-COMPLETED- 13 years ago the Romano manor was filled with the young mafia princess's giggles as her 'brothers' chased her around the house. Little did they know their piccola farfalla would be sent away to live with her mother for protection, but that went south the moment when Katrina, her mother, became a drug addict and took her anger out on poor Isabella, who only tried time and time again to prove that she's not a disappointment to her mother. When Bella's mother dies in a car crash she gets sent to live with her 'brothers'. Are they who they seem to be? Are they even her brothers? Come along as the truth is revealed alongside things that may change her life forever... _______________________________ Started - 1/6/2021 Finished - 14/7/2021 Best Ranks - Mafia Boss | #1 | 31/7/2021 Mafia Brothers | #1 | 1/8/2021 Only Girl | #1 | 2/8/2021 Italian | #1 | 3/8/2021 New Story | #1 | 28/8/2021 Isabella | #1 | 14/10/2022 Italian Mafia | #2 | 11/8/2021 First Story | #2 | 15/10/2021 Plottwist | #2 | 15/11/2024 Sisterandbrother | #3 | 12/8/2021 Romance | #93 | 5/12/2021 Teen Fiction | #73 | 10/2/2022 All rights reserved © -gabbyy-™

|STEAMY ROMANCE| 18+ "Oh, how bad I want to corrupt you, ruin you. But you're not ready for that." As much as I want her beneath me, writhing, begging me to stop. There is a time and a place for all that, which now is not the time nor place. A blush forms on her cheeks as she looks away. I put my finger under her chin and gently lift her face. "Look at me, my love. I want to see those beautiful cherry cheeks of yours." I love how responsive she is to me. Seeing her blush and shy away from me is one of my favorite things about her. "Stop, Ansel," she giggled. "You can't just say things like that and expect me to remain unfazed". I find it amusing that she is completely unaware of the power she has over me. God, if we didn't have to leave, I would've shown her what she does to me. "I'm not going to apologize, my love. You make me want to give you the world, yet corrupt that innocent aura you have. Let's go, darling, we are going to be late." I take her hand and guide her to the passenger side of the door, opening it, allowing her to climb into the car. Walking to the drivers' side, I get in making sure she is buckled, before buckling myself. Once I see her buckled, I start the car, putting my hand on her thigh. When Emory Miller attracts Ansel Dubois' attention, things are destined to happen.