Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

But Isabella has no intention of repeating it. Just confessing was embarrassing enough, and she couldn’t bring herself to do it again.

However, Emanuele became stubborn. He wouldn’t let her move, leaning in and pressing his forehead against hers, whispering, “Isabella, I want to hear you say those words again, please.”

At this moment, a mafia boss appeared like a gentle golden retriever. His eyes were full of tenderness and a hint of pleading.Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Isabella felt like she was the goddess who could bring brightness to him.

With this in mind, Isabella smiled and spoke, “Emanuele, I love you.”

Hearing Isabella say those words again, Emanuele felt his breath halt. The world seemed to freeze, and everything else ceased to exist in his world, leaving only the girl in front of him as real.

After a while, Emanuele finally reacted. He immediately kissed Isabella repeatedly, then lifted her up.

Isabella didn’t even have time to react; she was spun around by Emanuele.

Emanuele’s strength was substantial. After lifting Isabella, she clung to Emanuele’s neck, and her legs and dress flew up in the air.

Oh my, Emanuele is so excited!

After a while, Emanuele finally let her go. Isabella felt dizzy and had to lean on Emanuele’s chest.

But Emanuele didn’t seem to mind; he continued kissing her, treating her like a precious treasure. “Isabella, you’ve finally confessed your feelings to me. I’m so happy!”

In fact, even if Isabella hadn’t said it, Emanuele could tell from her actions and words that she liked him. However, the liking expressed through her body and hearing her say it out loud were different feelings.

Isabella felt like she was about to be kissed to death by Emanuele. His hands kept caressing her, from her breasts to her lower body, making her body involuntarily soften.

Isabella lay in Emanuele’s arms, breathing heavily.

Her desire seemed to be ignited by Emanuele, but Isabella knew it wasn’t the right time.

She immediately grabbed Emanuele’s wandering hands. “Emanuele, stop.”

“Isabella, I can’t resist it. You must be unable to resist either, right?”

“Don’t forget we have a banquet to attend later.”

Isabella didn’t expect her words to trigger such a reaction from Emanuele. She had never seen him like this before.

But seeing Emanuele so excited, Isabella felt happy. He only had such a strong reaction because he liked her.

Finally, they could be honest about their feelings for each other. Isabella wasn’t afraid of losing this game; she knew Emanuele wouldn’t let her lose.

Emanuele released Isabella when he heard her words.

“Actually, whether we attend the banquet or not doesn’t matter,” Isabella glanced at him. “I don’t believe someone as busy as you would bother with a meaningless banquet.”

Emanuele couldn’t help but touch his nose, surprised that Isabella had guessed right. It wasn’t entirely irrelevant; otherwise, he wouldn’t have attended.

Isabella struggled out of Emanuele’s embrace, fixing her dress. After being held by Emanuele, her dress was a bit wrinkled, and Isabella had to change into a new one.

The style was similar to the previous one. As Isabella put it on, she felt the tightness around her stomach again. It seemed like she really needed to lose weight and eat less in the future.

Isabella wasn’t entirely satisfied. She re-did her hair, applied some makeup, and then set off with Emanuele for the banquet.

The banquet took place in a large hotel in the city. When they arrived, many people were already in the hall, chatting with champagne in hand.

Emanuele and Isabella immediately attracted numerous eyes upon their arrival. Emanuele’s imposing stature, even in a suit, exuded a strong, intimidating aura, giving everyone a chilly feeling at just one glance.

Isabella noticed that many women around took a few steps back, seemingly trying to distance themselves from Emanuele. Of course, there was a small portion who looked at Emanuele with admiration.

Emanuele was that kind of person; those who feared and disliked him would want to stay far away, while those who liked him would be full of fervent love.

Isabella, who used to be afraid of Emanuele, wanted to keep her distance.

But now, step by step, she was sinking, immersed in his beauty. This man was like a deadly poison, addictive. Even though she knew there might be a life-threatening cost, she didn’t care.

Emanuele tightly held her hand, and even during business interactions at the banquet, he didn’t let her go.

Unable to understand their business talk, Isabella leaned close to Emanuele and whispered, “Let me take a break on the side, alright?”

“No, you have to stay with me until the end of the banquet,” Emanuele refused Isabella’s proposal. He wished this damn gathering would end soon; he needed to get back to the apartment to do what he wanted.

“Mr. Lombardi and his wife seem to have a great relationship,” a CEO from an unknown company teased nearby.

Isabella’s face wasn’t as thick-skinned as Emanuele’s, and she immediately felt her ears turning hot.

This gathering of men made her, the only woman, feel out of place. Others had brought their partners, but they had gone to their separate women’s gathering. Only she remained by Emanuele’s side, looking somewhat odd.

After hearing the man’s words, Emanuele reached out and pulled Isabella into his arms.

“Yes, I love her,” Emanuele said with a serious expression.

Now that the crisis was averted, Frederick’s nephew had disappeared like a mouse, hiding somewhere.

Emanuele wasn’t afraid to show in front of everyone that he liked Isabella. Of course, he was also working hard to make himself stronger and more capable of protecting her.

Upon hearing Emanuele’s words, Isabella thought about what she had said in the apartment just now. She couldn’t help but look up at Emanuele. Although his face showed no expression, she knew Emanuele too well, and she didn’t miss the smile in his eyes.

Emanuele was actually so happy because she confessed to him? Isabella wondered how much he must like her to be so thrilled.

To openly express his feelings in front of so many people-though it seemed casual-Isabella knew Emanuele wouldn’t speak that way. Given his personality, words spoken by him were akin to a commitment.

Even during their wedding vows, they hadn’t made Isabella as happy as this moment did.

After the banquet, Emanuele eagerly pulled Isabella into the car, urging Phillip to speed up and get back to the apartment as soon as possible.

His impatience left Isabella somewhat helpless.

Despite having been intimate so many times, she had never seen Emanuele so anxious before.