Sex with My Mafia Stepbrother

I stood in the middle of the room like a toy waiting to be bought by a child. My hands were folded forward in anticipation, perhaps I was going somewhere.

The door opened to reveal Gladys stepping into the room with a laptop. Right, Massimo.

“Ouu, pretty in captivity,” she remarked in a voice that failed to match the sweetness of her voice and a not so sweet smile on her face.

“Take a seat,” she ordered sharply and then opened the laptop. It was connecting to a video call and I could see myself through the screen. I looked stunning really, she must be so jealous.

“Connected.” Immediately Massimo’s face came up on the screen, he wasn’t looking so good. I could spot wrinkles and some little scars on his face surprisingly, perhaps it was because there was a time I couldn’t go a day without staring at his face. Now I absolutely loathed him.

Sitting still in the chair with my hands in the middle of my legs, I refused to speak up until he noticed me. The reaction I expected was definitely not what I got.

“It’s connected,” he said fearfully before sitting up in his chair. I waited for ten seconds yet the wicked and evil grin didn’t come. It was all sorrows.

“I didn’t mean to kill Luciano, it was all your fault. Yes, it was all you,” he attacked me hysterically with a look of anger on his face.

“I never wanted to have this conversation but Gladys keeps calling me and I don’t know why. You’ve been kidnapped and I’m out of this,” he lamented and whined like a little child whose candy got taken away from.

“Oh, you’re such a coward. Why can’t you just keep to your end of the deal? It’s not so hard, is it?” Gladys attacked. She was now directly beside me and her shooting angry words were piercing through my ears.

“I told you from the beginning, didn’t I?” These were Massimo’s words and then I began to dissociate.

I sat there looking at the now blank screen in my head an do couldn’t help but feel useless. I knew I had always been useless, but this was a different kind of low. Zino was refusing to pick up, the only person I loved was dead and now Massimo dared to attack me.

Tears flowed like a river from my eyes. “You’re such a baby,” Gladys screamed into my ear. I began to wipe away the tears with the hem of my dress before she noticed. I couldn’t let them see that I was weak, it wouldn’t do so much good for me.

“Did I blame you? I blame her, I blame Tiffany. She’s the reason Luciano is dead,” Massimo didn’t know this but those words were going to stick to my skin like glue for the rest of my life, if I survived.

I stared at him, unable to defend myself. His words were taking a toll on me and I couldn’t help but try to fix the blame on myself somehow.

“If only you didn’t persuade him to come to the party, he would still be alive,” he accused, screaming even louder.

“All you ever do is attract problems like a magnet Tiffany. That’s all you do.” There was a pause for some seconds, the words were sinking in and then he continued. “I wonder how you feel being pregnant for him and still leading him to his death.”

The room was turning, the four corners became round and I saw myself in the middle of it all, lost and confused. Pregnancy was a new thing to me.

“What do you mean?” Gladys asked confused. “What do you mean it’s Luciano’s child?”

“You heard me right.”

“What makes you all think I’m pregnant? How did you even know there could be a baby? I’m not so sure there is,” I finally found my voice.

Massimo smirked for a second and I could already dread the reply. “Well, I owe that to Gladys. After her stupid attack on the hospital, a nurse mistook me for Luciano and informed me that you were pregnant.”

“But -,”

I was cut short by Massimo. “Yes, I know. Luciano said you weren’t, I hired someone to act like a nurse from the hospital and lie that you weren’t.”

And now I didn’t care, the tears poured out and I sobbed loudly. Luciano was dead without a clue that he was going to become a father. He was dead, I wanted to scream out my lungs.

“It’s all your fault, you’re a horrible person and I know those tears are fake.” Massimo’s attacks made me feel even worse, I felt terrible.

There was a loud laughter, a really loud one from Massimo followed by a very evil grin. “I bet Zino would be happy to know his step child killed his child and then gave him a grandchild. I wonder what he’ll do with you.”

” I didn’t kill him, I didn’t,” the fear of Zino thinking I killed Lu brought out the voice I didn’t know I had to speak.

“It wasn’t me who blew him up, was it? It’s your fault Massimo, I mean I wasn’t even there when he died. Don’t you dare try to pin this on me.” This was probably the most serious I had sounded my entire life.

“Besides, I still can’t wrap my head around why you’re so obsessed with Lu after seven freaking years. Get a life Massimo,” I ended.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

The look on Gladys’s face showed that she was enjoying how everything was playing out. “Well I hate to break it to you love, but Massimo was and is still in love with Luciano.”

“No it’s not love,” I cried. “I love Luciano, not him. It’s me.”

“How dare-,”

Massimo wasn’t done screaming when Gladys ended the call and sat on the table to face me.

“I wonder what the school will think when they see this. Such a delight, isn’t it?”

“I couldn’t care less. Go fuck yourself.”