My Stepbrother, My Toxic Lover

Sofia arrived alone at the Bliss Paradise Resort for a one-week holiday vacation. She just wanted to relax and chill and think about her life choices. She was shocked and pissed that her mother was marrying again. This time to a dangerous mafia billionaire. She can still remember the heated argument they had this morning before she left home. "Sofia, I have arranged dinner tomorrow for you to meet my soon-to-be husband. It's about time you met him," her mother said excitedly. "No! You can't marry a Mafia guy! They are dangerous people! Don't get involved with any of them!" she retorted angrily, groaning in dismay. Annoyed that her mother was behaving like a teenager, foolishly in love, flirting with danger. "But daughter, I love this man. After your father and I divorced, I didn't go on a date with anyone for years. It's the first time I met someone like him who made me believe in love again. I love him. I will marry him whether you like it or not!" she insisted. "Please, you have to accept him for my happiness," she begged. "Mom, I told you not to get involved with dangerous men! Why are you not listening to me? I can't accept him as your husband!" Sofia declared with a finality in her voice. "Please listen to me, daughter. I want you to attend my wedding to him next month. After the wedding is over, we will stay at his luxurious mansion. We could be a happy family. He is a widow and has two sons. He is a billionaire, with businesses all over the country. We can live comfortably, he will provide for our needs." Patricia spoke of her lover's good qualities. Her eyes shone with love for him. She was hoping she could convince her daughter to accept her new lover. "I don't care! I won't attend your wedding. That's final!" Sofia responded angrily. Patricia broke down in tears because she was having a hard time convincing her daughter to accept the guy she fell in love with. She doesn't know what to do with her stubborn daughter anymore. "Daughter, he is a good guy. Just meet him, talk to him, please. I'm sure you will like him," she begged again in desperation. Tears flood her eyes. She loves her daughter so much that she wants her to accept her lover. "No! I can't accept him. Just marry anyone. I don't care if he is a street beggar. As long as he is not tied to the mafia world, I can accept him," Sofia retorted adamantly, refusing to cave into her mother's persuasion. Being the loving and wise daughter she is, it's her responsibility to stir her mother away from danger. "Why are you against the Mafia people? Have they done you bad?" Patricia asked, trying to understand her daughter's fears of those types of individuals. "Mom, remember that family massacred by the mafia syndicate three months ago? It's all on the news. We watched it together on TV. Have you forgotten about it?" Sofia was annoyed that her mother couldn't see how bad these people were. "But my lover is not the one who massacred the family in the news. How can you judge him?" Patricia fired back, pissed. "Mom, the Mafia families are the same! For our safety, we shouldn't get involved with those types of people, no matter how rich they are! They will only bring trouble to our peaceful lives!" Sofia replied, nostrils flaring. With her patience hanging by a thread, Patricia glared at her daughter. "I will marry him without your approval!" Sofia's eyes widened in shock. "What did you say? You chose him over me?" she asked incredulously. "Yes. You are just my daughter. I won't allow you to ruin my happiness! Let's part ways! So be it!" Patricia responded in an irate tone. Annoyed, Sofia threw her hands into the air. "Fine! Marry him and forget you have a daughter!" The mother and daughter engaged in a staring match. Fire of animosity glowed in their eyes, tearing them apart from each other. Thick silence enveloped the living room. The two women refused to back down. After a long pause... With a heavy heart, Patricia broke the silence. "The dinner tomorrow will be rescheduled to a later date. I'll be gone for a week on vacation with Oscar. Take care of the house and yourself," she said dejectedly. "Message me quickly if you change your mind," she added. "Never!" Sofia huffed, refusing to cave in to her mother's foolish whims. Just like that, their communication ended in a bitter feud. Her mother packed her bags and went on a holiday vacation, cruising around the world on her lover's private yacht. Did her mother think she would sulk alone in her bedroom? No way! She would go on vacation as well. Now she's finally here in this fantastic resort, trying to forget her argument with her mother. Enough crying. Time to enjoy! She put on her swimsuit and a robe and left her suite, heading to the indoor pool located on the right wing of the building. When she arrived there, the pool was almost empty, except for this good-looking guy whose body had been covered with tattoos. She found his tattoo hot and sexy. He was busy scrolling on his phone, unaware of her presence. What a fabulous distraction! Sofia smiled, giggling inwardly. The guy is handsome with mouth-watering abs! She could stare at his face and body all day long, and she would never get bored. She settled on the sun lounger beside him. "Um, hello, can I take this chair if you don't mind?" she asked for permission, smiling seductively. He raised his head, met her sultry gaze and replied, "Sure." He gave him a once-over. "Sexy body," he commented appreciatively, his eyes lingering on her exposed cleavage. "Thanks, your tattoos are hot, I like them," she replied with a smile, settling in the chair, making herself comfortable. His eyes twinkle mischievously. "You like my tattoo, eh? You can touch them if you like, baby girl," he said, instantly liking this alluring bold woman intruding on his solitude. She was amused by his offer. "Really? Can I touch them? No one will object. You don't have a girlfriend who will get angry and jealous if I touch them?" she asked, meeting his flirtatious gaze. "I have no girlfriend. I'm currently single and ready to mingle," he said playfully, sending an undeniable signal to her that he also wanted her. The air suddenly crackled with intense s****l chemistry, like a thick blanket, enveloping them in a vase-like grip. "Great!" Sofia giggled excitedly. She placed her hand on his bare muscles and chest, caressing his magnificent tattoos of tigers and snakes. "Beautiful," she murmured. She could feel his body tense under her touch. She naughtily lowered her hand down to his crotch, and she was rewarded with his groan of anticipation. She looked into his eyes when her hand landed on his manhood, wanting to see his reaction. His intense gaze bore into hers and his breath quickened. She boldly rubbed his hardness up and down. She increased her pace, arousing him to fever pitch. "You like this lover boy?" she asked seductively. Her core was getting moist between her legs, wetting her panties already wet with her needs. "Yes, so good. Keep going, don't stop," he replied, groaning in pleasure. His d**k is getting rock solid with her continued assault. She was planning to insert her hand beneath his swimming trunk to feel his swollen flesh, but she heard footsteps approaching in their location. Damn! She quickly removed her hand from his crotch. She heard him swear profanity under his breath, annoyed that their little play was disturbed abruptly. Out of the corner of her eyes she saw a family of four coming into the pool. She looked at her companion. He stared intensely at her face. "Sorry about that, I got carried away," she apologized. "No need to apologize baby girl, I like what you are doing to me down there," he said. "Why don't we finish what you started in my hotel suite?" he suggested in her ears, his tone thick with lust, letting her know he wanted every inch of her. She smiled. "Alright then, follow me to my room," she replied provocatively, standing up, heading back to her suite. He gathered his stuff and followed her, walking alongside her. They walked in silence, occasionally looking at each other. The smell of s*x is pulsating in the air, strong and intoxicating. They finally arrived outside the door of Sofia's suite. "This is my room," she said, swiping the card key. She pushes the door open. At the last minute, she had a change of heart and was about to tell him, but he moved fast and picked her up, his eyes shimmering with lust. He kicked the door closed behind them.