Sex with My Mafia Stepbrother

With my hands on the wheels, father’s words rang at the back of my head “it’s a very bad idea, you might be working into your own death.” I had told him not to worry but I wasn’t so sure I wasn’t worrying either.

Tiffany on the other hand had no idea where I was going, it was normal, I hardly informed her about my whereabouts. But after the drama that took place the other day, I couldn’t help but feel like she deserved to know every single detail about me, it was wrong to out her in the dark.

My phone’s screen lit up that instant as if agreeing with my thoughts to call Tiffany so I picked it and dialed her number.

After the third ring, old town road stopped blasting into my ears and I heard her sweet voice instead “Hi Lu.”

“Committed suicide yet?” I had absolutely no idea what she was talking about.

“Huh?”

“Father said you’re on your way to commit suicide,” trust father to be dramatic about everything. “I just want to let you know that when or if you eventually die, I’ll make your body suffer, I’ll stab you in 99 places, the hundredth being the tip of your dick.”

If that didn’t frighten you, I don’t know what will. All of a sudden, I couldn’t find the courage to tell her; I developed cold feet.

“Of course father’s joking. I’m on way to make a deal and get you a surprise,” I lied.

“Ouu, what’s that?” She squealed in excitement.

“It’s a surprise for a reason, you’ll find out later. Got to go, I’ll talk to you later,” I hung up as soon as I neared my destination.

Driving into the parking lot, I came down from the car and hit the doorbell twice. Less than five seconds later, the door opened and a face popped out with shock written all over it. I always had the element of surprise.

“Hi Massimo,” I waved, grabbing the door handle and pushing it ajar to let myself in.

He was beyond shocked, he stood still at the door for almost ten seconds before finally closing it and joining me at the dining.

“Do you care for some coffee or a drink?” I could sense the fear in his voice as he asked.

“Of course, some coffee would be nice,” I replied although I had no intentions of drinking it. I needed an avenue to execute my plan.

As I watched him prepare the coffee, second thoughts came into my head. Perhaps I should, perhaps I shouldn’t, I was skeptical about pursuing my plans.

“Hmmm,” I cleared my throat and sat up in the chair as he was almost done with the coffee. I felt a small sharp pain in my belly and remembered the stabs I got from Massimo. No way in hell, I was definitely doing it.

“Here it is,” he handed over the mug with shaky hands.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Thank you,” I replied, grabbing his hands and immediately strapping a watch on it.

It had begun.

“Take a seat, let’s talk,” I ordered him.

He obliged, looking as confused as ever. “What’s this about?”

“Guess how much I spent in two days?” I asked “Fifty thousand dollars all because I was looking for something to hurt you as deeply as you hurt me,” I explained before he even had a chance to answer.

“What’s this about Luciano?” He questioned again, waving his hand in the air.

“The watch? Rightt, in three minutes a poison would be injected into your body. Is it a scorpion? No, I actually can’t remember but something would be injected into you from that watch.”

“Stop fooling around and get serious.”

I was angered by this statement, he really had some nerves referring to me as a fool. “I remember now, the blood of an AIDS patient will be injected into your veins and I’ll make sure no harm comes to you so I can watch you grow old with AIDS.”

“I’m not afraid,” Massimo started out, his fear beginning to fade slowly. “I’m not afraid to die unless you want to kill me like a chicken.”

“Now that you say this you remind me of the other good news I heard,” I smiled mischievously while rubbing my palms together.

“I heard your mom got shot and is in excessive pain and oh yeah, didn’t your father die like a chicken.”

The reaction I was expecting was exactly what I got. He got up from his chair immediately moving towards me with gritted teeth. “Leave, get the hell out of my house,” he bellowed.

“Not yet Massimo so calm the fuck down,” I screamed. “I need access to your part of Calabria.”

“Impossible, it’s our biggest hold. There’s no way in hell I’m going to give it out,” his voice was started to get high and his breaths sounded like he was panicking.

“Oh yeah? I think you should take a look at your chest.”

“Luciano, what’s going on?” He asked immediately. His chests was fill of about six red lights, I had my snipers positioned already; getting access to his part of Calabria wasn’t going to be so easy.

“You know,” I started, moving closer to him. “I could give the order to have you shot in the lower belly as payback if I want to be petty or I can just have you killed entirely, so hurry up with this deal,” I threatened with my voice getting even deeper.

“It’s all cap Lu, we both know it.”

“Activate the watch,” I said to no one in particular.

The watch pierced Massimo and clung on to his skin. I watch his expression change to one full of terror, it brought me so much joy to watch him squeeze his face and not know what to do.

“Stop that boy, you’ll only end up hurting yourself or even lose your wrist. The blades and needles in the watch are sharp,” I informed him as he tried to tank the watch off his wrist.

The next minute, guns were pointed at me. Four of Massimo’s men stood with their riffles aimed at my chest.

“Tell them to stand down,” I ordered.

“Fuck you.”