Sex with My Mafia Stepbrother

I can’t believe what I was looking at!

“No fucking way,” I blurted and laughed when I realized he was being serious about getting into a private jet. I looked around and couldn’t even keep my excitement hidden.

I used my hand to cover my mouth and then shook my head.

“I’m serious,” Luciano said and smiled at me. “This way.”

“Wait what?” I asked again. “I don’t even know what it feels like to be in a jet. I’ve never been in one.” I paused to make sure this was real and it truly was. Everything seemed like it was real and I was real too.

It felt too good to be true and I couldn’t stop smiling hard. My heartbeat had increased so badly and it kept pounding in my chest. I tried to remain calm but the nervousness and excitement was making it impossible.

“You know?” I said and looked at Luciano. “I jet should probably be called TEJ cause it makes a person feel upside down.”

He looked at me, not impressed by my lame joke but that didn’t stop me from laughing out loud and chucking beside me.

“Why are you acting like you don’t feel a thing?” I asked him. “I cant even begin to tell how much emotions I’ve felt in just a few minutes of being here. I feel like I’m going to explode any minute from now.”

Luciano smiled and then I went quiet for some minutes. My silence wasn’t because I had nothing else to say but because I was reflecting on every single thing that had happened.

“It’s crazy how few days ago, I thought I was going to die. There was so many things going on and they all just made me hate the mafia life more than anything.”

I sighed in relief as I said those words and I felt Luciano’s eyes on me. I turned to look at him and I was right about it. He was looking at me with a smile tugged on his lips.

“I swear that I do not want to have anything to do with the mafia life.” I noticed the slight change on his face and I recognised the look.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

It was a grim look, one you could call a narccisitic stare. I felt a rush in my body and I felt a bit scared for some reasons.

“Is something wrong?” Luciano asked and I shook my head in disapproval. Of course nothing was wrong and I just slid into my feelings for a second.

As we got inside, I saw the young boy again. He turned in my direction and then gave a small smile before walking toward me. “Hey,” he waved.

I responded with a smile. “Hi there. What’s your name?” I asked him when I remembered I never got to know his name.

“I’m surprised he didn’t tell you,” he said and laughed softly. “I’m Marcus,” he finally said. And gave a quick smile. He had a blue sea color of eyes and it was absolutely gorgeous.

I gave a nod at his introduction. “Nice to meet you, Marcus. I’m-”

“Tiffany,” he interrupted. “I do know that.”

“Oh,” I blurted unsure of how to react to that.

“Too many incidents have occurred for me to not know you,” Marcus added with another smile and I took a moment.

I raised my brow trying to understand what that was and when I realized what he meant, a small sound escaped from my lips.

“I hacked Luciano’s phone,” he began explaining. “I’m sure you don’t have any idea how that happened.”

I couldn’t tell if what he was asking was if I knew about hacking or specifically how hacking Luciano’s was liked. Without much deliberation, I shook my head in disapproval and he smiled.

“I’d actually say that it was tasking but I enjoyed it. Although I enjoyed tracking you more. That took a lot of time and effort. There are a lot of memories of when Luciano was unconscious but also rude.”

“I never believed I’ll be on the mafia,” he continued. “I feel like a secret agent at work.”

As he kept talking, I walked away and got into the jet.

“This way,” a voice directed and I followed orders. I sat down gently and buckled the belt when Luciano joined me.

“I’ve missed you,” he whispered and I looked at him. “Why do you look like you’re going to die?” I asked.

“Although I should be mad at you for making me go that party, I cant be mad for getting stabbed because of you and my father hates me.”

“Has your father ever loved you before?” I asked him and he swallowed hard. I could see the lines forming on his forehead and I knew it that he was getting quite emotional about the damn conversation we were having.

“I have done nothing wrong to be a good person,” he blurted and paused. “I’ve risked it all for you, to be with you and good news, we can never be in London again cause our faces will soon be everywhere.”

“I’m madly in love with you, Tiffany and that is my crime. I should have held back my emotions and let you abort the baby.”

I turned to him with utmost shock visible on my face. I raised my brows and swallowed hard. “When did I ever want to abort the baby?” I asked Luciano and he paused before answering.

“Massimo,” he blurted. “Massimo told me about it and then he messed with the results and how I knew. That’s how I knew you wanted to abort the baby.”

“I don’t want to have anything to do with the mafia and that includes you and your father,” I said hastily and paused to catch my breath. “My baby is going to be mine and mine alone and guess what? You’ll not have a life with my baby. I won’t let you have that and if my child ever asks, I’ll mke sure I say that you died before it was born.”