Sex with My Mafia Stepbrother

LUCIANO’S POV

I watched the droplet of blood drop from his mouth as my men punched him. He was on his knees with his hands tied behind him.

“Please-” he tried to say but before he could finish, another punch landed on his face.

He coughed and in split seconds, he was spitting on the floor.

“Asshole,” I blurted as I walked closer to him and held his neck. “Tell me, do you love assaulting women?”

He shook his head in disapproval and I gave a sign to my man Brad.

Brad punched him in his stomach and he growled loudly.

“That’s for lying,” I told him.

I hated how disgusting it sounded but more than that, it irked me that he laid his filthy hands on Tiffany. My Tiffany!

I’ve always saved other women from monsters and I couldn’t stop wondering what could have happened to Tiff if I wasn’t there. What would have being the schools headline and how many people I would then have to silence forever.

She couldn’t protect herself and that was the reason I always wanted to always be around her.

I needed to protect her and make sure there was nothing that would hurt her.

“I’m sorry,” the man begged. “I promise I’ll never touch her again.”

“Of course, you’re never going to lay your fucking hands on her.”

“I will never.”

“Shut up!” I yelled at him. “You’re never going to touch it or assault any woman again. Understood?”Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

He gave a nod in haste. “Yes yes. I understand.”

“Good.”

Brad and the rest two men were stationed around the room with their eyes fixated on him.

“What do we do to him?” Brad asked and I turned to look at him.

“Asher,” I called the other man. “Are you still into men?”

Giggles followed and I knew it was going to be positive. I’ve known Asher to be gay and into men.

“I still fuck men Boss,” he said. “I like women too but I’ll feast on any.”

“So you mean you’re bi?” I asked and he gave a small nod.

I needed to be sure as I won’t force him to have something.

“Good cause you’ll have this one tonight,” I said pointing to our hostage.

“No please!” He screamed. “Please don’t. I’ll pay. Take all my money, I’ll pay. Please don’t do this.”

“You think you’ve got enough money, hm?” Brad asked smirking. He lowered his stance to the floor and looked at him.

“Tell me, how much do you think will save you?”

“I have money. I can pay you anything you want. Just let me go, please.”

“You must think we’re dumb,” Brad told him.

“No no. I don’t – please just let me go. I promise I won’t say anything too.”

“That’s enough joke for the day. Asher-”

“No, please! I’ll pay you one thousand pounds.”

Brad paused for a moment and looked at me as if waiting for my order.

I smirked because he must think his money was going to free him after he laid his hands on Tiffany.

I turned. “Here’s 2, 000 pounds.”

I handed it to Brad. “For you and the men. Now get his asshole on fire. He’s all yours, Asher.”

“Nooooooo! Please help. Don’t -”

As I approached the door, I heard the chatters behind me.

“You’ll not be able to sit down after this,” Asher threatened.

I laughed and pushed the door open. I exited the room. I was done dealing with him and now I needed to take Tiffany home.

I got to the spot where I left her and she was no longer there.

I looked around me immediately but there was still no sight of her. “Fuck!” I cussed when I realized she could be in bigger danger.

I turned to the next speck and when I looked down, Tiffany was on the floor wasted.

“Oh shit,” I blurted and walked toward her.

I grabbed her immediately and checked her. I needed to know if anyone took advantage of her I checked for her underwear and it was intact.

A rush of relief flooded me and I paused.

Tiffany opened her eyes slightly and chuckled.

“Now get up and let’s get you home,” I said putting her arm around my shoulder.

Although the situation was messy and partly her fault, I couldn’t blame her for it.

Not on this condition where she needed to be cleaned and placed in a fucking bathtub.

“Come with me,” I muttered as I raised her.

“Stop,” she chuckled but I ignored her cause she was drunk as hell.

“Tiffany that’s enough.”

“No, Massimo went to get me water.”

“What?”

I paused when I heard her mention his name.

“What do you mean?” I asked her and she shook her head lightly.

“Don’t worry, he’s not this guy who tried to -”

“Tiffany.”

“I’m serious. I’ve ditched school with him before and he didn’t do anything crazy.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” I questioned.

My attention turned to the moans coming from the side and when I turned, it was Gladys making out with a random guy.

I felt bad for a moment but I brushed it off and took Tiffany home.

I walked her to her room and assisted her to take off her clothes. “Now, run a bath,” I told her.

She kept looking at me but I didn’t want to yell at her or anything.

I turned to the door.

“Wait,” she called. “It’s been so long we-”

Before she finished her statement, I closed the space between us and grabbed her. I kissed her passionately as soon as I got the signal and pulled her body to me.

“Luciano.”

Her voice was sexy and the way she tasted made me want her more.

“Ourgh,” she moaned softly into my mouth. “That’s fucking hot.”

The tension was sensational and I could feel her bare body boiling.

She held my hands and led it to her pussy. She gave a nod and I slid my finger inside her.

I slid my tongue into hers as I continued whirling around her.

She moaned my name as I finger fucked her slowly.

I kissed her forehead and attempted to leave but she wouldn’t let me.

“Luciano,” she called. “Please fuck me.”