Sex with My Mafia Stepbrother

LUCIANO’S POV

I couldn’t help but notice the strange things that Tiffany was doing. How she had a smile on her face right from her bed and how she did everything swiftly.

It was unlike her because the Tiffany I know would always grumble out of bed especially if her alarm was so loud.

Sometimes I wondered why she put the alarm if she didn’t want it waking her up on time.

I brushed the thought of my bed and tried to focus on my surrounding. I was seated in the third row behind and had my hands on the desk.

I wasn’t doing anything other than thinking if the strange things I’ve noticed about Tiff. I heard some people whispering beside me so I paused all thoughts and tried to listen.

I needed to know if they were talking about Tiffany. She’s been the topic of the school for so long that it was almost a usual thing to hear her name slip out of people’s mouth both consciously and unconsciously.

I needed to know the situation of things outside in case Tiffany requested to go out. After class, I picked up my backpack and walked out of the class.

I bumped into another masculine body and when I looked up it was Massimo.

He looked at me the same way without saying anything. He walked away and it made me surprised.

I was mentally ready to have a conversation with him but at the same time, I couldn’t deny that it made me happy that there was no communication between us.

I got into my car and drove off. I was driving past this shop with an opaque glass when my eyes captured a V-neck red gown. It looked perfect and the only thing that came don’t mind was to get it for Tiff.

I turned off the ignition and walked inside the shop. I requested for the gown on the mannequin and ordered for a box of chocolates and flowers.

“Here sir,” the lady said as she returned my card and handed me the goods I got.

I gave a small nod in response.

“Have a nice day and I hope she likes it.”

I gave a quick smile because that was the exact thing I was hoping for. I get the sudden urge to get her something that would make her happy.

We could make this a date after all.

I slid back inside my car and drove home. When I got home, I looked at my reflection in the review mirror and used my hands to brush my hair.

For some reason, I felt the need to appear presentable.

I walked inside the house and moved straight to the sitting room. I found the TV on and then looked around to see Tiffany lying on the couch. Her eyes were closed and I could guess that she slept off while watching the TV.

“Poor thing,” I muttered and dropped the bags I brought on the table. I walked toward her and picked her up in a bridal way.

I walked gently and couldn’t stop looking at the way Tiff’s eyes slightly opened and closed back in split seconds.

It felt like she was pretending to be asleep but I couldn’t really tell. I carried her in my arm and headed to her room.

I found wraps on the floor but I ignored it cause I wasn’t thinking of anything.

I dropped Tiffany on her bed and used a blanket to cover her just so she would feel warm.

I returned to the sitting room. I needed to take care of other things so I shoved out my phone from my pocket and dialed Brad’s number.

I checked my father’s shipment and then waited for Brad to pick his call. When the call connected, I sighed.

“The first box will be arriving Italy late at night.”

“Noted Boss.”

“Keep an eye and a ear down for further instructions.”

I ended the call after passing the information and sat on the couch. I used my hands to rub my forehead and then Tiffany’s mom flashed through my mind.

I picked up my phone again and called her. She picked after the first ring and

I could hear how happy she sounded.

“Luciano!!” She called with a cheerful voice.

“Hi- I uh, I just wanted to say hi.”

“That’s so sweet and thoughtful of you. Is everything alright?”

I felt the urge to shook my head in disapproval and probably tell her a lot of things was wrong.

I thought of the easy she’d react to hear that Tiffany is pregnant.

“Yea.”

“Sounds so much like the way your father would pronounce it,” she said and laughed. “Sometimes I can’t stop laughing at him.”

“Really?” I asked trying to be present. Thing is, I was also thinking of how she would deal with Tiffany for getting pregnant for her step brother.

“Do you love him?” I asked out of the blue. Silence followed and I’m not sure if it was the question or how it came out that caught her off guard.

“Uh- isn’t that an obvious answer. Why would you ask that?”

“Nothing. I’ve just not seen you both kiss or act like normal couples. I know my father very well. Do you need help?”

“Oh, common,” she said and brushed it off.

“So do you love me?”

“As a son of course. Wait, why all these questions? Are you high on-”

“I had brownies. It’s my first time having them so uh- I had four and might take the remaining eight.”

“What??? If anything happens to you, I’ll deal with you!!”

“Uh, I’ll call you back, I’ll call you soon,” I said and ended the call.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

I didn’t have the courage to ask about Tiffany through out the call.

I walked out and found Tiffany by the door trying to strut the keys in. She looked like she wanted to sneak out.

“Have you eaten?” I asked.

“Uh- I wasn’t sneaking out. I was just trying to keep the keys.”

“I didn’t ask.”