My Brothers Mafia Friends, My Bullies.

Awkward Dinner

Otello

I was sick of being left out. Both Dante and Giovanni got to be around Tori and I was not going to sit around and wait any longer.

Excitement flooded my veins on the drive over. I’m sure Dante would punish me later but I didn’t care. I needed to see her.

The gods were on my side because the front door was unlocked. The guys guarding the gates never hesitated to let us in.

As soon as I walked in Tori was walking into the living room with her kid. She stopped de*d in her tracks, eyes widening. As usual she looked beautiful.

“Hey kitten, thought I’d stop by and say hi.”

“Hi, you can leave now.”

“Don’t be like that Tori. It’s been ten years. I’m sorry for being a jerk ok? I’ll get on my knees if you want and beg “

“Jesus. No. Don’t do that. I forgive you, ok? I don’t ever want to see you on your knees please.”

As spicy as ever.

Suddenly Dante was towering behind her. If looks could ki*l I’d combust. Maybe if I was lucky, he’d take it out on me later in bed.

“Otello, come with me. Now.”

Sh*t.

We entered Massimo’s office and Dante whipped around, grabbing me by the throat and slamming me into the wall.

“What’s your game coming here unannounced? What the fu*k are you playing at?”

Da*n. Possessive. Wonder what occurred between them to make him suddenly jealous?

I tilted my head, trying to read his face. Unfortunately he was stoic as always.

“What’s wrong Dante? Something happen between you two that’s making you suddenly possessive?”

He smirked. What the he*l?

“What if I told you she let me eat her pu*sy? That turn you on? Make you want to be fu*led by me later?”

My di*k instantly hardened. Yes, yes I do.

But wait, she let him eat her out? Jealousy flooded me. That should be me.

“What the fu*k happened to us not touching her Dante? You know if Massimo finds out hell ki*l you right? You didn’t force her did you?”

His grip tightened. “I didn’t force her to do sh*t. She loved it. I could tell when she came all over my face.”

Fu*k.

“Fine. But I just wanted to be around her and the kid. Just give me an hour and I’ll go.”

He let go of my neck and stepped back.

“Fine. One hour. And don’t you dare touch her. Not unless I give you permission understood?”

I did love Dante’s dominance. Normally. Right now not so much, but I’d take what I could get.

We walked out and Tori was on the floor playing with her daughter. Both girls were gorgeous.

Perfect.

Vittoria

All three men were overbearing. I was constantly on edge around them. Yes, I had forgiven them. But the memories of what they had done to me still stung.

Knowing now that they all wanted me was slightly concerning. Especially since all of them were equally hot in their own right. I don’t know where this sudden lust came from. I felt like a hor*y teenager. I wasn’t even divorced yet. I felt like some kind wh*ar.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when Otello sat down next to us on the blanket. He smiled at Mia and Mia suddenly crawled towards him. What was the deal with her and these men. Normally she wanted nothing to do with strangers but she was completely comfortable with them.

“Hey sweet girl. I’m Otello. You are quite the chatter box. She’s gorgeous Tori. Like your twin.”

“So I’ve been told. She’s smart too. Definitely didn’t get that from her spe*m donor.”

He snorted. “Ya well he’ll be taken care of soon enough. He’s in hiding but we’ll fine him.”

I looked down at my hands. Shame bubbling up.

“Tori I’m sorry we scared you away and pushed you towards him. I don’t know what he’s done to you entirely but from how badly Dante wants to skin him alive I’m guessing it was bad.”

“Ya well, I should have left sooner. I was an i***t. Thought he would somehow change.”

He grabbed my hand and squeeze. I looked up at him in shock.

“You aren’t an i***t. Abu*e doesn’t work like that. You could have been ki*led at any time trying to leave. Give yourself some credit for keeping your daughter and you alive.”

I smiled. Until I heard Dante practically growl behind us.

“What did I fu*king say about touching her Otello. Keep your hands to yourself “

Da*n. He was jealous. But why?

Otello put his hands above his head in surrender. “Yes sir!”

“Alright cavemen I’m making chicken parmesan. I’m sure I have enough for both of you.”

“Oh he*l yes your cooking is the best.”

We sat down for dinner and Dante hadn’t left my side since Otello arrived. He sat close enough I could feel the heat radiating off of him.

Half way through dinner, Dante’s hand landed on my thigh. I jumped in surprise and he squeezed. Suddenly I was very aware of the warmth in my panties.

He started rubbing up and down and I wanted to climb on top of him.

Jesus, I needed help.

Otello stood and wiped his mouth.

“Well I have some work to do. I’ll see you guys later. Thanks for dinner kitten. Hope to see you soon.”

I smiled and he walked out.

Like every night Mia ate herself into a food coma.

“I got her princess. I’ll get her cleaned up and ready for bed if you want to clean up dinner.”

“Are you sure?”

“Positive.”

I was shocked when he lifted her and cradled her gently. Not worrying about the red sauce imprinted on his shirt.

This was not helping my body’s response to him at all.

After I finished the last dish and placed it into the dishwasher, I felt him before I could see him. I stiffened.

“She’s cleaned up and out princess. And you and me have some unfinished business.”

Crap.