My Stepbrother, My Toxic Lover

2. Slippery Wet

Sofia gently pushed him away. "I'm sorry, we can't do this. I'm just not in my sane mind right now," she apologized sincerely. Her problem with her mother made her act recklessly. She regretted it instantly.

He looked at her with a sigh, his brows drawn together, confused by her sudden refusal to continue their escapade. "What's wrong, baby girl? Why did you change your mind? I thought we had a good start earlier?" he asked softly, trying to read her mind.

Sofia breathed deeply. "Um, we are strangers to each other. I shouldn't have done that to you, seducing you. I'm just in the lowest moment of my life right now and I acted irrationally. I'm really sorry," she apologized profusely.

"Apologies accepted," he said with a smile. "May I know why you are behaving like this? What's your problem, baby girl? Come on, you can tell me your problem. I don't judge. I only listen. I'm all ears," he offered, trying to get to know this woman who had already caught his interest.

"It's nothing, just a family problem. I don't want to talk about it right now," Sofia said. "Can you please leave my room now? I want to rest for a while," she said, misty-eyed.

He saw tears and sadness in her eyes. He couldn't understand why he wanted to be here for her. There is something in her that makes him want to hold her and assure her everything will be alright. "Look, I have nothing to do right now. I'm just killing time. If you need someone to talk to, I'm here for you. You can tell me about your problem. You never know, I might be able to help you. I just want to make you feel better," he said, wanting to know why she became emotional all of a sudden.

Sofia shook her head. "You are about to take a dip in the pool, right? Please continue. I'm sorry if I intruded on your privacy," she apologized shamefully.

"It's okay, no real harm was done. Just tell me about your problem. Maybe I can help you," he insisted, not wanting to leave yet. He just wanted to stay in the room longer to be with her so he could continue to hear her melodious voice, and admire her pretty face and sexy body.

"After I tell you what's bothering me, will you leave?" she asked impatiently. She really wanted to be alone for now.

"Yes," he replied. "Come on, say it, baby girl," he said in a soothing voice.

Sofia took a deep breath. "It's a family problem, between me and my mother..." Her voice trailing off, as pain clouded her eyes.

"Go on," he encouraged her.

"My mother wants to marry a mafia lord and I don't want her to marry those types of people because they are evil and dangerous people. They murder people without mercy. I hate those kinds of people. They are evil, a menace to society!" Sofia said furiously.

What the hell? Greg flinched. Her statement hit him hard because he was born into a Mafia family. His father is a mafia king. "Please continue, baby girl."

Sofia cleared her throat. "Um, my mother and I had a heated argument this morning before I came here. She wants me to attend dinner tomorrow to meet her husband and his sons, but I told her that I can't accept her mafia husband. I don't want to attend her wedding. If she marries a security guard or a street beggar, I can accept that, just not a mafia guy. But she still wants to marry that guy," she said dejectedly, her voice laced with anger.

Greg's eyes flickered. "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. I hope you and your mother will settle your differences very soon," he said sincerely.

"I don't know, my mother was smitten with that guy. She chose him over me, and I hate that. That's why I'm upset and feeling miserable right now," she said sorrowfully.

A thick moment of silence fell upon them.

She waited for him to leave the room, but he looked like he wanted to stay longer.

"Um, thank you for listening to my problem. Can you please leave my room now?" she ordered softly.

He released a deep sigh. "OK. Um, before I leave, can I invite you to dinner tonight?" He asked with a puppy dog's eyes.

Sofia smiled. "Sure. Let's meet at the restaurant, near the infinity pool, tonight at 6:00 in the evening."

"OK. We haven't formally introduced ourselves to each other yet," he said, smirking, extending his hand to her. "My name is Greg, how about you?"

"Sofia," she replied, accepting his handshake. He planted a kiss on the back of her palm.

"Nice meeting you, Sofia. I'm going now. See you tonight," he said, moving toward the door. He needs to know the full name of the woman his father is going to marry. Why does he have a feeling that Sofia and his father's future bride are related to each other? This isn't a coincidence, isn't it?

"See yeah," she replied and closed the door quickly the moment he was gone. After locking the door, she walked towards the bed and plopped down. "Stupid girl!" she scolded herself for being so bold and flirty with Greg in the pool.

She shakes her head several times, shocked and annoyed by her shameless actions.

She really did that shameful act?

Yeah, she did and, for goodness’ sake, she enjoyed it!

Damn, she was remorseful, but she loved running her hands over his tattoos and ripped muscled chest. Earlier, she was tempted to go all the way with him, but at the last minute she realized everything had happened so fast between them.

They are strangers to each other, she can't let her anger push her to the brink.

Arg, she just wants to do something stupid just once to take her mind away from her problems.

