All Chapters of My Ex-Fiancé’s Stepbrother Wants Me: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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Now Now Malcolm

**Vito's POV**"But it was meant for you. The attacker wanted you, but my mother ended up dead while you survived. Since that day, I started tailing your brother until I finally got to you. And you stupidly employed me...""You’re right," I said, chuckling even harder. "I was stupid for employing you without a proper background check. You know, it’s hard to believe I actually did something like that."I remembered the day I first met him. He was running from thugs, at least, that’s what he made me believe. They wanted to traffic him to Brazil, he claimed. He had nowhere else to go. He’d jumped right in front of my car, and the impact had sent him to the hospital for three weeks.At the time, I was drowning in work, my mind consumed by deals and deadlines. I didn’t bother running a background check. Instead, I took him into my house and made him my driver.Looking back now, I really had been stupid."I understand why you came after me, even if it was dumb," I said. "But what does Zo

For the love of God

**Zoya's POV**"How incapable can Vito be? The traitor was right under his nose, but he couldn't see it," Benito said, shaking his head in disgust."If I were the one calling the shots, I would have known it was him long before the IT team could even track him," he continued.I ignored him, just as I had all morning and focused on braiding Emilia’s hair. "Mummy, is Uncle Vito a bad person?" Emilia asked, her small voice laced with innocent worry."He isn’t," I said gently, tucking a loose strand behind her ear. "He’s a good person who’s trying to protect all of us. ........He’s not sitting around lazily throwing hate speeches." I said the last one to myself."Daddy said he is a bad person," she explained, her big eyes searching mine. "That he’s the reason people came to my school with cameras… and that he stole you from him."I glared at Benito across the room, anger seething through me like hot oil. My jaw tightened."Emilia, look at me," I said softly, cupping her face. Her skin wa

I'll burn the world for her

**Vito's POV**Zoya seemed to be in the middle of a heated conversation when I walked into the room. From the tight set of Benito’s jaw and the way his shoulders were hunched, it was clear Zoya was winning.“What is going on here?” I asked, my voice low but firm.Zoya’s head whipped around at the sound of my voice. The moment her eyes landed on me, visible relief washed over her face, softening her tense features.“Vito,” she mumbled, rushing forward and throwing herself into my arms. “You had me so worried. What did you do to Malcolm? Is he behind bars?”I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close. “Don’t worry about Malcolm. Just know I’ve taken care of the problem.” I pressed a lingering kiss to her forehead, my gaze flicking sharply to Benito over her shoulder.“You didn’t kill him, did you?” She pulled back, searching my face with wide, worried eyes. Her fingers brushed over my chest. “These aren’t the pants you wore when you left. What happened to the other pair?”I silenced

short chapter ahead

Vito's POV I stood at the floor-to-ceiling window of my penthouse overlooking the city, a glass of aged scotch in my hand. Even at this hour, the streets hummed with life. I had come for a business meeting and decided to spend the night here.Although the pictures Malcolm had posted online were removed and the traitor was dead, the population wasn't happy.I took a slow sip, letting the burn settle in my chest. My lips curved into a smile as I watched the news ticker crawl across the massive screen on the opposite wall.“Public outrage grows as Castellano walks free…”They screamed for my head, protesters with signs, talking heads on every channel, politicians making grand speeches about “justice for the people.” They carried sign boards that spoke about the negative effects of drugs and how dangerous it was to the people. They said I should be 'taken' care of so their youths can be free.“Vito Castellano must be arrested!” they chanted.Let them chant.I turned away from the windo

Black card

Zoya’s POVVito had told me not to worry, that everything would die down after a week or three. But I couldn’t stop, even after the official statement was released, the people were still rioting in the streets.Every news channel was flooded with Vito’s face, and it only made my stomach twist with fear over what an angry crowd might do.“Vito said you shouldn’t worry,” Vittoria reminded me, leaning against the doorframe. “Yet here you are, still glued to the screen. You need to stop watching the news and stop hiding indoors all day.”Since everything had started, I had barely left the house except to pick Emilia up from school. I’d tried keeping her home, but Dad and everyone else insisted I shouldn’t disrupt her life like that.“Come on, let’s go out,” Vittoria said, grabbing my hand. “Maybe shopping? It’ll help get your mind off things.” She tried pulling me up from the couch, but I didn’t budge.“Vittoria suggesting shopping? Is the world ending?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

