《You're mine, brother.》全部章節：第 81 章 - 第 90 章

Levi POV.“I mean, I just thought…” Enzo started, his voice careful.“No. You thought nothing,” I cut him off sharply, turning my head away from him. “I want no part of this.”What made him think I’d ever want to learn how to handle guns or any other weapons? The idea alone made my stomach twist. Even if I didn’t want to admit it out loud, what happened that night at the safehouse had scared the absolute shit out of me. What if it had been my mother instead of me? What if she had been the one caught in the middle of Enzo’s violent world?I rubbed my face hard with both hands, trying to push the dark thoughts away. “I’m hungry,” I said abruptly, desperate to change the subject.“I can make you something—” Enzo offered, already moving closer.“I’d like to bathe first,” I interrupted again, keeping my tone flat. “And you literally can't cook, what are you gonna feed me? Salad? Perfectly cut cucumbers?” Which Enzo has a weird obsession with, he loves eating them.He paused, studying me

I sat on the couch, bored out of my mind, flipping through channels without really seeing anything. He had left earlier for one of their warehouses, barking orders at his men like the control freak he was. Steve had taken the opportunity to drag my mom out on some fancy date, which she had been reluctant about at first.I told her to go. It’s already bad enough that I’m fucking her stepson — I wasn’t about to ruin her night just because I got my leg messed up chasing after said stepson’s cock. The soldiers standing around the room were no help. They just stared at me like I was some kind of live entertainment. None of them spoke unless spoken to, and even then their answers were short and robotic. I missed Cherry. My poor dog had probably been alone for days now.Wait… did Enzo even remember to send her to the sitter before everything went to hell?“Shit,” I muttered, pushing myself up from the couch. I balanced on my good leg, wincing as I tested the injured one. It hurt like hell

Levi POV“I’m sorry, I just wanted you to see,” Bethany said again for the fifth time, her voice small on the other end of the line.“You lied to me. You sent me a help message. I was worried!” I yelled into the phone, trying to keep my voice down so the soldiers outside the room wouldn’t hear.“I’m sorry, I just wanted you to see what was happening. Look, I didn't mean to make you—”“So you knew he was Vito?” I cut her off sharply. “You knew this whole time?”“I mean, you’re fucking a mafia heir. I was kinda surprised you didn’t know. I always assumed Vito planted you there.”Can you believe this bitch?“What the fuck? I call him Aiden. Why would I call him that if he was Vito?”“He is Aiden too. It’s also his name.”“Like that matters now.”“It does. I already righted my wrong by letting you see that. I had no idea you never knew he was Vito.”“How does making me see that help me at all?” I hissed. “I can’t just go to Enzo and say—” I paused, glancing around. The soldiers were every

“What makes you think I feel anything for you?” I fired back, trying to sound stronger than I felt. Enzo tilted his head a little to the side, surprise flickering across his face for a split second. “Oh?” “Oh fucking what?” I continued, voice rising. “Because we fucked around a little, does that mean I’m suddenly catching feelings? Oh please. I could get a better cock elsewhere.” Enzo’s expression changed. The softness vanished, replaced by something darker. He groaned in disapproval, eyes narrowing. “Hold your horses, wildflower.” He moved fast, climbing onto the bed and caging me in with his body, careful of my injured leg but still pinning me down. One hand gripped my jaw, forcing me to look at him. “You could get a better cock elsewhere?” he repeated, voice low and dangerous. “Is that what you think?” “I know so,” I shot back, trying to sound confident even as my pulse raced. “No.” Enzo leaned in closer, his breath ghosting hot over my neck. “You can’t. You and I bo

Levi POV“Are you okay?” I trailed after my mother as she stormed into the kitchen, frustration written all over her face.“Do I look like I’m fine to you?!” she snapped, slamming a cabinet door shut.I raised both hands in surrender, trying to lighten the mood. “Okay, lady. Let’s not get all feisty now.” I grinned. “Who the fuck is possessing my mother? Be gone, demon!”She did not look amused. Not even a little.“What’s wrong?” I asked more seriously, watching as she started pulling out ingredients like she always did when she was stressed. Flour, eggs, sugar — the woman cooked feasts when she was overthinking.“You tell me, Levi,” she said, palms pressed hard against the counter as she stared me down. “What’s wrong?”“I haven’t done anything,” I said quickly.“Yeah?” She mocked, raising an eyebrow. “You sure about that?”“I didn’t take anything. No pills, no drugs. You know I don’t do that stuff.”“No, I don’t,” she shot back, voice cracking with anger and worry. “At this point, I