Sex with My Mafia Stepbrother

This is so humiliating! I can’t stand seating in the same room with Luciano, not when my Stepdad has decided to ‘deal with stuff in his private room.

I still don’t know why Enzo, My stepfather (popularly known as Hades) had insisted that we must always have meals together except we are not home. I still also can’t tell why he always emphasizes ‘Family’.

‘Such bag of shit!’ I cussed in my mind.

I am not scared to say it up to his face or tell him how I hate him and want him dead, but, it will only make him let out his eyes on me again. The last time he told me that, he had made sure I was grounded for three months and Luciano had to bring me back from school each day.

Imagine!

That black-haired son of a mean-looking man even didn’t let me talk to my boyfriend all those while. One time, he threw me over his shoulder while he raced to the car only to make me puke in front of so many people. I don’t need you to imagine the evil smirk on his face, it’s the same smirk he has now.

“Dickhead!” I muttered.

Setting the last cup and taking my seat at the far end which is opposite my father, I received his hot glare at me. He and his dickheaded father have this fetish thing for seats too. They insist Mom stays on that seat while I stay opposite him, right in front of him!

“Don’t make me talk, Tiffany” Luciano wiggles the index and middle fingers of his left hand towards me “Come here, Now”.

I glared at him, my hands gripping the table as I thought of lots of things to do to him. First I can’t hit him, the last time I did, Enzo made me drive him around anywhere he wants to go for a month. He said none of his children must raise their hands at each other.

Take notes of the reasons why I want them dead, Something though.

I am beginning to think that man pushed mom off the car. Seriously, why would she fall out of a moving vehicle and the police are saying nothing about it? Not even getting Enzo arrested.

“You! where are you supposed to stay, Sweetheart?” Enzo literally growled.

I flinched as I struggled not to fall back from the chair. Looking up, I found Enzo staring at me.

“Tiffany?” He grew impatient.

An obvious fake smile appeared on my face as I stood up with my plate and cup. I made sure not to look at him in the eyes nor look at Luciano whom I assumed would be snorting as I can hear.

“Dad!” I tried to make it sound cheerful but failed “I was just…”.

I placed the cup and plate on the table and moved the chair back. Fussing while I sat, I glared at his face this time.

‘What an empty soul’.

Even his green eyes look empty, just like a graveyard. His lips were firm in straight lines and his gaze fierce.

Don’t worry about thinking he would want to smash the glass cup on my head, that’s just how he looks, just like the devil himself.

“You look good, Dad” I cleared my throat nervously “Are you going somewhere today?”.

Enzo smiled, he stretched his right hand and touched my head. My body went rigid, all that kept coming to my mind as his hand went down to the back of my neck is for him not to slam my face on the table.

You never can tell.

I have seen him do that before, he was angry and was talking to a man who kept trying to play mute. Although I have never seen the man again I know his face can never remain the same. To date, I bet Enzo has no idea I saw him slam someone’s face on a table, an iron table for that matter until the man bleed and pass out.

His forehead had this irritating crack same as his broken jaw and…

“I just remembered when you first found me and mum five years ago” Enzo smiled for real this time “You pounce on me and punched the shit off my stomach”.

“Yeah” I rolled my eyes “All you did was giggle like a little girl while you won’t stop telling Luciano how small and soft my punches were”.

I looked up at Luciano to see his gaze fixed on me, almost emotionless like his father but… there seems to be something else. Something that, I just can’t explain.

“You were so pissed to find out Mum moved on seven months after your Dad got away”.

As he took his hand off me, I held my cutleries and begin to move them around on my plate.

“It’s time for you to move on too, Sweetheart”.

My gaze narrowed as I kept looking at Enzo the Luciano. This can’t be happening now, I can just let them decide my life for me because they are part of my mother’s life.

Okay fine, all through my life I had gone to public school until five years ago when Enzo came into our lives and made difference. He got mum a car, changed my school to a very expensive one, and brought me my dream phone, wardrobe, and jewelry. Let’s forget where he refused to let me have a car of my own.

Enzo also brought me my dream closet, made me a room of my own, and enrolled Luciano in the same school as me.

Yes! I and that gray-eyed-always-silent jerk had to get to school every day and be back at the same time even if we are not together on our way, we must enter the compound at once.

Sometimes I wonder why Enzo has green eyes and his son gray. Although they have the same accent because they are both Italian accents, have the same jet black hair color, and have the same love for black, they even look alike.

“Get ready Tiffany, your admission just came in” Enzo smiled “You will go to college where I want you which is in the United Kingdom”.

I smiled broadly, Enzo had no idea he just did me a huge favor. All through my life, I have been stuck in Florida here and now he is offering me the lifetime opportunity to be away from him and away from Luciano.

Yesssss! I just want to screammmm!

Trying to contain my excitement, I put a piece of fish in my mouth and I chew extremely slowly.

“I will give Luciano my black card so as soon as you are done eating, you get prepared to go shopping”.

What else can I say, Enzo just gave me another… What?

“With Luciano?” I frowned “Daddddy, I am 19 for pit sake! I can drive, I can look after myself, I don’t need a, a, a mean-looking brother and…”.

My eyes involuntarily closed as Enzo stood up, placed a kiss on my forehead, and straighten his cloth.

“You both got the admission together, I have paid for an apartment near the hostel and I want you two to act the best or you stay in college here in Florida and get stuck with me” Enzo smirked.

I froze, totally speechless.

Why would he do such, why?!

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“I have something to deal with, Honey” he walked away “Come here, Luciano, I want you to watch” he yelled.