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Chapter 17: Dante
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Possessed by My Mafia Stepbrother Chapter 18: Valentina
Valentina's POVSunday brunch was our tradition. A time to relax, gossip, and pretend we weren't tangled in the complications of life and love. But this time, I wasn't sure if it would help or make things worse.I needed a distraction, and my friends were the best way to find one. After the emotional rollercoaster with Dante—his touch, his rejection, my anger—and then my date with Leon, my mind was a battlefield of conflicting emotions.The four of us sat at our favorite outdoor café, the sun warming our skin as the scent of fresh pastries and coffee drifted through the air. The patio was crowded with the usual weekend crowd, tables filled with laughing people enjoying the perfect weather. I'd chosen a corner table, my back to the wall—a habit ingrained from years in my father's world. Always be aware of your surroundings, always have an escape route.Raine, always the boldest of our group, twirled her mimosa glass between her fingers, her lips curling into a satisfied smirk. Her brig
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-09Possessed by My Mafia Stepbrother Chapter 19: Dante And Valentina
Dante's POVI didn't trust him.Leon. The cop. The ex.Something about him didn't sit right with me, and I wasn't the kind of man to ignore my instincts. The way he looked at Valentina, with that possessive gleam in his eyes—like he had any right to her after walking away—made my blood boil. So, I had the club dig into him, find out everything they could about the man who thought he deserved a second chance with her.Jax was the first to bring me the report, a smug grin on his face as he dropped a file onto the table at the club. The Devil's Forge was quiet this early in the day, just a few members nursing beers in the dim light, the smell of cigarettes and leather hanging in the air."You're gonna love this," he said, sipping his beer, satisfaction gleaming in his eyes.I opened the folder, scanning the information inside. Police academy records, performance reviews, personal background—nothing left uncovered. My jaw tightened as I read the details, anger building with each word.Leo
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-09Possessed by My Mafia Stepbrother Chapter 20: Valentina And Dante
Valentina’s POVThe fever crept in slowly, a dull ache settling in my limbs before the chills and exhaustion took over completely. By the time I realized I was truly sick, my body had already surrendered to it. My head throbbed, my skin burned, and even the thought of leaving my bed felt impossible.Somewhere between my fitful dreams and fevered haze, I heard a deep voice murmuring to me. A hand pressed against my forehead, warm and steady. A blanket was pulled up to my shoulders, tucking me in with surprising gentleness.When I finally managed to open my eyes, the dim light of my room barely registered. My body ached as I shifted, and then I saw him.Dante.Sitting at the edge of my bed, arms crossed, watching me with unreadable eyes.“You’re awake,” he said, his voice softer than usual.I swallowed, my throat dry and scratchy. “What…?”“You’re sick,” he said simply, standing up and walking toward the nightstand. He picked up a cup and brought it to me. “Drink this.”I stared at him
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-09Possessed by My Mafia Stepbrother Chapter 21: Valentina
Valentina's POVA week passed in a blur of work and restless nights.Dante's absence should have brought me relief, should have allowed me to clear my head and focus on something—anything—other than the constant pull between us. After that night when he carried me from the bathroom to my bed, when he took care of me with a tenderness I hadn't expected, he had suddenly disappeared. No explanation, no goodbye. Just gone.But instead of relief, his absence had the opposite effect.I distracted myself the only way I knew how—by throwing myself into work. I stayed late at the office, buried in documents and legal drafts, pretending that the lingering ache in my chest wasn't because I missed him. The fluorescent lights of the empty office became my constant companion, the hum of my laptop the only sound breaking the silence of late nights.And maybe I did miss him.Not just his presence, but his teasing, his intensity, the way he looked at me like I was the only thing in the room that matte
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-09Possessed by My Mafia Stepbrother Chapter 22: Valentina
