Forbidden Affair with My Mafia Stepbrother R18-Chapter 154: Temporary Cure

I had no idea how much time went by before I heard the door slowly creak open. That was when I realized that I had forgotten to lock the door. I knew instantly who it was as his presence filled the room even before he spoke a single word.

"Abigail," Raphael’s voice was calm as he called my name.

"Why are you still going along with it? Why didn’t you say anything tonight? Why didn’t you tell them the truth about us?" I fired my questions at him in succession before my voice began to crack under the pressure. Raphael stepped closer, and his face was tense.

"Because now isn’t the time," Raphael replied, giving me the same excuse that he had used over and over again.

"No! You have to stop hiding behind that same excuse. Raphael, you promised me. You proposed to me and you told me that I wasn’t just another fling. Was that all a lie?" I demanded to know.

His eyes immediately darkened, but I could tell that it wasn’t from anger but more from pain. Instantly, I felt guilty for what I had said to him, but I decided to push that sense of guilt away. I needed to be stronger and I needed to fight for myself if I wanted a future for us.

"Abigail, I meant every word that I said to you. I really love you," Raphael said calmly.

"Do you? Because I don’t feel it at all. Tonight you just let them talk about your wedding and the wedding date. You let my mother call Rosabella family and you let Bennett agree to everything that David wanted. Where was I in all of that, Raphael?" I asked, and I could feel tears stinging my eyes again.

Raphael seemed conflicted as if he couldn’t give me a straight answer. The ring that he had given me felt like burning hot iron in my palm. My heart screamed as my rage took over. Before I could stop myself, I threw the ring at him. The small band hit his chest before falling straight to the floor with a soft clink that seemed to echo loudly around us.

"Has it always been a game to you? Am I just something to pass the time until you marry Rosabella just like everyone wants?" I whispered hoarsely.

Raphael seemed to freeze, and for a heartbeat, I thought that I might have finally broken him or gotten to him for real. After a moment, he slowly bent down and picked up the ring before coming to stand in front of me. His hands came to my tear-streaked face firmly, but I could feel his hands trembling slightly.

"No. I will marry only you. You have to believe me," Raphael said.

He had no idea just how much I wanted to believe him, but also just how much it hurt because all of my doubts kept eating me up inside. All the certainties fueled by Rosabella’s venom just wouldn’t go away.

"Then why are you letting them all drag you through this? Why do you keep holding your silence? Why won’t you say anything to stop them?" I asked, unable to stop myself.

Instead of replying to me in words, Raphael pressed his lips against mine in a hot and desperate kiss. I pushed at his chest at first before my struggle became weak. I was torn between fury and longing. However, when his lips moved against mine, something inside me broke open and I surrendered to what I truly wanted. I kissed him back fervently, our tongues entwining in a passionate dance.

"I love you and I can’t bear to lose you," Raphael whispered in between kisses.

The next moment, I felt his weight pressing me back against the bed as his hands tangled in my hair. His mouth trailed small kisses that felt like fire burning down the side of my throat. My anger melted into something even more consuming and dangerous. It was a desire that I could not ignore.

I clung onto him desperately as if he was the only thing keeping me from shattering completely. Every kiss and every touch felt like both an apology and a plea. In that moment, I clearly felt his passion and his need for me. In a way, I also felt like I needed him more than anything. Fueled by our passion and need, our hands explored each other’s bodies. We undressed each other hurriedly as I couldn’t wait to feel the heat of his hands on my bare skin.

"Raphael..." I murmured his name softly before moaning when his large manly hands found my breasts.

I could feel his eyes feasting on the sight of his hands massaging my breasts repeatedly. The sensation of his hand rubbing against my nipples felt so pleasurable that I found myself moaning as if I couldn’t stop. Without a doubt, I quickly wanted more from him.

"Your nipples are so hard. It’s like they’re begging me to suck them," Raphael teased me mercilessly.

The truth was that that was exactly what I wanted. Raphael’s skillful fingers rubbed my nipples for a moment before he began pinching them. I cried out his name before I went back to moaning deliriously. My core tightened each time he squeezed those swollen perks of mine as heat pooled in between my legs. I was getting so wet down there as he continued to make me yearn for him.

"Ahh...Raphael..." I moaned before closing my eyes and surrendering myself to the pleasure.

I felt the heat and wetness of his mouth envelop my right nipple before he began sucking softly on it. His tongue lapped at my nipple as I ran my fingers through his hair invitingly. He sucked on harder and faster, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through my body. I moaned his name repeatedly before he switched to pay loving attention to my other nipple.

"Let’s see how you’re doing down here," Raphael said teasingly.