All Chapters of Claimed By My Mafia Step brother: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

VALENTINOLove made people weak. Weakness was for those who loved. It was a good thing that I would never be someone like the soldier I shot. I would never sell out my business for a woman. Love was blocked from the stone that formed around my heart all those years ago. The only love I had was for my guns which aided me in the deaths of those who betrayed me.My mind kept replaying the gunshots that pierced through one of Dimitri’s soldiers. I never expected to obtain the expensive information that he shared with almost no problem. All I had to do was bring up the woman he loved, and he was ready to tell me everything, including something I never knew…Dimitri had a daughter. I smiled genuinely for the first time in years as I pulled back the trigger and took his life. Dimitri had a daughter. For once, I had the power to make Dimitri feel what I felt all those years ago.“Valentino!” Alex boomed out angrily as he stormed into my office. “What the hell are you planning?”A small, sarcas

“Your name is Anastasia, correct?” he asked. I could hear the slightest Italian accent in his voice. I wondered if he was the Romano guy everyone was talking about.“Anastasia Smith.” I grinned.He smiled slightly, nodding his head as he looked down at my body. His eyes settled on mine once again. It was the look he gave me—almost as if a lightbulb flicked on in his head the more he looked at what I had to offer. For some strange reason, I was not as nervous as I thought I should be.“My name is Valerio Vitali, the girls all call me V.V. Now, this interview is more like an audition. It isn’t going to be something you may be used to, and if at any point you feel uncomfortable, please be sure to let me know,” he kindly replied.Nodding my head, I felt relief flow through me.“I am going to have to ask you, do you have any experience in pole dancing?” he quizzed.“No, I’ve only worked as a waitress in a diner.”My heart pumped in my chest as he examined me. I wondered if he could see thr

His hair was slicked back and his eyes were focused on me. He had to be the most beautiful man I had ever seen. If it weren’t for the flashing red lights and the nonexistent, yet huge beware sign on his forehead, I might’ve actually been tempted to get his number.I grabbed a hold of the pole and did a pirouette that caused the men to throw money. Only then did my body swing around the pole before I stayed in the air, revealing almost all of myself as my legs split into a V-shape. The shouts began to get louder once I spun around and down the pole until my legs froze in the splits.Once again, my sight fell on the man. He was wearing a smirk on his face. My body moved of its own accord toward the edge of the stage. Men were quick to slide money into my boots, my bra, and my panties just so they could cop a feel.Finally, the music ended. I walked off the stage, hearing the foreign cheers of all the men. Just as I was about to head off to find Janice, my wrist was grabbed. A gasp fell

I bit down on my lip before looking around in search of Mr. Romano. He was nowhere to be seen. It was almost as if after our little heated session, he had disappeared.“If I tell you, you have to promise not to judge me,” I tell her.Her eyebrows were still raised as she awaited my answer. I grabbed onto her arm and took her somewhere more private.“You know Mr. Romano, right?” I asked.Her entire face dropped as she nodded her head slowly. “The man I told you to keep away from because he lives a very dangerous lifestyle?”“Yes,” I drawled out guiltily.“Gosh, Anastasia! What did you do?” she questioned.My shoulders dropped in defeat. I hated that I let him do what he did, but I didn’t hate how pleased he made me feel. It made my body ache for more, but I knew that I couldn’t let that happen.“I didn’t know who he was at first. When he asked for a private dance, I was going to let him down. Then, he offered me ten thousand dollars so I said yes because I really need the money,” I exp

She sobbed as she cut another chunk. I could only watch in horror as she did it again. Every time the scissors snipped, her sobs grew louder.After one last cut, she finally stopped. Her body stilled, but her weeping grew. Aria threw her hands up in her hair as her shoulders rocked to match the music of her sadness. I hurriedly wrapped my arms around my little sister, trying to protect her from her own pain. Aria responded by allowing me to hug her and keep her protected like I always swore to do. If that meant I had to protect her from the very disease killing her, then I would.When her crying died down, I rubbed her back soothingly. “Are you okay?”She sniffled. “I’m fine.”“Good. Now, let’s get this head as smooth as a newborn baby,” I joked. Aria cracked a smile before a snort climbed out of her throat. After kissing the top of her head, I called in a nurse, who helped me cut off the rest of Aria’s hair before we used hair clippers to really get it short. Once we finished, I watc