Sex with My Mafia Stepbrother

LUCIANO’S POV

What if someone comes to take her?© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

What if she get strangled in her sleep?

Yeah, tiff is a very heavy sleeper and that creep.

I wasn’t feeling comfortable so I stood up and walked to Tiffany’s room. I opened the door gently and walked inside.

I stood there for some minutes watching her. Her eyes were closed and she laid on the bed gently.

Her hands were placed under her head and her legs curled softly. I could tell that she was already dreaming because of how calm she looked.

Mere looking at her made me regret the thing I said to her today, especially when I told her that out love making was a mistake. I swear I love Tiffany but we are family!

Staring at her made me recall beautiful moment and it hurt that I won’t have them again. Tiffany is the only person I had loved this way abd I will never forget her. I will love her forever!

Shit! I can’t afford getting hard for her again. I need to respect her and give her the best.

I swallowed hard after watching her for a few minutes and walked away from the room. I walked back to the sitting room and checked the windows. I checked if the door was properly locked and if there was anything amiss.

Everything looked normal so I sighed and turned back to the couch.

I was being so conscious cause I expected Massimo to attempt to attack me. I picked up my phone and dialed a number.

“Boss,” Antonio called.

I swallowed hard and looked around before speaking to the phone.

“Make sure everywhere is secured and if you notice anything, even the slightest change tell me immediately.”

“Yes Boss.”

“Be careful and watch out.” With that I ended the call. In as much as it is their duty to look out for us, I still wanted them to look out for themselves and be safe for their families.

I ended the call and tossed the phone to the couch. The phone fell to the couch and I just turned away.

I sat on the couch and relaxed my back on the couch. I shoved out my gun from my back pocket and placed it on my chest.

I sighed audibly and thought of getting a few minutes of sleep. I closed my eyes and tried to get some sleep when my phone buzzed on the chair.

I opened my eyes immediately thinking it was one of my men. My heart skipped at the thought of us being under an attack.

I picked up the phone and checked the caller ID to see it was Massimo. I swallowed the lump forming in my throat as I wondered why Massimo was calling me.

I picked the call and placed the phone on my ear.

“Luciano,” he called the moment the call connected.

“You are-”

“Why did you attack me and leave like that?”

“Don’t you dare,” I told him. “I heard it Massimo. I heard every thing you said. I am ashamed to have trusted you. I blame myself for falling for your shit.”

He chuckled lightly and I had no idea why. I tried to think of what could make him chuckle.

“You trusted me-” he said and paused. “It’s not what you think. I wasn’t talking about killing you.”

I scoffed at that sentence because I was sure of what I heard.

“I’m serious Luciano. My father is holding my mother captive. I want to go away but there’s a problem. My father wants you dead or Tiffany alive and brought to him.”

“What?” I managed to say.

“Yeah,” he affirmed. “I wanted to swap my mom but he caught me. He caught me and now he wants his job done fast.”

I felt a lump in my throat as he said that. I knew how dangerous such jobs could be. I knew Massimo was saying the truth but the last thing I wanted was to make him feel like I trusted him again.

I didn’t want Massimo thinking that I was falling for his words again.

“I don’t believe you,” I cussed at him. “You know what? You’re just a motherfucking asshole who thinks he can get away with whatever he does but you’ll not get away with it if you try to-”

“Just listen to me,” Massimo said.

“No, you listen to me. I know what you and your father are. I know what you both are trying to do here but I’ll not let anything happen again. Trust me, I can do worse than I did when we were younger.”

He scoffed and I could sense it that he was allowing me to spill whatever I wanted.

“I swear that you and your father disgust me so much and I swear that if anything happens, I’ll teach you a lesson. Make my words Massimo. I’ll make you pay badly if you do anything.”

“I’m not doing nothing!” He yelled back. “Just listen to me for fucks sake!”

I paused to hear what he was going to say.

“I will never hurt you. I love you and that’s why i’m taking Tiffany to my-”

“Don’t you dare,” I warned him.

My eyes widened and surprise filled me. I couldn’t figure out why but all I knew was that i’d stop him no matter what it took.

“Don’t you even think of it,” I reminded him. “And tell me, why were you sick enough to attack the hospital? Is that how low you can stoop?”

I clenched my hands in a fist as I said those words.

“What are you talking about?” He asked and I frowned.

“Don’t even play dumb,” I told him. “You attacked me and Tiffany at the hospital. That was you, Massimo.”

“No no,” he rebutted. “That wasn’t me. I would never do something like that. You should know me better than that.”

I didn’t respond at first. I just kept mute before I finally scoffed.

“If I find out that this was you or your men, I promise I’ll deal with you. Mark those words Massimo.”

“I can’t do anything to hurt you. Don’t you get that?” He asked not expecting a response. “Look, I cannot do anything to hurt you and I need you to understand that. I love you Luciano. Are we going to see again? I think we-”

I ended the call before he could complete his sentence. I already knew what he was going to say.

I tossed the phone away and sighed in frustration.

“Who could that be?” I asked myself.

I kept wondering who else would want me dead if not Massimo. He was the only person I could think of and now that he said it wasn’t-

“Shit,” I cussed. Could it be my father?