Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

Isabella knew Emanuele was angry. When Emanuele was angry, his face was dark, and his eyes were sharp like knives, ready to kill at any moment. Previously, Isabella might have been afraid of Emanuele’s anger, but now, after being with Emanuele for a while, she knew she was the most important person to him. So, when facing Emanuele, she could be fearless.

Isabella actually felt like she was taking advantage of Emanuele’s affection towards her, as she dared to boldly show him a brilliant smile, even in the face of his current anger, and then she reached out and hugged him. Isabella was petite, while Emanuele was tall and strong. She felt like she was hugging a tree trunk when she embraced Emanuele.

This man, tall and sturdy, she felt a sense of security when nestled against Emanuele. Isabella didn’t even realize how strongly she depended on Emanuele. Even though Emanuele was angry at the moment and seemed cold towards her, she still fearlessly held onto him.

She even said to Emanuele, “Emanuele, please don’t be angry. I’m afraid of seeing you like this.” Her tone carried a hint of grievance. Upon hearing Isabella’s grievance and carefully spoken words, Emanuele suddenly found himself unable to maintain his anger.

Initially, after hearing Phillip’s report, he was very angry when he returned home, intending to question Isabella. However, Isabella showed no fear and instead greeted him with a smile, hugged him, and even coquettishly flirted with him.

Emanuele was unsure if Isabella was pretending. Her current demeanor showed no signs of fear at all. Nonetheless, even if Isabella was putting on an act, Emanuele couldn’t help but soften towards her. Isabella had a grip on his weakness, even though he knew she might be pretending, deliberately trying to manipulate him into yielding.

Regardless, Emanuele couldn’t easily let Isabella off the hook. “I may not be upset with you, but Isabella, I hope you will tell me what you and Jessie talked about,” he said.

“We didn’t talk much. She just asked if I wanted to go to Europe with you both on the upcoming mission. She thought I might worry about what would happen between you two, considering you would be posing as a married couple. She felt insecure, so she asked me if I wanted to join you in Europe. I thought about it and declined.”

As Isabella spoke, Emanuele furrowed his brow. He found Jessie’s actions odd. Why would she inquire if Isabella wanted to accompany them to Europe? Did she truly care if Isabella misunderstood their relationship? She didn’t seem like that sort of person to him.

Individuals who had reached Jessie’s position were cunning and self-serving and only befriended those who could benefit them. Now, she was being unusually nice to Isabella. Did she consider Isabella someone she could manipulate?This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Emanuele realized Isabella’s only significant identity was his wife. He considered the prospect of Jessie being interested in Isabella solely because of her status as the Queen of the Chicago Mafia. Emanuele found this notion incredulous.

Nevertheless, he decided to let the matter rest since Jessie would be departing for New York the following day, and they wouldn’t meet again. He figured she wouldn’t be able to harm Isabella, and so he didn’t need to bother with her anymore.

He simply wanted Isabella to live well and in peace, free from any troubles. Isabella sighed in relief when she saw that Emanuele was no longer angry and immediately led him to the dining table to eat. During the meal, she picked out dishes for Emanuele, taking care of him with affectionate gestures.

Although Emanuele was still slightly displeased with Isabella, her sweet words and actions quickly extinguished his temper. “Isabella, I never thought I would one day be at the mercy of a woman,” he remarked. Before meeting Isabella, he wouldn’t have believed anyone who said he would eventually be tamed by a woman. Now, he had no choice but to believe it. Isabella had managed to control his emotions, causing him to get angry, upset, worried, all for her sake.

He used to be a cold and ruthless Mafia boss who never displayed such rich emotions. For individuals like them, the fewer emotions they had, the better they could control the situation. Conversely, too many emotions could lead to wrong decisions.

Emanuele was fully aware that it was because of Isabella that his emotions were so unpredictable. His enemies also knew Isabella was his most important person and could use her to hurt him. Protecting Isabella was a way of protecting himself and the Chicago Mafia.

Even though he didn’t like this situation, he knew he couldn’t help it. He couldn’t resist liking such things, no matter how carefully he tried to hide his feelings. His actions would ultimately betray him.

Those enemies were clever; how could they not know what he was really thinking? Unfortunately, Isabella was unaware of the truth. Upon hearing Emanuele’s words, she nonchalantly replied, “Thank you, Emanuele. You make me feel truly attractive and accepted.”

“In a few days, I will be going to Europe,” Emanuele stated. Isabella nodded, asking, “When will you be back? Grazia is returning to Chicago, and she will be sad if she doesn’t see you.”

“She’s coming to stay for two weeks. I promise she will see me in the last few days,” Emanuele assured. “I miss my little nephew as well.”

Thinking about Grazia’s child, Isabella thought about her inability to conceive and felt a bit depressed. She had always wanted a child and had been happy when pregnant before. However, her joy turned to sorrow after losing the child. Now, she could never have a child of her own, causing Isabella to grow increasingly despondent.

Seeing Isabella downcast and guessing she was saddened by something, Emanuele quickly realized his mistake. “Isabella, I’m sorry. I made you sad,” he said. He knew it was because he mentioned their daughter, who could have grown up just like him.

But now, that was no longer possible. Isabella was no longer able to bear children.