Mafia Desire (Erotica)

Before I could answer, movement behind Leon caught my attention. I looked passed the mostly naked man to see an olive-skinned brunette walk passed, she too was wearing nothing but a towel. She wasn’t paying attention to who was at the door, but Leon noticed my eyes drift passed him.

The smirk on his face lasted all of three seconds, right up until my fist connected with his nose. I moved before I knew what I was doing, it was like I was watching myself act instead of doing it. I could hear and feel the cartilage crunch under my blow, his face instantly a mask of blood.

Leon hit the floor with a thud, crying out in pain. But I was on him straight away, not giving him any respite. I landed another two clean punches into his face before he got his arms up, covering his busted nose and protecting his head. So I lit up his ribs with a few solid hits, his grunts and groans as satisfying to me in my current state then my sisters moans of pleasure.

A hand on my shoulder drew me out of my enraged state, I looked up to see my father standing beside me. The girl was staring in horror at the mess I made of Leon, but right now I didn’t care. I would accept any and all consequences for what I did here tonight, this fucker deserved it.

I got to my feet and plated my boot on Leon’s chest to keep him down.

“If I ever hear of you going near Hayley, my sister or any of their friends again. We’ll be having another one of these meetings,” I said with a gruff tone. I was surprised I could sound so tough, but I’d never really had anyone I cared about hurt like this.

“Fuck you. Just wait till the cops come knocking on your door asshole,” Leon replied.

As he spoke, he moved his hands away from his face, so I leaned down and punched him in the nose again. Fresh blood spurted down his face and he cried out in pain.

“And if you ever hit another woman again. You won’t see me coming,” I added, shaking my hand. I’d never really hit anyone before, and it hurt my hand more than I thought it would.

My father knelt beside Leon and motioned for me to take my foot off him. I did so and took a step back.C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

“Now listen here Leon. I’ve never liked you, not one bit. I hated the way you looked at my little girl,” he took on a scarily friendly tone. “I’m glad to see you gone. Just remember who I am before you call the police, because I’d be happy to tell them how you threw the first punch.”

I was more than a little shocked that my father would lie to the police about this, he was a lawyer, and this could get him in a lot of trouble.

My dad pulled his phone out as he stood up and turned to the girl-who was still standing in stunned silence-and gestured her to come over to him. She shook her head and clutched her towel tightly.

“Come on darlin. We’re not here to hurt you,” he said in a friendly tone. “But I do need to show you something.”

He took a step towards the unnamed girl and held his phone up for her to see. Once she saw the screen, she stepped closer to my dad and took the phone, looking at the screen with a shocked and repulsed expression on her gorgeous face.

“That girl’s name is Hayley. Those bruises on her face were from this scumbag earlier tonight,” my father added after a few moments.

The girl handed the phone back to my dad and I saw he had a photo of Hayley saved, it was from earlier tonight and I felt my chest tighten when I saw the bruises again. As I was thinking about laying the boot into Leon-still on his back-the towel clad girl stepped closer to him and kicked him between the legs. He cried out in pain-worse than when I broke his nose-and clutched his bruised manhood with both hands. Then the girl darted out of the room.

“Learn from your lesson Leon. Or you might not get off so easily,” my father said. Leon had no reply this time, he just whimpered on the floor of his apartment. The front door was still open, and I heard his neighbours door open from behind me, I turned to see a middle-aged man in his boxer shorts step out with a scowl.

“What in fucks name is-” he started to say. His gaze fell onto Leon and his mouth hung open, he looked between my father and I and then behind us. The girl came out of the back room, dressed and with a handbag, she looked furious.

“Sorry to be making so much racket over here. We were just leaving,” my father addressed the newest addition to the room. “Leon won’t be trouble anymore, if he is, just call me”

My dad handed the man his business card with a smile. He accepted it, looked at Leon again, and smiled.

“That jackass has been needing an ass-whoopin for a while now,” he said. He nodded to my old man then went back to his room.

“Okay my boy. Time to go,” my dad said, then turned to the girl who stood staring at Leon with a scowl. “Would you like a ride home my dear?”

“Sure… thanks,” she replied.

We all left Leon’s apartment, Leon himself was still laying on the floor, clutching his groin.