Greg's magnetic appeal played a big part in why she was instantly turned into a s*x craze vixen the moment she crossed paths with him. Their physical and s****l chemistry is intense. She can't deny the undeniable spark of attraction brewing between them. Her desire for him is like a balloon ready to burst.

Until now, she could still feel the heat of desire coiling up in her belly, imagining his fingers stroking her softness.

Damn, she could feel her core moistening between her legs.

She lay on the bed and closed her eyes, imagining herself and Greg running naked on the beach at night under the moonlight and having s*x all night long in his room. She craved him sexually. Damn, she couldn't stop thinking about him.

A deep sigh escaped her lips.

She closed her eyes, wanting to forget her worries about her mother. Fifteen minutes later, she drifted into a deep sleep.

Time flew by quickly.

When Sofia woke up, she glanced at the window. It was already early evening, the room was enveloped in darkness. She got up from the bed, turned on the light and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

She had a date waiting for her downstairs, making her feel excited.

One hour later, Sofia can be seen leaving her hotel suite dressed in a sexy strapless black bodycon dress, showcasing her tantalizingly shapely body. She wants Greg to know how desirable she looks in her outfit. She still wants him in her bed. He is one hot yummy guy she wants to have a short affair with during her holiday vacation.

Smiling, she got on the elevator and arrived on the first floor where the restaurant was located. When she arrived, she saw Greg looking dashing in his black suit. He rose to his feet and smiled the moment their eyes met.

"Baby girl, I want to have dinner with you at a place that offers fantastic views of the whole island. Do you want to see it?" he suggested, his eyes gleaming with lust.

Sofia smiled and replied sweetly, "Sure. Where is it?"

"The best view of this island can be seen from my private suite. Shall we go there now?" he replied cheekily.

"Yes, please. Take me there now," she responded in a thrilled voice.

"Alright, let's go," Greg said, his eyes shimmering with desire, eager to gobble up the beautiful sexy vixen standing beside him. His mind is not on the dinner date they were supposed to have. It's how he can persuade her to stay in his suite all night long, given she can change her mind any second.

The couple proceeded to their dinner destination.

Greg's hotel suite was situated on the 29th floor of the luxurious five-star hotel, featuring spectacular views of the beach and the sweeping majestic mountains in the distance.

A fabulous candle-lit dinner was already waiting for them at the table.

"Let's eat, baby girl. I can't wait to spend the night with you in my bed," he said with a wink.

Sofia smiled demurely as her body tingled with anticipation.

They took their seats and ate dinner in silence. Their body heat and lustful gazes at each other filled the air.

After dinner was over, they sipped their red wine lazily, gazing at the stars above, enjoying each other's company.

"Did you enjoy our dinner, baby girl?" he asked, breaking the silence, looking deeply into her eyes, wanting to swallow her whole. There is something about Sofia that stirs the desire in his loins. He needs to satisfy that ache. Maybe after he's done with her, she will stop messing up his mind. He's not ready yet for long-term relationships, he prefers casual s*x and flings. Besides, he hasn't met the woman who can make him settle down.

And another thing, he understood very well that Sofia hated the mafia world with all her heart. Unfortunately, his family belongs to the mafia world. If she knows about his identity, she will never associate herself with him ever again, that's for sure.

She doesn't have to know his identity yet. That will come later.

"Yes, very much. What a lovely night," Sofia replied sweetly, gazing at his enigmatic face.

He smiled. "You look gorgeous in your dress, baby girl," he responded with a wink. "I hope you can spend the night with me. I want to get to know you better," he said in a whisper.

She met his intense gaze. "You want me to spend a night with you in bed?" she asked.

"Yes, very much," he responded, gazing at her kissable red lips lustfully, wanting to kiss her and ravage her body.

"Alright, I'm yours tonight," she replied seductively.

He smiled, loving her bold response. He asked, "Do you want to see my bed?"

"Sure," she answered.

They put down their wine glass on the table and left, heading for the bedroom just a few meters away from the balcony.

The couple entered the luxurious room.

Sofia glanced at the king-sized bed awaiting them. The fire in her core intensified.

Greg sneaked his arms around her waist and began kissing her neck, his hands were busy groping her breast beneath her dress. "You look so hot tonight, baby girl. I want to touch every inch of you," he whispered in her ears, placing his hands on her already wet panties. He rubbed her her flimsy garment, sending her c**t into overdrive.

"Ahhh, so good," Sofia moaned, loving the sensation brought on by his rough hands, wanting him to undress her.

He inserts his hands into her panties, already soaked with desire. "You are so wet, baby girl. So ready for me," he whispered and inserted two fingers into her wet core.

Sofia closed her eyes as the fire of desire made her breathless, her whole body trembling in anticipation.