Valentina's POVBy the time Dante finally set me down at home, exhaustion had overtaken my frustration. After carrying me through the office parking lot and all the way to his car—ignoring my protests and the curious glances of late-night security guards—he'd been surprisingly gentle getting me home. I barely had the energy to change into my pajamas before collapsing onto my bed, slipping into a deep, dreamless sleep.When I woke the next morning, I felt lighter—physically and mentally. The fever was gone, the weight of exhaustion no longer pressing down on me. Sunlight streamed through the curtains I'd forgotten to close, bathing the room in a warm glow. For the first time in days, my head felt clear, my body rested.Stretching lazily, I glanced around my room, only to find something unexpected on my nightstand.A bowl of soup. Still warm.Next to it was a small folded note with Dante's unmistakable scrawl, the letters strong and confident, just like him.*Rest. You're not working to
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-09Possessed by My Mafia Stepbrother Chapter 23: Valentina
Chapter 23: ConnectionsValentina's POVThe city lights blurred past as I rode in the back of a cab, my mind tangled in thoughts I didn't want to face. Leon's abrupt change in mood gnawed at me. He had been warm, affectionate—until I asked him to be gentle. That was when something shifted. He hadn't been angry, not exactly. But there was something else behind his reaction. Restraint. Frustration. A coldness that hadn't been there moments before.And I had a sinking feeling I knew why.He thinks there's something between me and Dante.The idea sent a rush of conflicting emotions through me. Guilt, because maybe there was. Confusion, because I didn't know what to do about it. Fear, because acknowledging it meant stepping into dangerous territory.If Leon thought that, it meant my relationship with Dante wasn't as subtle as I had convinced myself it was. It meant other people—outsiders—could see the tension between us. The electricity that crackled whenever we were in the same room. The
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-09Possessed by My Mafia Stepbrother Chapter 24: Dante
Dante's POVWhen I got home, something felt off.The house was quieter than usual. Too quiet. The mansion always had a certain energy to it—staff moving about, my father's associates coming and going, the subtle hum of activity. But now there was nothing but silence, heavy and foreboding.I moved through the hallways, my boots echoing against the marble floors, tension coiling in my gut. The sound reverberated through the empty spaces, only intensifying the absence I could already sense.Valentina should have been here. She was still recovering, and I had explicitly told her to rest. I had left the soup, arranged for her day off, made sure she had everything she needed. She should have listened.But her room was empty.I pushed open the door, already knowing what I'd find. The sheets were untouched, her closet half-open with missing clothes, and the faint scent of her perfume lingered in the air like a ghost—a reminder of what should have been there but wasn't.I clenched my fists, a
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-09Possessed by My Mafia Stepbrother Chapter 25: Valentina
Valentina's POVI sat in his lap, feeling his hardness against me, the evidence of his desire impossible to ignore. My chest heaved with each breath, my body responding to his touch in ways I couldn't control. The moment stretched between us, electric and dangerous."Who are you fucking moaning for?" Dante growled, his voice harsh as his thumb roughly pressed against my clit.The pressure was almost painful but exquisite, sending sharp waves of pleasure through my body. I bit my lip hard enough to taste blood, desperately trying to maintain some semblance of control, but my hips betrayed me, grinding shamelessly against his hand."Answer me, you little tease," he demanded, his gray eyes darkening with something dangerous as he watched me come undone. His free hand suddenly gripped my throat, applying just enough pressure to make my pulse race faster."You," I gasped, the admission torn from my throat. "Only you."His lips curved into a cruel, victorious smirk. "That's fucking right, k
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Possessed by My Mafia Stepbrother Chapter 40: Valentina