We ended up dropping Emily-the girl from Leon’s apartment-home, she was quite nice and agreed to testify that Leon threw the first punch, if it was needed. Her story was she matched with Leon on Tinder a few days ago and they’d been chatting since. He told her he was single and invited her over about an hour ago, which she accepted since he seemed like a nice guy. She’d gone to his apartment and immediately felt suspicious, since he lived with Hayley there was a lot of female décor and women’s things around. He played it off to his ex who hadn’t moved out yet, and some being his sister’s from when she visited.

She’d gone to have a shower-since she came from work-and when she came out we were there, she thanked us a few times for saving her from sleeping with him.

She thanked us again and gave me a kiss on the cheek, telling me I was one of the good guys and Hayley is lucky to have me looking out for her.

Dad gave me a wink when she got out of the car, I smiled and shook my head. It wasn’t that she wasn’t gorgeous, but I think I had enough women occupying my brain at the moment. A thought I never, ever expected to have in my entire life.

The drive home was uneventful and quiet, only a few passing comments here and there from my father. I’d just committed a crime in the presence of a lawyer, my father. Then he’d just assured I wasn’t going to get into trouble for it by getting false witness reports. I felt kind of dirty, but I preferred that to getting charged with assault.

We pulled into the reserved spot and sat in the car for a few minutes.

“You did the right thing son,” my father said after a few minutes.

“Did I?” I asked.

“Yes. Leon is scum and he needs to know he can’t assault women without consequences,” he replied. “If he does go to the police, I’ll make sure you’re covered, we can also get Hayley to charge him. Domestic violence never goes down well in court.” He added.

I nodded, and we climbed out of the car.

Back upstairs my mother was sitting in the living room with Tori and Hayley, all three stood as soon as we walked in. My sister ran up to me and hugged me, my mother simply looked at my father with a hint of concern.

“Jace. Are you okay?” Tori asked, with a touch more worry in her voice than she should be displaying, but this was a highly emotional night.

“I’m fine,” I replied.

“Come on dear. Let’s go to bed and leave the children too it,” my father said. Patting me on the shoulder as he passed. My mother offered me a smile and mouthed the words ‘Thank you’ before following her husband upstairs.

Tori took a step back and before I knew it, I had Hayley’s arms around my waist, her head pressed against my chest. I hugged back and began stroking her hair. She’d cleaned up in the time I was gone, she wore no makeup-at least none I could see-and her brown ringlets looked brushed. She also seemed to have gotten changed because she was wearing one of my new work shirts, the shirt hung down to her thighs and covered a great deal of her. But she still looked sexy as hell.

“Are you hurt?” Hayley asked me, turning her head up to look at me.

“No. Not at all,” I replied.

“Your hand,” she said.

Hayley stepped away from me and took my hand in hers, I noticed for the first time that I had a bruise and swelling forming on my two smallest knuckles. I really needed to know how to throw a punch without hurting myself.

“Leon?” Tori asked. The name making Hayley wince.

“He won’t be bothering you again. He got the message,” I said to both my sister and Hayley.

Tori gave me a smile and hugged me, then hugged her friend. Then I was being dragged off to the bathroom by both the girls.

Looking in the mirror for the first time since I got home, I could understand why the girls were worried. I had blood on my face and shirt, turns out Leon was a squirter. I’d also got a fair amount of blood on my hands, so the girls went about cleaning me up, insisting I had to take my shirt off to do it.

Hayley was smiling again as Tori made jokes, she was always good at breaking tension in a room. But Hayley looked a little more reserved, drawn in then she usually was. I guess she just needed time to process what happened tonight, she hadn’t asked what went down at Leon’s apartment, and I wouldn’t say until she was ready.

Once I was cleaned up-and somehow in my underwear-we left the bathroom, I headed to my room and Tori to hers. There wasn’t a chance of us being together tonight and to be honest, it wasn’t really the right mood for sex. I got the feeling that Tori felt the same, but Hayley stopped in the hallway, facing my sister.

“Do you mind if I stay with Jason tonight?” she asked my brunette sister. Tori smiled and embraced her friend, telling her it was fine by her. Hayley turned to face me.

“Do you mind? I just want you to hold me while I sleep” she said to me now, looking a little nervous.