Sex with My Mafia Stepbrother

I kept my gaze fixated on the windscreen while driving.

Tiffany was beside me but she wasn’t paying attention to anything. She had her hands raised to her her jaw and supported it by placing her elbow on the car window.

I turned at intervals to see the look on her face but they weren’t very comprehensive.

I continued navigating the car through the alleyway and trying to drive faster but I was also cautious of my speed level.

When I checked and saw it was ticking up, I paused and maintained a steady and safe velocity.

I didn’t want to scare Tiffany or make her get freaked out to the extent of jumping out of the car.

My phone buzzed in my pocket and it made me shake my head back into consciousness.

Tiffany looked at me and then turned away.

I used one hand to shove the phone out of my pocket and then looked at the screen. It was Brad calling.

“Yes- I’m listening,” I told him as I connected the call to my ear pod.

I could have easily connected it to the car’s speaker but it was confidential information and I didn’t want Tiffany to hear it.

“Are you there boss?” He asked.

“Yes, tell me what you got.”

“Boss, I think she’s up to something. She was seen with Massimo and they have been seen together a couple of times.”

“Really?”

“Yes, Boss. If you ask me, I think they have something going on and it’s not very comfortable since Tiffany is involved.”

“Don’t worry about that,” I told him. “Just keep watch and always be on guard.”

This is the reason I hate being with people. Just how many months! Very few!! I can’t believe Gladys was getting my Tiff into some shit.

I ended the call before he could say anything else and continued driving.Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

Tiffany looked at me in a brief second and I could tell she was wondering.

She was wondering what I was up to but there was no way on earth I’d tell her I’d been spying on Gladys.

She seems to like her a lot but I still had my suspicions about her and I needed to act fast.

I got to the freeway leading to our apartment and stopped.

Everything would go as planned but shit. Tiffany enjoys staying with Gladys and that only meant Massimo might be there.

The thought of it send a trickle to my skin and I itched to do something stupid.

I turned off the ignition of the car and just as Tiffany was about to open the car I stopped her.

“Have you let Massimo touch you?” I blurted out.

Shit! I felt stupid!

It came out like that before I could choose the best way to say it.

No, I didn’t mean to make her feel like a whore but damn it. The thought of it was already making me feel sick and I couldn’t help it.

Tiffany looked at me without any word and raised her brows. It was strange for me to ask her such a disgusting question but I couldn’t help it.

I looked at her face and clenched my jaw.

“I mean- do you have any idea how dangerous Gladys is?”

She shook her head and paused. “What the hell do you mean?”

“Tiffany I’m just asking if you know that your sick friend is dangerous.”

“Stop,” she fired. “You don’t get to ask me if I’m fucking Massimo and then accuse Gladys of being dangerous.”

“That’s not what I’m doing,” I told her. “I’m not accusing her but I’m telling you what I know. Alright?”

She didn’t respond to that. She just kept mute with a stern look on her face and looked away.

“Tiff,” I called and she turned to face me. “Listen, if you don’t stop, I’ll take care of her.”

My voice was rigorous as I said those words. It was obvious I was threatening her and she knew it.

She looked at me and her eyes dropped. She swallowed the lump in her throat.

Her eyes became glossy and I saw the tears well in it. She bit her lip and gently shook her head.

She used her hands to cover her mouth and the tears dropped from her eyes.

For a moment, she sniffed and tried to hold back the outburst.

I looked at her waiting for what she was going to say but she had a lump in her throat and she couldn’t say anything.

I reached her hands and she brushed mine off.

“Don’t you dare come close to me!” She cried. “You’re a monster, Luciano.”

I didn’t respond.

“If anything happens to Gladys I promise I’ll get rid of you.” She sniffed and used her hands to wipe her nose. “I’ll tell the police every damn thing I know. Every single one of them.”

“Tiff.”

“I’m not fucking done!” She yelled. “I’m going to make sure you rot and you know what else I’ll do? I’ll tell our parents that we’ve been fucking!”

I looked at her immediately.

“How does that sound?” She asked me. “Your father won’t like to hear that his failure of a son has been having sex with his step-”

“Enough!!!!” I yelled before she could complete her statement.

She flinched at my voice and sniffed quietly.

“I’ll deal with you if you fucking misbehave,” I warned.

“Really?” She asked and sniffed again. “There’s a police van over there.”

She pointed to the left side and I paused.

My eyes followed her fingers till I saw the police van stationed at the corner of the street. Some cops stood beside the van checking out the area. I turned back to look at her.

“I’ll fucking scream and ask for help. When the cops get here I’ll claim you kidnapped me and you’ve been sexually assaulting me for a long time!!”

I swallowed back the chunk in my throat and looked at the corner again. When I looked at Tiff’s face, she was crying and anyone who saw her would believe her story.

“That won’t be nice,” I told her. “You can’t do that, Tiffany.”

“Well, I dare you to try me.”

I meant it! I would fucking kill her if I have to. Massimo can’t have my woman, never!

That asshole can not ruin my life more than once.