Valentina's POVI slammed the door behind me as I entered the room, my heart hammering against my ribs. The smug look on Dante's face when he'd called me "little cat" made me want to both slap him and kiss him senseless. How dare he act so possessive when he'd clearly been with countless women?"Arrogant bastard," I muttered, pacing back and forth across the small guest room I'd been assigned.I felt agitated, restless, like my skin was too tight for my body. The hypocrisy of it all drove me crazy. He had so many sexual partners himself—that lingerie in his apartment was proof enough—so why should he control me? What gave him the right to dictate who I could or couldn't be with?The memory of that burgundy lace made jealousy flare hot and vicious in my chest again. I pictured Dante with some faceless woman, his hands on her body, his mouth on her skin, and the image made me want to scream. Or break something. Preferably over his perfect, arrogant head."It's not fair," I whispered, si
Possessed by My Mafia Stepbrother Chapter39: Dante
Dante's POVMy stepsister is too naive. In this club, no one dares to touch my woman. She has no idea how things work here, how respect and fear maintain the hierarchy. She doesn't understand that in this world, I'm king.For instance, just now, there was a guy—Miguel, one of our newer prospects—staring at my stepsister as we walked back toward the clubhouse. His eyes traveled down her body, lingering on places they had no business looking. With just a glance from me, he immediately lowered his head, suddenly finding the ground fascinating. Timid men like that don't deserve my stepsister's love. They'd never be able to handle a woman like Val."What are you smiling about?" Val asked, her eyes narrowed with suspicion.I hadn't realized I was smiling. "Just thinking about how little you understand about this place.""Enlighten me then," she challenged, crossing her arms in a way that pushed her breasts up, making my mouth go dry.I moved closer, crowding her space deliberately. "It's be
Possessed by My Mafia Stepbrother Chapter 38: Valentina
Valentina's POVThe next day, I decided I needed some fresh air. After spending the night tossing and turning in the unfamiliar bed at the clubhouse, my mind racing with thoughts of Dante and that burgundy lingerie, I needed to clear my head.As I pushed open the heavy door that led outside, the bright morning sunlight momentarily blinded me. I noticed several men lounging around the front of the club. Some worked on motorcycles, others smoked cigarettes, but all of them shared the same intimidating look – leather cuts, tattoos, hard eyes that had seen too much. A few of them turned to stare as I emerged, their gazes lingering on my ass and tits in a way that made me uncomfortable.One guy with a full sleeve of tattoos whistled low under his breath. Another one, tall with a shaved head, nudged his friend and muttered something that made them both laugh. I lifted my chin and started walking toward the street. I wasn't sure where I was going, but anywhere would be better than staying c
Possessed by My Mafia Stepbrother Chapter37: Dante
Dante's POVThe meeting had wrapped up, but Jax and I stayed behind, nursing our drinks while the others filtered out of the back room at The Devil's Forge. Matteo had just left, giving me one of those knowing looks he was so good at."You know, Dante loses his mind whenever Val is mentioned," Jax said with a smirk, leaning back in his chair. "I've never seen you this way over a woman before. Especially not your sister."I shot him a warning glare. "You better keep your mouth shut if you don't want Raine finding out about your little adventure with those twins in Vegas last year.""Low blow, man." Jax winced, but recovered quickly. "But Raine and I aren't officially together yet.""That's not what she thinks," I countered. "I've seen the way she looks at you."Jax swirled his drink, a flash of something genuine crossing his face before his usual carefree mask slipped back into place. "Do what you want. I think you should be more worried about yourself.""Why's that?" I asked, taking a
Possessed by My Mafia Stepbrother Chapter 36: Dante
Dante's POVThe dimly lit back room of The Devil's Forge smelled like cigarettes and whiskey. Perfect for secrets. I leaned back in my chair, watching as my uncle Matteo tapped his fingers against the wooden table. Jax and two other trusted members of our motorcycle club sat around us, faces serious in the low light."So," I said, breaking the silence. "Let's talk about those two girls from earlier."Jax snorted, taking a swig of his beer. "What's there to talk about? They're in, aren't they?"I grinned, turning to my uncle. "Do you know why they agreed so easily to come back to the club with us? Especially Hilary's eagerness." I leaned forward, enjoying the way my uncle's expression shifted. "I suspect she might have a crush on you, which is absurd considering your age is old enough to be her father."Matteo's face hardened. "I see her as a daughter."I shrugged, not believing him for a second. The way he'd looked at Hilary wasn't paternal. Not even close. "Sure you do. Keep telling
