Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

“Isabella, why are you suddenly asking this?” Clark had just returned home, ready to take a shower, when he received Isabella’s call. Her direct question caught him off guard.

Isabella was incredibly straightforward, and it charmed him. But marriage? He preferred dating to marriage; he was still young and had not had his fill of fun yet.

“My brother said you would marry me,” Isabella took a deep breath, trying to sound as calm as possible.

“He said that? Isabella, I believe we should date first. Only when it feels right should we consider marriage. What do you think?” Clark spoke in his usual polite manner.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

“That’s what I think too, but…” Isabella sighed, “If my brother insists on this, can you try to persuade him?”

Initially, Isabella hadn’t wanted to discuss this with Clark, but her brother, Emanuele, had given her a one-month ultimatum. She felt compelled to discuss it with Clark now. Perhaps Clark felt the same way?

Clark was known as a playboy, and someone like him probably didn’t want to get married so soon.

“Isabella, if Emanuele demands it, it might be challenging to change his mind,” Clark sighed. “You might not be aware, but Emanuele is facing some major problems right now. Your presence has added another complication. He needs to protect you. So, marrying me could indeed ease some of his stress.”

Isabella didn’t care about Emanuele’s problems. She had no interest in him. He was a mafia boss who had killed many people, and if someone wanted to harm him, it seemed only fair.

She just wanted a normal life and didn’t want to be dragged into the dark and hellish world he inhabited.

“Clark, is there really no other way? Can’t you talk to my brother?” Isabella asked.

Isabella’s reluctance to marry him surprised Clark. After all, he was the kind of man that every woman in Canada would want to marry. A simple gesture from him would have women flocking to him.

Isabella didn’t want to marry him?

“Isabella, you’re very clever! It seems I’ve underestimated you all this time,” Clark was impressed by Isabella’s words. He had initially thought she was naive and easily deceived, but their conversation revealed that she was anything but. She had a clear understanding of herself.

However, she was far too self-deprecating. While she might not be a supermodel, she was a lovely young woman. And as for power, she was the current Mafia Princess.

“Isabella, you probably haven’t realized your true worth. You’re already the Mafia Princess. If Emanuele insists, I’ll marry you,” Clark assured her.

It seemed that Clark was willing to marry her. Isabella sighed, realizing that her plan to use Clark to escape Emanuele wasn’t going to work. Marrying Clark to get away from Emanuele wasn’t a viable option either.

“I’ll have my bodyguards pick me up and drop me off at work. You don’t need to trouble yourself,” Isabella said.

“Alright, I understand,” Clark agreed. He knew he had his own troubles to deal with, especially since his branch was in Chicago, and the Sicilians were causing more and more problems there.

While he was a playboy who enjoyed playing with women, he never forgot his true identity as the head of the Canadian Mafia. When his territory was under threat, he could be just as ruthless and brutal as Emanuele.

Later, Clark called Emanuele, “Emanuele, your step-sister is quite interesting. It seems that marrying her might not be a bad idea after all.”

Before, Clark had seen Isabella as innocent and amusing, something new and exciting. But now, after their phone call, his interest in her had deepened.

“Oh? Is that so?” Emanuele could tell from Clark’s excited tone that Isabella was about to become his prey. They had known each other for many years, and Clark rarely spoke about his pursuers with such excitement. Isabella was probably the first?

However, Emanuele didn’t feel too pleased for some reason. He had noticed Isabella’s uniqueness a long time ago. She appeared so delicate and fragile, and he could easily crush her bones with a little force. Yet, she dared to resist him, the mafia boss, openly and was quite clever. She feigned compliance but resisted him behind his back.

Her careful and persistent struggles intrigued him. However, when he thought about Clark finding her intriguing too, the idea of someone else finding her interesting and wanting to possess her ignited a blaze of jealousy within Emanuele.

Isabella, you’re quite remarkable, to easily captivate the head of the Canadian Mafia.

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When Isabella got out of the car and arrived at the hospital, Pippo immediately rushed over.

“Isabella, are you dating Clark Campbell?” It explained the luxury car picking her up. Isabella was surprised. “You know him?”

“Nobody doesn’t know them,” Pippo said, gripping Isabella’s arm tightly. “Isabella, he’s a top-tier criminal. Those who cross him end up with their heads twisted off and used as soccer balls. You shouldn’t have any dealings with people like him; he’ll drag you into hell.”

In his mind, Isabella was like a lily, pure and untarnished. He couldn’t fathom why she would be involved with the head of a criminal organization like the Mafia. Pippo was perplexed.

His grip was too strong, causing Isabella to wince and gasp in pain. She struggled, saying, “Pippo, let go! You’re hurting me.”

Pippo quickly released her.

“Pippo, don’t worry. I don’t like him at all. It’s just some circumstances that force me to interact with them. I prefer this ordinary and peaceful life,” Isabella explained.

Her words eased Pippo’s concerns somewhat. If that were the case, it was for the best. Today, Isabella wasn’t as despondent as yesterday, and her adaptability was quite impressive. Of course, her busy surgery schedule left her with little time for contemplation.

During a break, Isabella received a call from her mother, Sophia.