Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

“Isabella, are you pregnant? Why do you look like this?”

Elisa’s words startled Isabella. Pregnant! She was indeed pregnant, but this was something she couldn’t tell anyone, not even Elisa. So, faced with Elisa’s inquiry, Isabella immediately shook her head, “I’m not.”

“Then what’s your problem? Can’t you train?”

“I told you I don’t want to train,” Isabella said, “Elisa, I know you mean well, but I’m Emanuele’s wife, the queen of the Mafia. If I still need training, it’s a joke with my identity.”

Isabella directly brought up her status, making Elisa realize the difference in their positions. In Elisa’s eyes, there was a hint of disbelief, some sadness, but soon, she concealed it. “Right, you’re the boss’s wife. I should remember that. How could I forget?” Elisa’s face carried a faint smile, but it wasn’t as sincere as before, now carrying a hint of distance.

They were no longer friends but had assumed a more formal hierarchical relationship. Seeing Elisa like this, Isabella felt a pang of heartache. She shouldn’t have spoken to Elisa like that. She came to accompany her, and Isabella was grateful for that. However, Elisa kept insisting on her training, and Isabella’s refusal led to continuous questioning, making Isabella afraid that her pregnancy would be discovered. She could only choose this way to stop Elisa from asking further.

Sure enough, after Elisa heard her words, she didn’t question her anymore. However, Isabella could feel that Elisa wouldn’t be as close to her in the future. For instance, now Elisa wasn’t as talkative as before. She stood with Tony and Harry, looking like a qualified guard, merely protecting her.

Isabella couldn’t help but sigh. She felt uncomfortable inside. She didn’t want Elisa to treat her this way, but she couldn’t reveal anything about her situation. If her subordinates found out, they would surely tell Emanuele. In that case, her child might be in danger.

Thinking of this, Isabella felt an extra weight on her heart. She didn’t want such a thing to happen. Later, when the child was born, she would apologize to Elisa.

“Elisa, did you have a disagreement with the boss’s wife? I saw you chatting and laughing with her at first, but suddenly you stopped talking,” Tony asked as he looked at Elisa standing next to him, not speaking to Isabella.

At this moment, Isabella had gone upstairs to take a nap. According to the usual routine, Elisa should have gone upstairs with her. However, she chose to stay in the living room.

Tony knew that Elisa must have had a conflict with Isabella; otherwise, she wouldn’t act like this. “Nothing, aren’t you also not talking to the boss’s wife?” Elisa sneered. For some reason, Tony felt like Elisa was mocking him.

“How can I be the same as you? Your relationship with the boss’s wife used to be so good. You used to train together often, and she would bring you food. In theory, your relationship should be excellent. Why aren’t you accompanying her?”

Tony felt that, unlike Elisa, his relationship with Isabella was different. His task was simply to ensure Isabella’s safety, but because they spent so much time together, he developed a friendly feeling towards her. However, it wouldn’t be the same as Elisa’s; they weren’t as close as good friends.

After all, he is a man, and Emanuele would not allow his wife to have too close a relationship with other men. They had been around Emanuele for so many years, and this principle was clear to them. Emanuele’s possessiveness was strong, evident from the moment he set eyes on Isabella. But Elisa was different. Emanuele didn’t mind any woman having a good relationship with his wife. Since his wife had so few friends, he certainly hoped she would make more. So, now, the sudden strain in Elisa and Isabella’s relationship was perplexing to both of them. What happened to cause things to turn out this way? Seeing Elisa’s unwillingness to talk, Tony sighed. This wasn’t good. Emanuele had brought Elisa to protect his wife, expecting her to be a companion. They were close in age and had common interests. This wasn’t going well.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

“Elisa, whatever misunderstanding there is, it can surely be explained. I believe the boss’s wife is a good person, and so are you.”

Elisa rolled her eyes. “I don’t need your advice, Tony. Just manage yourself.”

After saying this, Elisa went to stand guard on the other side. Truly annoying. Isabella, in her mind, liked to use her status to pressure her. She should just be considered a friend, not treated as a subordinate. If she had to be a subordinate, then she would focus on doing her job. As for whether Isabella wanted to train physically, whether she wanted to continue improving her combat skills, Elisa believed it was no longer her concern. She was just meddling!

Isabella felt she owed Elisa an apology, but she truly couldn’t explain. Looking at her stomach, she felt a slight sensation, a feeling of her belly being stretched. Fortunately, it was winter, and with her thick, loose clothing, nothing seemed abnormal. But last night, Emanuele noticed her stomach had grown a bit, making Isabella worried. She hoped Emanuele wouldn’t return until the situation was resolved. She didn’t want anyone to discover, especially Emanuele.

As for Elisa, she admitted that she had used her status to pressure her, which was particularly bad. However, she had no other choice. She couldn’t refuse Elisa’s enthusiasm and didn’t know how to explain her current situation. Damn it, Isabella was a bit angry with herself, making a mess of their friendship.

After taking a nap, Isabella sat in the room for a while. Their bedroom was spacious, similar in size to an entire apartment for others, complete with a sofa, a television, and bookshelves. Isabella took out a book and sat by the window to read. Outside the window, the sunshine illuminated the bustling city scenery-a beautiful world to ordinary people but full of danger in her eyes.

She couldn’t go out; she had to stay confined in the apartment. Even within the apartment, she couldn’t guarantee complete safety. But she knew she had to relax a bit. Being too nervous wasn’t good for the child. Isabella looked down at her stomach, gently touching it. She didn’t know if it was a boy or a girl, but regardless, it was her precious baby.