Sex with My Mafia Stepbrother

I dropped her bag but a part of me felt the urge to check it again.

I opened the purse again and when I checked the first layer, I frowned.

Hidden in her purse was the passport that Tiffany accused me of stealing.

“Bitch,” I cussed and slipped the passport into my pocket.

I walked closer to the both of them and dragged Gladys up. She was stinking from too much alcohol and I couldn’t stop her from whining.

I sighed at the thoughts of things going wrong. If Massimo ever got hold of us, he would do crazy things and I couldn’t afford to let that happen.

Who was I kidding? Massimo is dead! It could be his father coming back at me but I know I…

‘I feel I am crazy’ I thought.

My once bestie is capable of gruesome murders and a lot of criminal activities. Well, I am too but-

“Common, let go of me,” Gladys chuckled and turned but I held her hands tighter.

No time for games.

“Fun time is over,” I said to her as I dragged her out of the apartment.

“Wait stop! She’s my friend,” Tiffany said laughing from where she was.

I already had enough to worry about in a day and I didn’t want to do anything stupid.

I pushed the door open and dragged Gladys out. I locked the door immediately leaving Tiffany inside and putting the keys in my jacket.

I felt bad for doing that. For locking Tiffany up like a prisoner but I had my reasons.

I needed to protect her and the only way I could do that is by being cautious.

“Where’s your fucking door?” I asked as we approached the third door in the row.

“This way,” she pointed and I kept walking beside her. “It’s a door though – a very fine door.”

She was already wasted and the last thing I wanted to do was get into conversations with a drunk ass.

She pressed on the bell and the door opened.

I held her hands and helped her inside so she wouldn’t slide and fall.

“You’re so kind,” she said and continued smiling sheepishly. “You’re so sexy too.”

She bit her lower lips and I could see the sexy grin that followed.

“What?” She asked and laughed. “Don’t you think you’re sexy enough to fuck me?”

“Well, lets get you inside and give you a glass of water.”

“I don’t need water.”

“You’re thirsty,” I told her. “Its written all over you.”

“Since when did you start reading people?” She asked and scratched her hair.

I didn’t want to talk must so i just rolled my eyes. Damn, it felt so strange doing that.

The side-eye thing.

“Since a drunk ass became friends with Tiffany.”

“Oh!” She chuckled. “Tiffany. I told her how hot you are once.”

“Hmm?” I asked and raised my brows.

“Yea but she brushed it off.”

When we got to the bedroom, I pushed the door open and helped her to the bed.

She fell to the bed and sighed. “Its been such a long night.”

“Yeah. Get some rest and make sure you lock your door.”

I walked away before her drunk ass could say anything but I wasn’t going back yet.

I needed to make sure I could find anything that could help me.

I turned to the drawer and opened it. I searched through the drawer but there was nothing else.

It only had her makeup kit and some annoying girly stuff. I checked again and this time, there was a ton of cash.

So much cash that she couldn’t have just worked for.

Suspicious.

It made me keeps searching. Maybe I could find a gun? Was she part of a gang that robbed people?

I shook the thoughts out of my head and continued searching.

I checked the next drawer and there was nothing but books.

I threw the books to the floor and began searching them one after the other but there was nothing to see.

After a few minutes of continuously searching for something that could implicate her, I gave up.

She wasn’t so innocent but there was nothing against her yet.

I stood up to my feet and reached for the coat on the wall. I checked the pocket and when I was certain I was only wasting my time, I turned to leave.

“Don’t be in so much hurry.”

I turned in the direction of the voice and it was Gladys.

She was now dressed in a different clothe. In a night dress that revealed her cleavage and had her thighs on show.

“What are you doing?” I asked as she walked closer to me.

She had this seductive eyes that wouldn’t stop looking into mine and when she got closer to me, she just touched my shoulder.

“Something I should have done a long time ago.”

“Gladys you are drunk and-”

“Horny as fuck. Wet as fuck and I want you to fuck me dirty till I can no longer breath.”

Yeah! I really want to kill her for real. But nah!

I turned my face was from her but her hands reached for my trouser and attempted to buckle down my trouser.

I felt my dick get hard in her hands and she just smiled wickedly.

“You’re so hard, I can’t wait for you to fuck me.”

“You are-”

“Tempting? Common Luciano, I know you want to do this. Do it already, fuck me. Kiss me and treat me like your slave.”

“You are drunk.”All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“I had a few drinks, yeah but I know what I’m saying and doing right now. I’m asking you to fuck me real hard because that’s what I’ve always wanted and not because I’m drunk.”

She paused and kissed my neck. Gently, her hands began touching my dick gently till it got me growling.

For a moment, I just wanted to fuck her. She wanted rough sex and I could do that, obviously.

She would be a one night stand I would forget about but the thoughts of Tiffany wouldn’t let me go ahead with it. Just when I was rock hard, her face flashed in my head and I stopped.

“Stop!” I Didn’t expect to tell.

“Common Luciano, you don’t get to stop when my pussy is dripping wet for you. Feel it, here,” she said and grabbed my hands to trace down her pants.