Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

Both Jessie and Isabella noticed Emanuele as he walked in.

Emanuele’s towering figure made it hard not to notice him.

Isabella was surprised by Emanuele’s sudden appearance, but seeing Tony’s expression, she understood.

Tony must have immediately informed Emanuele when he saw Isabella meeting Jessie.

“Emanuele, aren’t you supposed to be at work? Why did you suddenly show up here? Are you afraid I’ll eat Isabella?” Jessie joked right away.

Emanuele looked at Jessie, his voice icy cold, his face expressionless as his eyes coldly scanned her.

Emanuele’s demeanor was frightening, but Jessie wasn’t an ordinary person. Even faced with his intimidating gaze, she nonchalantly raised her glass, took a sip, and said to Emanuele, “Emanuele, sit down, let’s have a meal together.”

“I’m not eating. Isabella, let’s go,” Emanuele said to Isabella.

Isabella looked at Emanuele, “Emanuele, please don’t be angry.”

“Let’s go,” Emanuele insisted, seeming unwilling for Isabella to have any contact with Jessie.

Isabella had no choice; she knew she hadn’t informed Emanuele, and he would worry and be angry.

But she wasn’t foolish; she could judge whether Jessie would harm her.

At that moment, with Emanuele insisting they leave, Isabella stood up, saying to Jessie, “Jessie, Emanuele and I will leave first, sorry.”

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“Another day?” Emanuele was about to get angry, and Isabella quickly pulled him away.

She didn’t understand Emanuele’s relationship with Jessie, but she had heard Jessie was a formidable person, evident in her demeanor. Therefore, she didn’t want conflict between Emanuele and Jessie.

She didn’t want Emanuele to have another enemy.

Emanuele was already in a difficult position, having just stabilized Chicago, and it wasn’t good to offend others.

Isabella didn’t understand the world of the Mafia, but she didn’t want Emanuele to make more enemies.

Exiting the restaurant, Emanuele took Isabella to the car, sat them down, closed the door, isolating them from the outside world. He looked at Isabella, “Isabella, tell me, why did you meet Jessie?”

“Jessie invited me out. I knew she’s your business partner, and I thought it wouldn’t be good to refuse, so I met her.” Isabella explained.

She looked at the still angry Emanuele, reached out, and hugged his waist, burying her face in his chest.

She rubbed against Emanuele like a cat trying to please its owner.

However, Emanuele remained angry; despite her actions softening him, he remembered Isabella’s previous behavior and was still furious.

Does Isabella know how dangerous this is?

He had told Isabella some things about Jessie, but some were too inconvenient to mention. Even his interactions with Jessie were something he was cautious about. And yet, Isabella dared to meet Jessie directly like this?

It’s too crazy!

This naive girl seemed unaware of what she was getting into.

Thinking this, Emanuele felt a headache coming on.

He felt he had to tell Isabella something about the rules of his world. Otherwise, it would be terrifying for her to be in danger without realizing it.

“Listen, Isabella, Jessie is a dangerous person. She’s ruthless, even more so than me in some aspects. I hope you won’t meet her again or have any contact with her, okay?”

Emanuele pulled Isabella away from his embrace, held her shoulders, and stared at her, needing to make sure she remembered his words.

Isabella was a bit confused.

“But Emanuele, aren’t you in a business partnership with Jessie?”

“Yes, but you know, in the Mafia world, we don’t make friends easily, even if it’s a business collaboration. I’m not friends with her either. She’s someone I won’t befriend,” Emanuele explained, unsure if Isabella understood.

Isabella nodded, understanding.

“So, even though you work with her, you still think she’s a dangerous person?”

“Yes, Isabella, you’re so innocent, and I fear she might harm you.”

“But when I talked to Jessie just now, she seemed like a good person. She understood me.”

Isabella recalled her interaction with Jessie, where Jessie mentioned her infertility. Isabella had been vigilant then, fearing harm, but Jessie had reassured her, mentioning her own infertility.

Two women unable to bear children could understand each other’s pain. Jessie shared her struggles, losing her husband and childlessness but becoming the owner of New York City.

Isabella thought of her own infertility, a burden she carried even after reconciling with Emanuele. She had confided in Evelyn, who was also childless and unmarried, unable to comfort her on this matter.

Now, meeting Jessie, who shared a similar situation, Isabella felt a bond of shared suffering.

Jessie added, “Emanuele knows your situation and still treats you well, showing how much he loves you, Isabella. You’re lucky. But you also know Mafia bosses don’t have heirs; it’s a failure. They need heirs of their own.”

Isabella’s pain surfaced immediately.

“But it’s okay if there aren’t any. The rules of this world are made by humans and can be changed if desired. Look at me; initially, they didn’t want a woman in power, but I showed them my capabilities through actions.”

Isabella nodded.

“However, for us women to succeed in this path, we have to be more ruthless than men, Isabella. Since you can’t bear children, you have to learn to assist Emanuele in his worries. There always has to be a strength to stand firm without children.”

Before Jessie could finish with Isabella, Emanuele emerged, forcefully taking her away, not even allowing her a chance to speak.

“Isabella, you actually think Jessie is a good person? My God, Jessie’s specialty is manipulating people. I hope you can wake up and not believe in what Jessie says, can you?” Emanuele felt something ominous with Isabella praising Jessie.