tasting the dishes you make,” Skye said, hesitating.

“But, do we really need to invite him to our home?” Skye asked.

“Since James wants to come, let him come. When we were living in the apartment, he was good to us. He helped us buy things, and he also protected us. Regardless of whether he is a member of the Mafia, he has been very kind to me, hasn’t he?” Billy interjected. His impression of James was actually quite good. Regardless of whether James was a member of the Mafia, since he had helped them before, there was nothing wrong with inviting James to dinner now as a way of repaying the favor.

Seeing her husband’s agreement, Skye said to Evelyn, “Alright, Evelyn, you can invite James over. Ask him what he likes to eat, and I will try to prepare the food he likes.”

Evelyn immediately hugged Skye and kissed her on the cheek, saying, “Thank you, Mom. I love you.”

Evelyn then called and invited James to dinner. She was determined to remind James to behave well and leave a good impression on her parents.

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When Emanuele returned home from work, he saw Isabella in the kitchen cooking with Lilly. She was wearing a white shirt and light blue jeans, a casual style that accentuated her slender waist and shapely figure, giving her a sensual air. As she busied herself in the kitchen, chatting with Lilly, the two of them laughing and talking, the entire apartment seemed much warmer.

He loved this atmosphere. Outside, he was a cold and ruthless person, especially when dealing with work. However, at home, he needed the warmth of family. The happiness brought by this marriage allowed him to completely relax.

He walked up and, as if no one else was there, embraced Isabella from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder. “Why did you suddenly want to cook today?” he asked.

Isabella was making the braised beef that Emanuele liked. She looked at the simmering beef in the pot, intending to transfer it to a plate when it was ready. Suddenly, she was embraced by Emanuele, surprising her. She wasn’t short, but Emanuele was much taller and easily enveloped her.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“You’re back?” Isabella looked at Emanuele.

Emanuele lowered his head and kissed Isabella on the lips. “The company wasn’t busy today, so I came back early.”

As long as things were calm in the Mafia, his work wasn’t hectic. The company was running smoothly, and he only needed to sign some contracts and review a few investment projects. So, he could come home early almost every day.

“That’s good. Why don’t you go and rest outside for a bit? I’ll have the meal ready soon,” Isabella suggested.

“No, I’ll just stay here and watch you,” Emanuele said softly. Watching Isabella cook was also comforting for him.

Lilly, observing the affection between Isabella and Emanuele, couldn’t help but smile. “Emanuele, your relationship with Isabella is really good.”

She had witnessed the gradual improvement of their relationship. Initially, Isabella had felt so insecure. Now, she had a happy smile on her face. She suddenly thought of Emanuele’s father. If he could see everything from heaven, he would surely feel gratified.

Isabella blushed slightly at Lilly’s words. Such public displays of affection made her a bit uncomfortable. However, Emanuele remained composed.

“Yes, Lilly.”

Emanuele held Isabella for a while, until the beef was ready. Then he let her go. After dinner, Isabella and Emanuele watched TV for a while. Feeling tired, Isabella prepared to go upstairs to rest, and Emanuele followed.

As soon as they closed the bedroom door, Emanuele stepped forward and embraced Isabella. He held her waist with one hand, enveloping her tightly, while the other hand grasped her breast, squeezing and kneading it through her thin clothes.

Isabella winced in pain, trying to push Emanuele away, but her lips were also captured by Emanuele’s kiss.