Sex with My Mafia Stepbrother

This should be a bed, maybe or maybe not. I just feel it’s so soft, comfortable, and somehow warm on my left-hand side. With a low groan, I stretched and held my pounding head that felt as if it would come off anytime soon.

It wasn’t clear but I saw it, very sure.

‘Luciano?’

What the hell does he think he is doing laying on the same bed with me? Slowly getting up to a seating position, I glared at him sleeping peacefully on the same bed with me. My head hurts and I can’t think of the right thing to do now.

I raised my left hand to touch my head and I found it wrapped! In a panic, I used both hands, trying to know what I had bandaged around my head until I remembered what had happened. This asshole stepbrother of mine hit me real hard and even drugged me.

“Son of a urggh!”

Without thinking, I slapped Luciano hard across his face. Yes, I slapped him really hard and I felt satisfied. Well, not fully satisfied as I watch him stir in his sleep and before he could do anything or open his eyes, I slapped him again and jumped off the bed. Both of my fists were in front of me as I attempted to protect myself in case he would want to smack the shit out Of me again.

“Do you realize you are distracting me right now”?

Really? Is that what he has to say after I just slapped him twice?

Following his lazy gaze, I found him staring at my goddam chest.

“Shit!” I screamed as I tried to pull the sheet off the bed.

It wasn’t really working as Luciano had his entire body on it, making it hard to pull. His face had his odd smirk as he ran his tongue across his lower lip and smiled for real this time.

“Your cloth was bloody, they didn’t get your size and you were running temperature when we arrived so I…”

“Fvcking perv! You fvcking stripped me!” I yelled as I interrupted him.

I tried to cover my boobs with my hands but it wasn’t working. Not when my boobs were not small and his eyes kept moving up and down. At that point, I had no idea if I should only place my hands on my boobs or my Vjay I had shaved three days ago.

I wanted to scream but embarrassment had the best of me already and I can’t explain why I am bright red. Why the heck would I be blushing at a time like this?

Rushing to a corner, I bent, giving Luciano nothing more to watch. I bet he became bored as he rolled his eyes dramatically and stood up. Damn! He was naked too, but not totally naked because he had his dick in his shorts making him half-naked.

I twisted my lips in disappointment, raised my brows, and made a hissing sound like a snake.

“I hate you Luciano” I snapped.

My stepbrother just smiled, walked out of the room, and made sure to lock it on his way out. At first, I thought he didn’t want me to run out naked which I was considering doing but when I began to hear some people cheering him, I gulped.

I imagined being so stupid to have run out or later him as I wanted to do only to find a hand full of men drooling at me naked.

Ewwwwww!

“No way” I whispered “No freaking way”.

Still at the position where he left me, I watch a dressed Luciano walk in with a recyclable plate and a tee shirt then tossed the shirt at me. He walked closer, placed the food; as I assumed on the floor, and revealed what he had come along with a nylon bag.

I used the chance to look around the room. It wasn’t that big but a bit bigger than mine. The color seems dull, just brown and navy blue and I bet the owner of the room would have a very boring personality. No single picture, no wardrobe, just a twin-size bed, brown blinds, and a navy blue duvet.

Going on one knee, Luciano patted my head for a few seconds like a kitten as I attempt to wear the shirt he gave me.This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

“I got a clean pair of panties and bra for you,” Luciano said “But you don’t want, I still love to see them” he added.

Really? Does he still want to see my body? Where did the little decency vanish to? Where did the courtesy we had as step-siblings run to the point of him drooling at my body as I quickly got dressed in front of him?

I know I was supposed to ask him to turn around or something but I didn’t. I just wanted to get off the shame and let him stop drooling over me like I was some piece of candy.

The lust in his eyes was visible and shameless that I got scared for a while. Not just a while, I immediately got scared of him.

He might be a psychopath, who knew? He might be a serial killer that wants to have a lot of fantasies with me before killing me. Nah! I won’t let that happen.

As soon as I have finished dressing in the clean set of underwear and tee shirt, I stood up. I felt exposed as the tee shirt covered only my butt and left my thighs exposed. If I eventually raise my hand or bend to pick something, my butt would feel the cool breeze on my but because what he gave me was a freaking G-string.

Holding my folded fist in front of me, I yelled. I had no idea about what to do next, especially when Luciano kept staring at me gravely.

“I wasn’t planning on making your 19th Birthday like this but since it happened, those babies under that shirt are my gifts for you”

Wow! I forgot about that. I didn’t remember it was my birthday because I already made myself 19. After all, birthdays suck. I knew my stepdad would want to get me to stay home all day and spoil me with lots of money the next day. I see that as nothing because what I want for my birthday day is a car even if I don’t know how to drive.

Luciano didn’t act bothered as he remained down and stared up at me. At first, I thought he wasn’t having it until I followed his gaze and found him staring at bare legs.

“You are an asshole!”

“I saved your ass” Luciano replied as he stood up “You should be grateful”.

I scoffed as I watched him walk away from me. At first, doesn’t want to believe what I just saw but I have to, I felt I needed to for the sake of my mental health.

“Don’t you know that someone is dead for your sake?”

“You shot his head open” I blurted out glaring at the gun at the back of his waistband.

As if he knew what I was looking at, he quickly attempt to cover it before turning back to me. I didn’t let his gaze meet mine so I pretend to still be trying to cover my body as I stared around in fear. Sadly, Luciano didn’t act as if he noticed me at all, he just stared at me as If I am doing really bad which I knew I was because I have been always bad at acting.

“What I was talking about is that a young girl about your age and height had to stay to burn at the house so…..” He paused for a few seconds “You don’t need to try to snatch my gun, I can give it to you”

I gulped. Seriously, I don’t know what to do at this point at all. All I did was stand like a lost kid while I stare at the gun Luciano was giving to me unsure if I should take it or not. While he grinned and looked elsewhere, I did what I seems to suddenly enjoy doing. I slapped him with all the power I had and spat in his face.

“Fuck you, Luciano!” I said through clenched teeth.

I was about to walk past him when I heard him exhale deeply. Well, I didn’t bother looking back because I was too mad at him so I opened the door only to find the next room filled with mean-looking men I have never seen in my entire life. If I am not mistaken they all had guns, visible guns, and were pointing them at my face as if I was some kind of threat. Scared, I raised both hands in the air as I slowly began to walk out.

I could feel my heart beating as if it would jump out of my rib cage anytime soon. My legs suddenly felt like jelly and I was on the verge of crying when I heard Luciano’s rusty voice.

“We talked about this guys, my father won’t be happy if you scare the shit out of his princess” he muttered as he walked past me “Today is her birthday for crying out loud”.