Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

“Isabella, tomorrow, after we finish breakfast, let’s take a walk in the park, then we’ll go buy you some clothes. It’s been a while since you’ve bought new clothes. And some jewelry, it feels like it’s been a while since you’ve had anything new. After that, we can have lunch outside, and in the afternoon, we can get a massage to relax. What do you think?” Emanuele said to Isabella.

Isabella didn’t reply. Emanuele suddenly had so much to say. It’s too annoying.

Emanuele continued in her ear, “By the way, there’s a great French restaurant. Let’s go there tomorrow night. Isabella, what do you think?”

Seeing Isabella not speaking, Emanuele pushed her shoulder and touched her hair, “Tell me, do you have any suggestions?”

“I don’t have any suggestions, you decide,” Isabella replied.

Isabella didn’t understand why Emanuele suddenly became so clingy and talkative. Is this still the same cold man from before?

She was so annoyed with Emanuele; she feared that if she didn’t respond, Emanuele would keep bothering her. She just wanted to sleep peacefully.

When Isabella said she was going to bed, Emanuele was happy. He kissed Isabella on the cheek and said, “Goodnight.”

Emanuele held Isabella as they slept. For Emanuele, it was a bit of torment. He wanted to touch Isabella, but knowing her inner resistance, he didn’t dare. However, the softness of her body and her fragrance kept tugging at Emanuele’s heartstrings.

He felt an intense heat throughout his body, a warmth rushing towards his lower half. But he didn’t dare to touch Isabella; he could only hold her stiffly.

Isabella, held by Emanuele, felt their bodies pressed together. She was wearing a silk nightgown, and it was easy for anyone to feel her.

At that moment, she clearly felt Emanuele’s arousal pressing against her legs.

Isabella couldn’t help but rub against Emanuele.

Emanuele’s body instantly recoiled, and he sat up on the bed.

Isabella found it amusing. She turned to Emanuele, “What’s wrong with you?”

She pretended to be oblivious to everything.

Seeing Isabella’s confused look, Emanuele shook his head, “I need to take a shower.”

After saying that, he rushed into the bathroom. Watching Emanuele’s hurried movements, Isabella couldn’t help but smile. She even felt happy.

Seeing Emanuele’s hesitation to touch her made her happy. Perhaps because she knew Emanuele held her in his heart?

Emanuele released his pent-up emotions in the bathroom, then took a cold shower before returning to bed.

Looking at Isabella’s delicate body, he restrained himself from embracing her. He couldn’t afford to, fearing a physical reaction that would be disastrous.

The next morning, Emanuele and Isabella had breakfast together. Lilly had prepared toast with bacon, fried eggs, and a glass of milk.

Lilly didn’t want to continue as their cook, but Emanuele didn’t allow her to leave, and Isabella didn’t want her to either. Lilly was concerned that Isabella would be in great distress if she left, so she stayed. Despite feeling guilty, after being consoled by Phillip, Lilly realized that the best way to overcome her guilt was to rise from where she had fallen.

Since she felt responsible for Isabella losing her daughter due to her neglect, Lilly decided that she would accompany Isabella wholeheartedly during her next pregnancy, in hopes of easing her guilt.

So, she regained her confidence and decided to take better care of Isabella’s health so that she could have a successful pregnancy in the future.

Isabella wasn’t very hungry, but Emanuele urged her to eat, “Come on, darling, if you don’t eat, I won’t mind feeding you myself.”

“Feed me? You can’t force a sick person like that,” Isabella said, looking at Emanuele.

Emanuele’s tenderness only lasted for a short time. Since last night, he seemed to be forcing her to do things she didn’t want to do.

Emanuele ignored Isabella’s comment.

Phillip advised him to seek a therapist to help Isabella recover mentally, so he immediately contacted one. The therapist suggested that staying cooped up indoors would only worsen her mood and that she needed to spend more time outdoors, connecting with nature. Last night, Emanuele had suggested they go out to refresh themselves.

The therapist also said that regular meals and getting nutrients from food would benefit the patient’s mental health, so that was why Emanuele was now forcing Isabella to eat.

After finishing the toast, eggs, and half a glass ofmilk, Isabella felt she couldn’t eat anymore.

Seeing her serious expression, Emanuele said, “Darling, that’s good, you’ve eaten a lot. I’ll give you a reward later, maybe a couple of diamond bracelets. How does that sound?” Emanuele was pleased that Isabella had eaten so much. He even ruffled her hair, promising her a reward.

Isabella felt as if she were being treated like a child. Eat well, and then be rewarded?All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

After breakfast, Emanuele took Isabella out. This time, Emanuele drove, and Isabella sat in the passenger seat. They didn’t need a driver this time. They looked like an ordinary couple as Emanuele took Isabella to the park for a walk.

It was a large forest park with excellent greenery, featuring lakes, lush trees, and spacious lawns. The weather was beautiful, with bright sunshine illuminating everything, making it all vibrant.

As soon as Isabella got out of the car, she smelled the fresh air and felt her lungs greedily absorbing the oxygen. Emanuele also got out and hugged Isabella. “Let’s go, Isabella, let’s walk inside.”

Isabella nodded, and together they entered the park. They did not see many people in the park; it was just her, Emanuele, and a few bodyguards following them.

Spring had arrived, and the temperature was rising. The ice on the lake had melted, and swans were swimming in the water. The air carried the sweet fragrance of unknown flowers, making the atmosphere refreshing and delightful.

As they walked deeper into the park, the vegetation became denser, and they could hear birds chirping in the trees.

Isabella and Emanuele didn’t say much to each other. As they walked, Emanuele held Isabella’s hand and said, “This is our first time coming to the park together, isn’t it?”

Before, he had been too busy and worried about the danger, so he hadn’t thought about taking Isabella to the park.

Now that the crisis was over, he felt they could do more things together.

In this environment, Isabella also felt her mood becoming calmer and less sorrowful than before.