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

The fat man was taken away, and Elena, with a disgusted look, twisted open a bottle of water and rinsed off her shoes. "Next time, could you give me something with a bit more skill involved? You have no idea how gross that guy's stare was."


Of course, I knew. That's why he’d be gone from the company by tomorrow.


“You guys can head back. I still have something to take care of.”


“The flight from Tokyo to Paris is about to land.”


I rubbed my sore neck. Since I booked the ticket on a whim, I couldn’t get a seat in business class, so I had to settle for economy. The long flight had left me exhausted.


When I turned my phone back on, messages flooded in. With the vibration mode on, it was like my phone had turned into a mini massager.


Most of the messages were from Marco. Joseph was probably still asleep, given that he wasn’t feeling well. Marco had sent me the meeting notes along with a few random updates.


60 Long Time No See