All Chapters of THE GODFATHER'S SIBLINGS: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Manfred Russo POV “It’s been a while since you checked in with your father, you should call him,” I tell her, placing a cushion under her hips to ensure every drop of my cum stays inside her. Dr Fererro tells me that it’s very rare for a woman to get pregnant within the first month of trying, but that doesn’t stop me from being disappointed that we were unsuccessful. I will do all I can to ensure that, this month, we do not fail. “I think that would be a little awkward, right now.” Amara looks down at her body and giggles, proving that she’s forgiven me for being absent these past few days. What she won’t know, is that I suffered just as much as she did. I had to gain back some control and test myself. I needed some space away from her and all the feelings she put inside me. Although, all it proved is that I’m every bit as weak as I thought I was. The amount of times I almost gave in and went to that basement, just so I could fuck her out of pure need, is embarrassing.“I do recall t

Manfred Russo POV I left her sleeping, with her hair feathered out over the pillow like an angel, and her pussy full of my cum. I’ve never fallen asleep beside a woman before, let alone with my cock still inside one. I liked how it felt, and I’ve come to the realization that with her, I’ve been allowing myself far too many pleasures. Tonight, I need to remind myself of who I am. And I know just how to do it, effectively. My leather-gloved hand grips tight around the steering wheel as I stare across the street into Dennis Gregorio’s mansion. The knots twist my stomach when I think about him and her, together. Amara is young, she has a whole life ahead of her and her father can’t possibly love her if he was thinking of marrying her off to this rotting corpse of a man. Power would have been his only motive.Dennis Gregorio plans to run for senator next year, and having a man like him in your pocket would be beneficial to Steven Russo. It’s taken me three hours to drive here, and in that

Manfred Russo POV I text Daniel and tell him I’m taking the day off. I can’t remember the last time I did it, but after Amara made her confession to me this morning, I want to stay close to her. We fall back to sleep for a few hours, then we wake up and go downstairs for a mid-morning breakfast, hand in hand, like a real couple. My best friend has a very disturbed look on his face when he sees us. “Manfred, I must talk with you.”He follows us into the dining room and watches as I pull out Amara’s chair for her. The way his eyes flick over her barely-covered body makes me decide that from now on she needs to start wearing much more than what I provide her with when she is downstairs. I don’t want the others looking at what's mine.“Manfred.”He speaks up again like I didn’t hear him the first time. “Then talk.”I take Amara’s plate and start to load it with the things I want her to eat. Then smile at her as I place it back in front of her. “Well, come on, what is so important? You m

Amara Romano POV It’s late morning when I wake up, and as the sun creeps through the window and warms my face, I smile to myself. I can’t pinpoint when everything changed, but what I do know is that nothing can ever go back to being normal. Is it wrong that I don’t miss my father? That the only person I want to be around is Manfred? Even if it is, I don’t think I care. I like the idea of the life he has planned for us. The door knocks and when I call whoever it is in, Daniel smiles at me politely, as he places a tray of food on the bed. “So, you’re my servant, as well as my protector, now?” I sit up, making sure I’m covered by the blanket as I examine what's been sent up for me. “Manfred figured you might want to stay in bed today, he’s had to leave town. He will be back tomorrow evening.”“He never told me.” I frown when I realize how much that hurts.“You will learn that Manfred can be spontaneous.” He widens his eyes and prepares to leave. “Wait.” I stop him. “What else can you t

Amara Romano POV “You look pretty today.” Manfred stares at me as he does up the cuffs of his shirt. It’s amazing what a compliment from him can do. It puts an instant smile on my face and makes my stomach flip, especially when he sits on the mattress next to where I’m laid and rests his hand on the other side of my body. “Your period is due,” he whispers, leaning over my body, so his breath tickles my ear.“How do you…?” I give up asking. I would say I’m surprised but nothing about this man shocks me, anymore.“I have an app on my phone.” Manfred kisses my cheek before standing back up and lifting his suit jacket from the end of the bed. “You shouldn’t get your hopes up. Women are late on their periods all the time. I’ve never really kept track of mine.”I shrug, starting to feel a little pressured. I know how disappointed Manfred was last month when I came on my period, he didn’t speak, touch or look at me for five days. I don’t know how I’ll cope if he does that to me, again. Whic