All Chapters of You're mine, brother.: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Levi povI rushed out half-naked, jeans yanked on but shirt forgotten, heart slamming when I heard my mom’s voice, not Enzo’s growl like I’d thought. “What’s going on?” Panic edged my words. Enzo and his father locked in a staring contest, daggers in their eyes, his dad’s hand still twitching.“You can go back to your room, son. No problem here.” His father’s voice was calm.“He was strangling Lorenzo!” Mom snapped, her nightgown twisted, face red from rushing.“What?” Disbelief hit me hard. I shoved between them, yanking Enzo behind me protectively, my back to his chest. His heat seeped through me, stirring shit I couldn’t think about now. “He’s your son.”“Exactly. He’s my son. He should know better.” Dad’s eyes flicked to me, cold assessment, like I was the problem.“Is everything okay?” Bethany poked her head out from my room, hair mussed, robe half-open. She scanned the hallway, confused.Mom stared at her a beat, then turned to Enzo, who looked away, jaw clenched, refusing to me

Levi POV“i don’t get the problem? You’re not in love with Lorenzo. You said you want to end whatever’s going on between you two. So why are you so worked up over him making out with someone else?” Aiden tossed a small cup in the air, caught it, and poured vodka in. Mixing some cocktail shit.“You don’t understand.” I murmured, slamming another shot. Seventh? Ninth? I didn't care. It burned well.“Make me understand.” He downed the shot remnants and slid his fresh drink my way.“You don’t want him, so now he’s with someone else. Problem solved.” Aiden shrugged, leaning on the bar.“Just because I don’t want him doesn’t mean I want him with someone else.” I snapped, glass clinking hard.Aiden gasped, eyes wide with real shock. “That’s toxic as fuck, Levi. You can’t have it both ways. Say you’re done, then rage when he moves on? Classic control freak move.”“Fuck your advice.” I wasn't listening anymore. Brain looped Enzo. His hand wrapped tight around Sebastian’s cock. Stroking slow. S

Levi POV “Let go of your brother, what do you think you’re doing?!” she snapped, rushing down the stairs and yanking me away from Enzo by the arm. My muscles went slack in relief. It didn’t look like she’d heard us arguing. Maybe she’d only seen the physical part. We were safe. For now. “Why are you holding his shirt like that? What’s wrong with you?” she asked, staring at me like I was the crazy one, yanking Enzo behind her like he was some innocent kid. I gasped. “Why are you supporting him? You’re my mother.” “Hey!” Enzo smirked, wrapping his arms around her shoulders from behind, that lazy, possessive hold. “She’s also my new mother.” “Get your hands off my mom,” I growled, stepping forward to rip him away. “Stop it! Both of you, stop!” Mom snapped, voice sharp enough to cut through the tension in the hallway. “When did you become like this?” she asked me, eyes narrowed. “You used to be so calm.” “Why are you asking me?” I shot back. “Ask him what he did.” “Well,

“Shut up,” I snapped, even as my hips lifted, grinding against him, chasing friction. “I’m too turned on to keep them down.” “That’s the point,” he laughed, low and dangerous. His mouth was back on my nipple, sucking hard, his fingers tweaking the other, pinching and twisting until I was arching off the bed, my hands clutching at his shoulders, his hair, anything. “Enzo, fuck, slow down,” I begged, even as my body pressed closer, my hips grinding against his thigh, his hardness pressing against my hip. “I’m gonna—” “Don’t stop,” he growled, his mouth dragging lower, teeth scraping down my chest, across my stomach. His hands slid under my ass, lifting me slightly, making me grind against his thigh harder. My cock rubbed against the fabric, the pressure almost unbearable. “You’re gonna ride my fucking thigh again, baby. You’re gonna come all over me, and I’m gonna make sure you remember it.” “Enzo—” I gasped as he bit down on my hip, hard enough to make me yelp. “Good,” he bre

“Enzo, please… let me sleep,” I groaned, trying to squirm away from him, but he hooked an arm around my waist and pulled me back against his chest. His skin was warm, his body solid against mine, and his lips started leaving a trail of slow, wet kisses along the back of my neck—soft at first, then harder, teeth nipping, tongue dragging over the spot that made me shiver.“Come on,” he murmured, his voice rough and sleepy, like he’d been awake all night just waiting for me to move. “I barely got to come last night. You think I’m just gonna let you go that easy?” His hands slid down my sides, then up again, tracing the curve of my ribs, my back, his fingers spreading over my skin like he owned every inch of me. One hand dipped low, thumb brushing the top of my ass, just enough to make me tense.“Last night?” I mumbled, blinking against the dull morning light sneaking through the curtains. “It’s already morning?” “Yeah,” he breathed against my neck, his lips pressing to the junction