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Seducing The Mafia's Lord Stepbrother  Novel Cover

Seducing The Mafia's Lord Stepbrother

"I break everything I touch,bunny. What makes you think you're going to be any different?" "Cause I'm already broken, Mr Moretti." ••••••• Amy Baker's life had hit a dead end for years. Surviving from hand to mouth through multiple part-time jobs and coming back home to her gambling addict boyfriend. On what was supposed to be their five year anniversary he sold her to pay his debts to one the country's deadliest Mafia, a man who sent shivers in the underworld. Finding herself in the web of Antonio Moretti, Amy has two choices to remain a timid prey or evolve to a predator herself. To break or be broken.
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Chapter 2

Amy's pov

I sealed the last cardboard box and wiped the sweat off my brow with the back of my hand.

Seven hours of packing and finally done, Jeremy had dipped out thirty minutes in to visit a friend since they won't be seeing each other often when we move.

I'd dialed him about a dozen times since then, straight to voicemail.

"Seriously Jeremy?!" I hissed into my phone when he still wasn't answering.

I was trying so hard to make us work, why was he making it difficult for me?

Suddenly my phone started to ring and I picked it up from our bed. "Babe, I won."

The phone nearly slipped past my hands, "No way..." I said unintentionally.

He didn't seem to mind.

"It's ten million dollars, baby. I'm finally going to give you the life you deserve."

Tears welled up in my eyes, "I'm so sorry for ever doubting you. Why don't you come home, let's celebrate..."

"Actually, I already booked us a room in a five star hotel. I'll text you the address. Make sure you wear something nice,"

More tears.

I got dressed at the speed of light, even wore some lipstick and styled my hair simple but elegantly.

Fifteen minutes later I was in the lobby of the hotel, legs wobbling with every step, the excitement making me unable to walk straight.

He sent me a text when I entered the elevator; "I'll be putting a blindfold on you when you walk in so keep your eyes closed before then."

I replied to the text and went back to bubbling with excitement.

Finally I wouldn't be the only one footing bills, we could pay off all our student debt, buy a house for the two kids we'll have.

My eyelids were shut tight as I entered the unlocked hotel room, two steps in and there was already a blindfold around my eyes.

I tried to reach for Jeremy but he stepped away from my touch.

"Give me a strip tease."

I was too excited to think, slowly I began to undress. Good thing I wore matching underwear. He started asking me to pose, it was a bit tantalizing at first then it got weird.

"All right Jeremy, where are you?" I said playfully with a small laugh reaching to touch him and then I fell to the warmth of a human body under fabric and smiled.

"Jeremy..." I reached up, held his face and kissed him, his lips parted immediately possessively taking mine but something didn't feel right however my head was spinning with how good of a kiss it was so I didn't question it just dive deeper until I had to back away for air.

"Jeremy, that was amazing..." I said pulling off the blindfold because I was impatient now.

The smile on my face immediately shrunk when I saw who was in front of me, a man with shoulders as broad as valleys covered with a deep darkish navy blue suit and more noticeably my strawberry lipstick smeared across his lips.

"Who the hell are you?!" I screamed , backing away, my eyes spinning around looking for Jeremy.

But he wasn't in the room.

"What did you do to Jeremy?!" I said at the top of my voice stomping forward, the man met my stride standing up to his full height which was almost a complete foot taller than me and I wasn't exactly a short woman.

After recovering from his insane height it suddenly struck me that I was nude except for my underwear, I protectively clutched around my chest and my panty still seething.

"Just wait when my boyfriend comes he'll kick your-"

"You don't have a boyfriend anymore," the man said as if it was a matter of fact, "from now on you belong to me."

Then without warning someone came from behind it and a damp cloth was pressed against my face. I kicked and screamed but eventually my entire body went limp until my eyes closed.

•••••••••

A house with a white picket fence

Two cute kids running around

And my adoring husband by myself.

That was all I wanted, was that so terrible? Did I not deserve to be happy too? After everything I've been through, don't I deserve just a little bit of happiness?

Probably not, misery was my longest companion.

Perhaps that was never meant to change.

When my eyes peeled open the first thing I took in was the artificial lights burning my retinas then it was a middle aged woman knelt beside me as I was submerged in a tub.

"Don't touch me!" I tried to get away from the woman but her grip despite her age was as firm as iron.

My head was still feeling a bit dizzy so it was hard to coordinate myself and resist the other woman. She finished bathing me as if I was three, helped me out with the tub and handed me a towel and a nightgown that was all but perfectly transparent.

"Mr Moretti wants you to wear this," her voice vibrated with deep respect when she mentioned that name. My instincts told me that it was the same pervert from the hotel room.

I had half the mind to scream, kick and resist but that would only make things harder for me.

What I need to do right now is buy time for Jeremy to rescue me.

There were a lot of things not adding up but if I couldn't trust my boyfriend of half a decade then who else could I trust?

I wore the nightgown that covered next to nothing, the woman escorted me out of the room and led me through a carpeted hall adorned with decorational vases and paintings. I could smell the old money coming off from the place.

Why would someone this loaded need to resort to kidnapping?

Was he in cohorts with the casino where Jeremy went to gamble, I've heard that some casinos pull dirty tricks when they don't want to give a huge payout.

My head was spinning with a million and one thoughts until I was pushed as gently as possible to what appeared to be a study.

Then I heard that rich voice again brushing my ears.

"Finally you're here."

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