Leon Monzato's Obsession (Monzato Brothers 2)

Chapter Four

Leon

"Wake up, you twerp!" I yelled as I shake Wallace's shoulder for him to wake up. It's a fine Saturday morning and my son of a b***h dearest brother just trashed my whole damn flat. I just came from exhausting business trip in Berlin and I decided to come here to spend the day and have a rest before I go home to my mansion but this fucker literally wants me to get mad. 

God, who the f**k invented having sibling anyway? 

I was looking forward to my very relaxing day ahead but imagine how my jaw dropped when I saw my whole penthouse. Everything is either broken or upside down. From my couch pillows, to my curtains and some piece of my furniture are broken. My penthouse is a whole damn mess. My blood sugar is really high right now. Then, my stressed level raised up to the highest level when I saw my brother laying on my very bed, half naked, he stink as f**k. I concluded that he is wasted because I can still smell the mixture of vodka and rum in him. 

Did he and my father fought again? But that's impossible. Every argument they had, it's just some normal thing for Acey. He will not go far like this that he literally destroyed my penthouse. It must be something that triggered his anger issues. Someone really pissed the f**k out of him and my penthouse suffered from it. 

"I swear to the sweet Lord, Wallace! Get the f**k up!" I yelled again. I swatted his exposed back but he didn't even flinched, he just groaned annoyingly instead. I swatted him again in my own annoyance. Luckily this time, he rolled over to lay on his back. He opened his eyes up and he threw a glare on me. 

I frowned in shock when he rolled his eyes and he groaned again. "What the f**k is your problem Leon?!" He shouted, I swatted him again.

"Do not shout out me, you annoying imbecile! Look what you did to my penthouse! It's completely destroyed!" I whined. He massaged his temples while muttering some words I can't understand. 

"Leon, can't you talk in lower voice? It's only seven in the motherfucking morning, stop whining!"

"No! You destroyed my place!" 

"The kitchen is untouched, stop shouting!" He said like it was a honor for me that he didn't destroyed my very kitchen. 

I arched my left brow. What an actual rude citizen he is. Uncivilised motherfucker. "Oh? Should I sing Thank You to you because you left my kitchen untouched? Should I praise your rude ass now? Get up!" I hissed. "What are you doing in here anyway?"

"For f**k's sake." He muttered. "Me and Paige had a little argument." He sat up, he picked up his white polo and he started to button it. 

They had an argument? About? I frowned. This is very unusual of him. This is his first serious relationship in the thirty three years of his existence. I still cannot believe that my brother dearest is now in a relationship. I just cannot see myself entering a relationship and worship only one woman. 

"Is that argument deserved my penthouse to get trashed? Damn, f**k you. Don't tell me that is only a small argument because it is not." I said following him towards the kitchen. He helped himself to make a cup of coffee. 

I sat down on top of the kitchen island table and bite down my apple. 

"So, What is this little argument? If that's really a small argument." I said while chewing. 

"Do not talk when your mouth is full, Leon."

"My mouth is not full. It's only apple, you see?" I showed him the bites of my apple and he glared at me. "So, what is it?" I asked again. 

"Eh, just a little argument. Why are you asking? You're single."

"I'm asking as your brother and don't forget what you did to my penthouse." I rolled my eyes. I'm just a curious cat. I never expected that one day, I am going to talk to him about his arguments with his girlfriend. He is the biggest philandering bastard I know and he is related to me- blood and flesh. 

Wallace shook his head. "I got jealous." He murmured, but enough for me to hear it clearly. "And she have the audacity to yell at me saying I'm being immature! Immature my f*****g ass. She's defending that dickhead in front of me. In front of her boyfriend! f*****g hell!" 

Rage is visible on his face. If I'm just gonna describe him in some anime thing, I would say that his face is  red and his nostrils are on fire right now. I looked at him gripped on the mug and I can say that if the mug is not thick enough, he would be able to crack it into two or in pieces. He's really pissed off from that guy. 

