I LOVE MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND (MAFIA 18+ STORY)

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s the sunlight peeked through the kitchen win

rybody was sleeping, as the house was located

yer, who had earned a lot of money throughout the years

s a stay at home wife, as s

the entire night because the man I was in love with was

her looks as well as her outgoing personality

r beauty. Her dark blonde hair was always lustrous and smooth, but her deep-set e

when I found out that Ciara an

each other, or at least not until I

ave happened while I w

st and brightest expression, congratulating them, because I

dinner table, coming up with anothe

bedroom on the second floor. I did not bother giving him t

and drowning my cries, because I did not want

iara leading Luciano into her bedroom

bedrooms were next to each other while my older

his much in my entire life, not even when dad told me to take my

se the person who I loved did n

s inside the kitchen, her face r

early, so I woke

hed Ciara taking out a banana chocolate oatmeal becaus

oured herself some freshly pressed orange juice, then took a

eling schedule, and I felt that Luciano Costa ha

gressive around me, but right

hile I nibbled around the sk

atters to attend at five in the morning." She

e diamond ring o

ted out because that had been gnawing

he fall

placing the glass on the table, as

ove into my new condo in Manhattan at upper east side. I was about to call a company, but surpr

e between you two?" I ask w

older sister did not kno

d her a fairy-tale-like story because you know how much she lov

s." I promised, holding back from bitin

a rough time. I don't know if you heard about this, but his father ended up passing aw

uciano's father's death at all, not even in the media because

ugh a rough path in my career. We were there for each other when we needed som

nside my condo in Manhattan for a day, and did not

the

p with a Costa man...? Not any Costa man, b

an me, and she could do whatever she wanted with her life, bu

who was considered to be the god of the underworld in New York City, he wa

hest ranking man in the famig

kill her or marry her because she was not a prostit

orable Italian lawyer, as the lawyer, our dad, s

to kill our entire family from existence bec

ions with any of the daughters within the mafia. The men a

ns with a woman from the mafia, it's eithe

ed, but they had sex, and now they are going to marry. Or else Luciano has to kill of the Nash family, my family,

made se

my actions." She admitted as he

eping together?" I tried to force the truth out of her, as

, but she immediately cover

she lowers her gaze to the oatmeal in front of h

of her well-being because I did not want to ju

looked up at me, but q

s a few moments later when she doesn't hear any

sigh of relief

erve. "Is this an arranged marr

the truth, If Luciano really loved my ol

y?! Go back to that low-paying job on the cruising ship, nobody missed you anyway when you were

y seat, as I was towering over my ol

pretending to be me, dressed in my clothes and wearing a ginger wig. You even slept with my best friend's boy

but I did not have any sympathy to show to people who

He won't appreciate having tears on his cock-unless he's into

arried men in the mafia to take in a mistress, and to m

house, a clear sign my parents forgot abou

th the expensive whiskey, which I will d

othes still unpacked, since I'd been too b

sister because her loud sobs h

parents were comforting her. In the hallway, I put on my leather jacket and

apologizing to your older sister? Show so

hat I wanted, and right then, I want

nd when Luciano takes in a mistress," I said with a

ch was parked next to my br

perfect for a ride on

, put on my helmet, and strapped the h

er the engine roared to life, a sound I loved, ev

cursing at me in Italian, his native lan

'd taken motorcycle lessons and gotten a licens

inger as I drove off, h

ir homes due to the disturbance, but t