All Chapters of Hated By My Mafia Stepbrother: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"First and foremost, this is a work of fiction, and no correlation should be made with living people or incidents. The author doesn't support any of the ideology or the relationship— friendship or romantic— being presented in this story. This was merely written for entertainment sake, not to be followed and used as an ideal. There are many things that are wrong in this novel morally, and therefore, don't let this novel influence you."At the young age of six, Sylvia White had lost her father, and her mother turned to depression then, constantly drowning herself in alcoholism. After that, probably in order to get over her father, her mother, Lydia, engaged in relationships with various men.None of those lasted for more than a year. They were quick yet fleeting relationships, and it resulted in Sylvia changing houses very often to the point she had given up thinking her life could be otherwise.All of this made Sylvia to grow up faster than her peers and be more responsible. She had le

Making an effort to look excited, Sylvia clapped her hands together as she saw Lydia and Liam kiss.The wedding was held in a lavish garden. A canopy was set up decorated by foliage and various complementing flowers. Red roses, her mother’s favorite flower, was in abundance. Majestic and elegant floral accents beautified the venue.In a white gorgeous dress, coupled with that hours long make up routine, her mother appeared youthful and stunning. Opposite to her was Liam standing in a black suit, appearing regal and charismatic.Sylvia was at awe, thinking about the amount spent behind it.However, seeing how this was a wedding out of her mother’s dream, it seemed that Liam genuinely cared for Lydia— at least that’s the impression she got.What was off putting for Sylvia happened to be the number of bodyguards. Dressed in black suits, they were assigned all over the venue and on a look out. This did imply whether Liam was paranoid or his life needed constant protection.Sylvia believed

Sylvia woke up in cold sweats after dreaming of being shot at by Blake. Immediately sitting up on the bed following that, she patted on her chest to calm her rapidly beating heart.This was the first time she had seen a gun in action in real life, and the target had been her as well. It was scary to think of what could have happened if the trajectory of bullet had been different.Then, she heard the knocks, leading her to collect herself and get down from the bed before going over to open the door. Stood before her was a woman in her mid forties, dressed in an uniform. She was most probably a maid here.“Ms. Sylvia, you have been called for breakfast downstairs,” she enunciated.The formal tone caused the corner of her lips to twitch, and she voiced out, “Just stick with Sylvia. Give me five minutes. I will wash up.”°°°Walking into the dining room, she saw her mother feeding Liam, and seeing how the man complied along with it caused Sylvia to feel disgusted at them for not acting th

Right now, Sylvia believed that it would have been better if he had left her behind with those raucous and unruly youngsters.Although they didn’t look safe, at least Sylvia would have been able to think of a way to get to her safety.But now, sitting beside Blake while holding tightly on to her seatbelt, she hardly saw the lights of safety. She prayed desperately that a hint of mercy would emerge in Blake’s heart, and he would let her go.However, until now, there was no signs of it. In fact, he seemed to be enjoying the terror on her face as he wildly drove through the roads, barely caring about the rules.What was worse that she could smell the alcohol on him.One of the last thing Sylvia saw herself participating in was street racing. As someone who paid atmosphere care to the preservation of her life, why would she even think of taking part in something dangerous?She wasn’t nuts to risk her life for a moment of thrill.However, the teenage boy next to her didn’t share thoughts o

The second those words left her mouth, she found the tension in the car thicken further. From the corner of her eyes, she spotted the faint amusement that crossed Blake’s eyes.“No.”His tone left no space for argument.“You can't—”Before she could continue, he interrupted, “I am your guardian until you’re eighteen.”She gaped at that.Her mother was supposed to be her guardian. She transferred or shared the rights with Liam? Was that even legal? They weren’t related, and she didn’t obviously agree to this.Her eyes fell on his intense ones in the rearview mirror, and this kept her mouth shut.She will deal with her mother on this. The woman was to be blamed.°°°“Mom,” she called after Liam left for work the next morning.She spotted the woman in garden, talking with the housekeeper. Her glaring eyes caused her mother to stop the conversation and dismiss the housekeeper. Huffing, Sylvia stomped over to the woman.She knew that if she wasn’t serious and angry enough, the word wouldn’