"Did you asked her who the guy is?" I asked calmly. He glared at me, "Of course, I'm not stupid. But we ended up arguing and then I just left. I don't know how to deal with it, this is our first time arguing and I think I'm going mad from the anger." 

I sighed. I don't know what to say to him. I've never been in a relationship. Well, I had some ex-girlfriends and f**k buddies back in high school and college but nothing matters from the previous contacts. Just some booty call, plain meaningless s*x. They just call themselves my girlfriend and I don't have the energy to argue to that so, I just let them. 

Being in a relationship is hellish, I might say. Based from my observation of my friends' relationships over the years and now, my own brother is having his own commitment problems. The world is going mad, I should save myself from this kind of misery. I am so broken to be in a relationship, not that I'm literally and absolutely waiting for someone, it's just that I cannot handle my own problems and seeing my boys getting miserable over one woman makes me really want to live alone. 

What's so special on having a companion for the rest of your life anyway? That's so ridiculous. 

I sighed as I helped myself in my kitchen and I made me self a cup of coffee to lessen the tiredness I have been feeling for a week now. I might take a couple of Tylenol to ease this s**t. 

"Go home and talk to your girl." I suggested after I took a sip of my freshly made coffee, the drink of the gods. 

"What if she don't want to talk to me?"

"Uhh, I don't know. Kill yourself?'' I asked and I received another glare from my brother dearest. I left out a chuckle, "Don't give me that look, you tosser. I don't know how to give love problem advices. You must talk to Psyche if you want a good damn advices." 

That Psyche Villavicencio for everyone, our very own lover boy. The love guru and the boy i***t. He's wise but i***t most of the time.

"He will tease me. You know how the mind of that imbecile works." He said and I snorted. 

"All of our friends' minds works like how Psyche works. Different route but still the same destinations. We are all lunatics in our own simple f****d up ways, don't forget about that. That's why this group of friendship was created." I said as matter of fact because that is truth. 

If we are not all lunatic, or we don't share the same brain cell, I will not be friends with them. We all share the same chaotic energy after all. 

We are all just broken after all.

"Whatever. I'm gonna stay here for a week." 

"Why?" 

"Because. I want her to think and get calm. Damn, Paige's really scary when she's mad and she started to run that offensive smart mouth of hers. Even Crow, would drop the mic for her." He said and I left out a soft laugh. 

The world is really mad. 

You know that the situation is serious when we started to compare the other people's attitude to Crow, our very collected, deep thinker friend. He seldom give us some advices and he seldom scold us but when he does, I wanna sell my body to a demon and never comeback to this very planet because he will hit you in the nerve you don't wanna get hit. 

"That bad? She's interesting and a keeper."

She probably hit Wallace's ego, that's why this happened. No man wants their ego to get hit by a woman. I'm not generalising whatsoever but majority of us, men, are f*****g egotistic son of bitches. How do I know? Well well, let's start from my own family. I do have about five uncles from my father's side, of course we came from the long bloodline of Monzato's from Russia, rich and powerful and being egotistic son of bitches is one of the trait of being a Monzato. Even my dad worship his own pride and Ego. Let's go to the side of my mummy dearest. I have  about six, formerly seven but that one uncle died years ago so we are down to six. 

Those Uncles of mine literally told us that women should never talk back to us or never offend us because they are just woman. Yep. Misogynist and sexist son of bitches. I'm just lucky that I'm not associating with any of them anymore because I do have a lot respect to powerful women of this f****d up world. And Miss Purple Heart is one of them, hands down. 

"Well, if you are going to crash in here, you better leave this afternoon so one of my maids can clean all these f*****g mess that you made." I sighed and I finished my remaining coffee in one gulp. 

"Where you up to?" 

"My mansion. I'm planning to rest here for the day but you, brother of mine decided to stay here for a week. I don't wanna intrude to my own property." I said emphasizing the word own hoping he will grow a little, not much but a little shyness. 