Possessed by My Mafia Stepbrother Chapter 35: Valentina
Valentina's POVAs I stepped into the apartment, I froze. This wasn't some bachelor pad or crash site. This was a real home. The kitchen, living room, and dining area flowed together, open and spacious.I ran my fingers along the smooth countertop. Silver-grey walls, worn black furniture, blue accents everywhere. The same blue as Dante's eyes. Something about it made me feel safe. Like I belonged here.The kitchen surprised me with its fancy appliances. Everything spotless and organized. I remembered when Dante made me soup that time I was sick. The memory hit me out of nowhere - him standing over the stove, stirring carefully, checking if it was too hot before giving it to me.He'd mentioned learning to cook after moving in with his uncle. I realized how little I actually knew about his day-to-day life now. I'd researched him thoroughly before our parents' wedding, but that file was full of facts, not the little details that made him who he really was. Yet somehow, I felt like I unde
Possessed by My Mafia Stepbrother Chapter 34: Valentina
Valentina's POVThe rumble of Dante's motorcycle vibrated through me as we followed Matteo's car to The Devil's Forge. I held onto Dante's waist tightly, feeling every shift of his muscles through his leather jacket.When we finally arrived, my legs felt like jelly as I climbed off the bike."First time on a motorcycle?" Dante asked, steadying me with a hand on my arm."Is it that obvious?" I laughed nervously."You squeezed me so hard I could barely breathe," he said with a smirk."Sorry.""Don't be. I liked it."My cheeks heated at his words. Before I could respond, Sheila bounced over, Matteo close behind her."That was amazing!" she gushed. "Matteo, you drive so fast!"Matteo grinned, clearly enjoying her enthusiasm. "Wait till you see inside."We approached the entrance where two massive men stood guard. They straightened immediately when they saw Dante."Boss," one of them nodded."Rex," Dante acknowledged. "These two are under our protection. Make sure everyone knows.""Got it,
Possessed by My Mafia Stepbrother Chapter 33: Valentina
Valentina's POVMy brother Dante moved through the house with practiced precision, checking each room methodically. I found myself leaning against the doorframe of my bedroom, watching his broad shoulders as he inspected every corner, every shadow. "Clear in here," he said, his deep voice sending an involuntary shiver down my spine. His gray eyes scanned the room one final time before landing on me. "You sure you haven't noticed anything strange lately? Anyone watching the house?"I shook my head, trying to ignore the way my body responded to his proximity. "Nothing. It's been quiet."Sheila appeared behind me, her arms folded across her chest. "I told you, we're fine. This neighborhood is boring as hell."Dante raised an eyebrow, clearly not convinced. "Then explain why someone's been watching this place.""Maybe they're checking out Valentina's virtual boyfriend," Sheila said with a smirk."Some girls need a little help relaxing before bed."I froze. A deep crimson blush spread acr
Possessed by My Mafia Stepbrother Chapter 32: Dante
Dante's POVThe drive to Sheila's house was quiet, but my mind was anything but. After confronting that bastard Leon—my sister's ex-boyfriend—I'd insisted on taking Val home myself. I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off about him, the way his eyes had lingered on her a second too long, filled with something that looked dangerously like obsession."You're quiet," Val said, breaking the silence. Her voice was soft in the darkness of the car, the passing streetlights casting shadows across her face. It was strange how comfortable I felt with her beside me, how quickly she'd become someone I actually *wanted* to talk to."Just thinking about that asshole back there," I replied, my hands tightening on the steering wheel. "Has he always been that possessive?"Val sighed. "Leon's always had issues with boundaries. It's part of why we broke up."I glanced at her, noticing how she'd drawn her knees up to her chest, making herself smaller. "You deserve better than that," I said b
