Sex with My Mafia Stepbrother

TIFFANY’S POV

I stood there firmly and when I turned to my side, my jaw dropped.

“Luciano?”

Fuck, it was really him.

“Shh,” he sounded and then looked around before taking a step closer to me. How could this be possible?

I didn’t know what I feared the most but I couldn’t think straight. He was dead but here he was just a step away from me.

“Is that really you?” I asked and he gave a nod. He took a step forward to close the gap between us.

He hugged me and I could feel tears welling up my eyes. It felt so unreal to actually be in Luciano’s arms again.

“Please don’t leave,” I begged as his hands wrapped around me.

I could feel his heartbeat and everything else seemed to not matter.

“This was your fault, Tiff.” His voice wasn’t condemning.. It was just calm and yet spiking.

“I-” I tried to day something even when I had no idea of what to say but he shook his head. “I love you still.”

“Will Zino be happy with me and the baby?” That was all I could think of asking; knowing fully well that it bothered me all the time.

“Will he?”

Luciano smiled and just at that point I felt a strange way. My eyes flared open and I quickly sat up on my bed.

It was a dream.

I gasped for breath and then held my chest as I felt it squeeze. He said it was my fault, all of it and I couldn’t deny it.

If I hadn’t made him take me to that party, then- this wouldn’t have happened. I caused it with my persistence on wanting to attend the party.

He knew how happy it would make me that was why he accepted to take me to the party.

I swallowed hard as I thought of it and he everything has turned upside down. I remembered my passport- how I cleaned it and planned on meeting with my mom during the holidays.

I wanted to surprise him after the party.

I badly wanted to meet my mom and also surprise Luciano.

I stood up from the bed because I needed to use the restroom. I slid my legs into the slippers there and turned to the window first. “Oh shit,” I muttered when I realized it was already dark.

I didn’t know how long I slept but I must have overslept not to when it became this dark.

I opened the door and kept walking around. I knew I shouldn’t be doing this but everything in me felt like it.

“You are not allowed to be out by this time,” A speaker sounded. “Go back and get some sleep, you’re being watched.”

I ignored it like I didn’t hear shit and kept walking. I knew the worst that could happen was for some fucked up beep sounds to begin alarming everyone and I wasn’t scared of Gladys. I mean, to hell with her.

After walking the distance I wanted, I got tired and returned back to sit down. I gave a loud high and then rested my head.

It didn’t take long before started feeling sleepy again. I closed my eyes and I fell asleep on the arms of dizziness.

“Oh my goddddddd!!!!” A voice yelled and I could tell something was wrong.

My eyes flared open at the noise and I frowned. I didn’t even know how long I had slept before the noise.

Whatever was happening seemed like a lot because the voice wouldn’t cease; instead it got louder and more infuriating.

I woke up to the noise and looked around trying to understand what was happening.

“I’m so excited,” Gladys blurted and I just heaved. Of course it had to be her. She was the one making the damn noise.

“I can’t believe thissssssss!!!” She dragged and screamed too.

I looked at her with irritation on my face.

She laughed softly and then turned to face me. “Guess what?”

I wasn’t in no mood to guess so I ignored her waiting for her to say whatever it was herself.

“I should probably tell you,” she said and laughed. “Maybe you’ll find it hilarious and a relief to your misery.”

I ignored her still. She was being so chaotic with her noise and she knew it.

“I spoke to almighty Zino and he threatened to kill me if anything happens to you.” She paused and looked at me. “Oh my God, Tiffany.. I’m so scared. I’m shaking and I’m scared of Zino.”

I swallowed hard and just continued looking at her.

“They don’t have any idea where I am,” she said proudly.

“Dummy,” I blurted. “They can trace you using the video you posted. Don’t you even think smartly?”Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

“Oh shut up!” She laughed. “If that’s the case then you are in India!”

I had no idea what to do with her, she was effortlessly a bitch. “Are you not tired?” I managed to ask.

“Of course not! I mean- I have a lot in my plates. Since your father is serious, I could make up some things about him too. Tell me which sounds more fun to be on a headline.

Zino killed his son to get his step daughter since immorality flows in the family or- stirring immorality between-”

“Enough,” I blurted. “Haven’t you done enough already?”

“You have no idea what’s even in store for you,” she told me. “Do you want to take a guess it you’ll rather it unfolds in your very eyes? If I was you, i’d choose the latter. Knowing them may just kill you already.”

“You’re disgusting.”

“Not the first time I heard that. By the way, which is more disgusting? Me or getting pregnant for your step brother?”

I swallowed hard and ignored her. “Where are we?”

I didn’t think she’ll respond but she just burst into laughter and gave me a look.

“Where are we?” I asked her again.

“My former apartment,” she responded and my jaw dropped.