"Okay. Get out."

"f**k you." I scowls. 

I gathered my things to left him in the kitchen all alone together with his sea of thoughts. I hope he drowns in there, stupid git. 

The lobby staff greeted me when he saw me walking towards the front door. I hopped in my car praying that I see something beautiful before this day ends because Wallace spoiled my exhausting day. We are literally in our thirties, have own properties but he never failed to pissed me off just like how he piss me off back when we are still a young boys cared by our own dearest mum. 

I remember when Wallace used to crash in my own room just to annoy the heck out of me. He will use all of my things in my room, use my unused clothes and play with my own toys. We will get in fight until our mum will step in and she will get mad because all we do all day is fight. 

Normal brothers relationship but sometimes it is too much that my mum need to ground the both of us. Separating me and Wallace from each other for a month. Good all day. 

I pressed the horn to notify Pierro that I'm outside the gate. 

"Good morning, Pier. How's your morning?" I asked, hopping out of my car. 

"Good morning to you too, Sir Leon. The morning was great. The new maid is nice." I frowned. New what? I looked at him, still processing what he said. 

"Sonia hired a new maid?"

"Yes, sir. You notified her that we need a maid to clean the second floor."

"I didn't get the message..." I took out my phone to see if I have unread message from Sonia and I am right. She notified me two days ago that she got a new maid for the second floor. "Oh yeah, here it is. Thank you, Pier." 

"Anytime, Sir." 

I nodded and I turned my heel to go inside. Sonia saw me and she immediately smiled with a hint of worried. 

"Good morning, Sir Leon. I didn't know that you will be home this early. What can I cook, Sir?" She greeted me politely. 

I motioned my hand to tell her not to do something. "No it is fine. I had a coffee with Wallace before I got here but thank you for offering. And I got your message by the way."

She was about to respond when she looked at my back and she left out another smile. 

"Sonia? Is it okay for me to help the gardener?" A soft angelic voice echoed my ears. I looked to my back and good Lord. 

A beautiful woman in a maid uniform is standing in front of me. Her long straight hair is flowing onto her waist firmly. She have this innocent looking but beautiful face. Her eyes are mesmerising. It's hypnotizing me to come over to her, and looked into her eyes all day. 

Damn f**k, she's f*****g gorgeous. 

"Bella, sweetheart he got a name." Sonia said causing me to stand with authority acting like I'm not whipped to her beauty. Good acting, weirdo. 

"I.. uhh.. I forgot his name, sorry Sonia." She smiled awkwardly and f**k me to hell when I say that that's the most beautiful awkward smile I have ever seen. Damn, she's adorable doing that. 

"Did you finished your work at the second floor?"

"Yes. And I feel uncomfortable doing nothing around so I'm asking if I can help the gardener a little bit." 

"Okay if he doesn't mind. But before you go, this is MR. Leon Monzato, our boss. Sir Leon, this is Bella. The new maid." Sonia started. 

Bella walked up to me and she smiled slightly. She offered her hand before speaking, "G-good morning. Sir Leon. I'm Bella." We were inches apart and I can smell her good scent from the distance.

I accepted her hand and I got intimidated when her soft hand met my rough hand. My c**k twitched at the physical contact. f**k me. 

"Leon." I said to prevent myself from stuttering. I nearly moaned when she squeezed my hand before letting it go. f**k s**t. 

"I'm going to my bed. Don't bother to cook lunch for me because I might sleep all day." I said and I quickly ran upstairs to hide my erection. 

Having a boner from a simple shake hands is not f*****g good. I nearly f*****g moaned because she squeezed my hand, like I imagined if that is my c**k she's squeezing. You are f*****g crazy, Leon. Bat s**t crazy. You don't fantasize your employee, you stupid ass. 

Not a good time to get horny. Really not a good time.