it's just his job

Zoya’s POV“Why don’t you go try on the clothes you’ve picked?” Vittoria asked.“You’re going to judge?” I asked. She nodded.“Okay.”The attendant had returned at some point and helped carry the pile of clothes to the changing room. “I’ll just be outside if you need anything,” he said politely, I nodded in response.I peeled the light summer dress from my sun-warmed skin, savoring the cool air that kissed my bare body, and reached for the first dress, a sleek, knee-length, body-hugging black number with a daring backless design.When I stepped out of the stall, Vittoria let out a low whistle. “Childbirth holds nothing on you, girl.”I chuckled, smoothing my hands down the soft, stretchy fabric. “You think it’s nice?”“If Vito sees you in this, you might not even make it to the bedroom,” she teased with a wicked grin.I glared at her. “Get your head out of the gutter, Vittoria.”She laughed, and I shook my head, retreating back into the changing room with a smile.Vittoria kept compl

Fucking all yours Mr Vito Castellano

Zoya’s POVThe ride home was silent and thick with tension. Vito’s hand remained clamped possessively on my thigh the entire time, his fingers digging in so hard I knew they’d leave bruises.I could still feel his warm cum slowly leaking out of me, soaking through my ruined panties and making the insides of my thighs slick and sticky. Every subtle shift in the back seat of the SUV caused a fresh trickle to escape, leaving me squirming in uncomfortable, wet heat.Every time I dared to open my mouth to speak, he shot me a dark, warning glare that instantly made my lips press shut.The moment we stepped through the front door, he slammed it behind us with a heavy thud that rattled the walls. Before I could even draw breath, his large hand wrapped around my throat, not tight enough to cut off air, but firm enough to assert total control and shoved me back against the cool wall of the foyer. Luckily no one was in sight, made would probably have a heart attack if he were to see me like

let me love you

Zoya’s POVWhen I woke up, the space beside me was empty, but the sheets were still warm, almost hot carrying the lingering heat of Vito’s body. He must have just left the bed.I slipped into the bathroom and cleaned myself. A sharp hiss escaped my lips as I touched my pussy; it was swollen and sensitive, still throbbing from how rough Vito had been this afternoon, way too rough. And my stupid, traitorous body had loved every brutal second of it.Once I was fresh and dressed, I stepped out and found him on the balcony. The cool evening breeze drifted in through the open doors, the evening breeze carried in the scent of his cigar. I wondered if he had calmed down yet.Shaking my head, I decided to join him.I didn’t speak, I simply walked over and stood beside him, close enough to feel the warmth radiating from his body. The night air was cool against my skin, a soothing contrast to the lingering ache between my thighs.He glanced at me, his eyes softer now, the earlier storm in t

Vito might be impotent

**Zoya's POV**"Mama, look! Uncle Vito bought me toys!" Emilia exclaimed, shoving three Barbie dolls and an enormous teddy bear into my arms. The bear was so big and soft it nearly swallowed her small frame as she hugged it."How nice of him," I said, smiling as I examined the toys. "What are you going to call them?"She tapped her cheeks thoughtfully, her little fingers making soft patting sounds. "I can't think of names right now, but this Barbie is going to be the mom, this Ken doll is going to be the dad, and the teddy bear is going to be their baby."I raised an eyebrow. "Don't you think the teddy is a little too big to be their child?""I like it," she muttered, a stubborn pout forming on her lips. "A little change."Out of nowhere, she blinked up at me with those big, innocent eyes that always melted my heart. "Mama, when are you going to give me a baby sister or brother?""With the way things are going in this house, you should be expecting one very soon," my father called f

Fuck it

Zoya’s POVLater that evening, when Vito returned from work, he disappeared into his study for the rest of the night.I sat alone in our bedroom, deep in thought. My fingers twisted the edge of the silk duvet as I replayed Benito’s words from this morning. I didn’t care if Vito was impotent, at least, that’s what I kept telling myself but the uncertainty gnawed at me. Wouldn’t it be better to just know the truth?With a deep breath, I pushed the warm duvet off my body, the cool night air brushing against my bare legs. I marched down the dimly lit hallway toward his study, my bare feet silent on the polished hardwood floors.He was in the middle of a video meeting when I quietly pushed the door open. The low hum of voices and the faint blue light from his laptop screen filled the room.Vito glanced up, his sharp eyes softening slightly at the sight of me. Without breaking contact with the screen, he pointed to the leather couch against the wall. I quickly sat down, the cool materi

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