Sex with My Mafia Stepbrother

I woke up and yawned lazily as I used my hand to cover my face. I sat up and tried to stand up. Selena was right about feeling better.

Whatever she gave me made me feel less pain and a little better. My feet touched the floor and I slid my legs into my slippers there. I stood up and walked to the sitting room.

I could hear voices but I couldn’t exactly guess who was talking or what was being said. As I got closer, the voices became clearer but the conversation wasn’t understandable yet.

“I don’t think that will work,” Selena said.

“But we can at least try.”

“I’m sticking with the first.”

I walked closer to them. “Am I missing out on something?”

They both went mute and looked at me.

“Boss man,” Brad greeted and Selena looked at me. Selena was having a conversation with Brad and I couldn’t exactly tell what it was.

“Boss man?” she asked with a brow raised. “Are you rich or something?”

“No,” I responded hastily. “I’m not rich. Brad here is my close friend and uh-we’ve known for a long while. The Boss man thing is how we greet on most occasions.”

“Hmm,” she sounded. “For a minute I thought I was with some millionaire and all that kind of stuff we see in the movies.”

“What kind of stuff?” I asked a little invested in the conversation.

“Forget about it,” she brushed off. “I was thinking we should have veggies for breakfast.”

“We can order pizza instead,” I suggested and Brad gave a nod agreeing with me.

“That was the exact thing I was saying to her but she wouldn’t listen. She’s hard to onvince.”

“You already told her,” I muttered and he gave a nod. “Been discussing it with her until you walked in.”

“Oh,” I mouthed when I realized that was the conversation they were having where she said she didn’t think it was a good idea.

“Ohh,” I repeated as everything began to make more sense to me. Brad and I turned to face Selena but she just had that motherly stare on her face with her brow raised and her mouth slightly squeezed.

“Fine,” I scoffed cause I knew what that look meant. Even if we argue about it all day, it wouldn’t change what she already decided on.

“But damn!” Brad added. “Who still eats veggies man?”

I shook my head because I was just asking that question in my head. Knowing we had no other option, we agreed.

“I’ll just get to it,” she announced and walked away. I sighed audibly and Brad turned to face me. He tilted his head to me and I could tell he was about saying something sensitive and important.”

“Your father has been calling,” he whispered. “He’s been constantly calling for the four days you’ve been out.”

I swallowed hard at the information and tried to think of the outcomes.

“Why were you out?” I asked him.

“You lost a lot of blood,” he explained. “And Massimo’s stab was a bit personal.”

“She zapped you back to life.”ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“Why would she have hospital equipments in her house?” I asked with suspicions.

“She treats criminals for a living. Massimo took over and made her look for silly people.”

“Hmm,” I responded. I just felt like asking those questions because I still wasn’t sure about the whole thing.

“Come over here,” Selena’s voice echoed as she beckoned on us. “Food is ready.”

I swallowed hard and gave a small nod. Brad looked at me and I gave a nod too.

We walked over to the table and I sat down calmly. I waited for Selena to serve the food and for a moment, I felt my stomach grumble.

I was starving but if I had a choice, i’d skip eating veggies.

“Thanks,” I muttered as she pushed a plate to me.

I picked up the fork and ate slowly. Just as I was about to take another, my phone buzzed on my table.

I checked the caller ID and it was Zino. My heart skipped when I saw it was my father but I was able to act composed and act normal.

I picked up the phone and stood up quietly. “Excuse me, I have to take this.”

I took strides away from them and when I was sure the distance was safe to pick the call.

I raised the phone, picked the call and placed it on my ear. “Hello,” I said and silence followed.

There was silence for a while before I heard a sound.

“Do you want to tell me anything?” He asked.

“Uh- I uh,” I stammered at first. “Tiff wanted to go to a party and uh- she got kidnapped. I thought Massimo was involved in it so I went after him and he shot me.” I didn’t want my father to believe that Massimo stabbed me so I said he shot me.

“Father, it was a set up. I didn’t know uh- I had no idea but Massimo collided with another rival team and got me down. I’m fine though – I’m with someone and I’m fine. I haven’t seen Tiffany but I promise to find her.” I swallowed hard as I said those words cause I didn’t know what his region would be.

“I’m serious Father, I’ll do everything in my power and everything humanly possible to make sure I find her. I promise you that.”

There was silence at first then I even wondered if he heard anything I said.

“Father?” I called when he wasn’t responsive. “Are you there? Father?”

“Do you have anything to say?” He asked again and I swallowed hard.

“No,” I blurted cause I couldn’t think of anything else that needed to be said.

“Do you have something to say?” He asked again and I shook my head like he could see me.

“No, Father.”

“Nothing at all to say?”

“No.”

“Do you know the gender of the child Tiffany is carrying?”