Sex with My Mafia Stepbrother

I stood right there in the sitting room facing the window bind. Although I wasn’t lost in thought but had no track of what was happening around me. I just don’t have the time to cope with the world and my thoughts.

I paced around trying to get my anger in check but it wasn’t working.

I let Tiffany have some freedom and now she was using it to see Massimo.

I couldn’t bring myself to understand why she’d be getting close to Massimo and letting him touch her.

No matter how hard I tried, it didn’t make no sense to me. It all felt like a stupid joke that I needed to stop.

“So what now?” Tiffany asked from the couch she was sitting.

I ignored her cause it was because of her I am this pissed. If only she listened and stopped playing around, I wouldn’t have to think of ways to-

“Luciano I’m talking to you,” she interrupted.

“And what the fuck am I supposed to do if you’re talking to me?” I yelled at her.

“Listen?” She suggested. “Isn’t that supposed to be a thing?”

“No, let’s do it this way. Why don’t you listen for once in your life? You want me to listen but you don’t ever listen, spare me that bullshit.”

“It’s not like that.” Tiffany frowned.

“Then it’s how? All I’ve tried to do is make you feel okay and give you some freedom, but you just keep doing stupid things!”

She breathed out and I felt pissed. I walked away before she could say anything more.

“The bastard again,” I cussed as I walked into my room.

Massimo always had a plan and it scared me to know he may be having one relating to Tiffany.

I shoved out my phone from my pocket and dialed his number. I needed to stop the whole game before it goes out of hand.

I waited for the call to connect and when it did, I swallowed hard.

“Massimo it’s me,” I said. “Luciano and I just want to talk.”

“Luciano,” Massimo sneered. “I’m surprised that you called but what surprises me more is how you got my number.”

I knew that was his way of asking how I got his number but I wasn’t about to explain shit. After all, he knew I must have gotten it from Tiffany and he just want to rub it on my face.

“Look, I just want us to talk. Do you want to settle things?”

“Hmm,” he said and thought for a while. “I’ll send you an address then, meet me there so we can talk.”

“No,” I rebutted. “Let’s meet somewhere else, somewhere open. The Diego hall is perfect.”

Very perfect.

“Fine.” Massimo agreed with question.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

It was like he had been waiting for this moment or he had it coming.

I gave a nod like he could see me and ended the call. I grabbed hoodie from the wardrobe and took a matching cap.

I walked back to the sitting room and Tiffany turned in my direction.

“Where are you going?” She asked.

“I have to be somewhere. Don’t leave the house.”

“But I’m going out with Massimo,” she blurted. “I have a date and I can’t miss it.”

I knew she was lying at that instance. There was no way she was going to meet Massimo. They didn’t have any plan, he have plan with me and …. I checked her phone.

I took a step forward and maintained eye contact with her.

“You can either sit your ass home or I’ll resume locking you.”

My voice was grim and I kept a straight face as I told her those words.

She didn’t have much of an option and she knew it. Tiffany went calm and she swallowed the lump in her throat.

Satisfied at how I was able to shut her up, I smirked. As I turned to leave, she yelled.

“Luciano!! What is this about?!”

“What?” I asked her back. I turned to face her.

“This,” she said laying emphasis on nothing in particular.

I raised her brows at her and she shook her head.

“Why are you doing all of this?” She asked again. “You know for a fact that what we have isn’t real and it can never be real. We are siblings Luciano, we cannot be together. Don’t you get-”

“Enough,” I yelled back. “Didn’t you know this when you were masturbating and moaning my name?”

She clenched her jaw like I hit a sensitive spot. She didn’t respond to that so I continued.

“No, tell me. Didn’t you know all the bullshit you’re saying when we were busy on that bed making love? You didn’t know we couldn’t have a thing when we stayed all night fucking, huh? All of a sudden you realize that we cannot have a thing when I have given you my heart.”

“I never asked for your heart,” she said in defense.

Yet she didn’t. Foolish me.

“But you asked for the sex. To be fucked and fingered till you had your cum all over-”

“Stop!” She said.

I paused and then wiped off the single tear drop that was making it’s way down my cheek.

“I love you Tiffany.”

She should her head in disapproval. “It’s not right, Luciano.”

I hurled my hands till it sent the glass of water to the wall.

She flinched and I pointed my hands to her. “I love you and I don’t care if you want it or not.”

She stood there looking startled but I wasn’t moved. I needed her to understand that I was in love with her and she couldn’t stop me.

I took a step forward to her and kissed her lips. “I need to settle some stuff, I’ll be back soon.”

She looked at me with disbelief clearly in her eyes.

I reached the door and walked away. I waited for a few seconds before going back in.

I walked into Tiffany dressing up and she flinched when she saw me.

“I- I thought you already left,”

“Call me if you really need help,” I told her and she looked at me with her brows furrowed.

“Don’t do anything stupid, you’re being watched,” I reminded her and she threw me a look.

“Asshole,” she cussed. “Why can’t you stop being so fucking creepy?!”

I ignored the last question because it didn’t deserve an answer. She already knew I couldn’t stop being this way until she learned to behave accordingly.

I walked away and when I reached the door, I locked the door behind me.