When I turned 18, my mother married my stepfather, a retired mafia kingpin, and I moved with her into a luxurious mansion.
Just when I thought my life was heading toward happiness, my stepbrother, the new mafia boss, stormed into my life.
He was like a devil, with delicate eyebrows, a high, sharp nose, and lips that were always tightly pressed together beneath a cold expression. Every time our eyes met, I felt a chill run through me, making it hard to breathe.
I tried my best to avoid him, but he had no intention of letting me go.
“My stepsister, from the moment I first saw you, I knew I couldn’t let you go. You can’t escape—you’re destined to be mine.”
I stared into his possessive eyes as his body pressed down on mine.
“No, you're my stepbrother, we can't……"

Falling for My Mafia Stepbrother

Joseph brought us breakfast, and after eating outside, we entered the museum, which displayed precious artifacts from different countries.


At first, I was really excited, but as the guide talked, I learned that these artifacts didn't originally belong to this country, and my enthusiasm waned.


"What's wrong? You seem upset." Jasmine nudged me when we moved to the next section.


"Nothing, just feeling a bit emotional." I sipped my kiwi smoothie.


Our next stop was the aquarium. Honestly, it wasn't that exciting, but since I never saw these kinds of things as a child, and Joseph and Jasmine liked to take me to such places, I went along.


Halfway through, a man in a brown suit approached us. "Harper."


I looked closely before recognizing him as the professor Marco had introduced me to on the first day of school. He was always in a rush, so aside from seeing him in class, we hadn’t interacted much.


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