Chapter 38

"It's not what it looks like" Luca rushed out trying to pull his underwear and pants on.

He threw a blanket over my naked sister and I looked away from the scene before me wanting more than anything to throw up. My brother was screwing my sister. I know he wasn't my biological brother or anything, but still my sister. Out of all the girls he could have buried his dick inside, he chose my sister.

I didn't want my sister to get hurt, because I knew how Luca was. I was once like him, fucking any woman who spread their legs in front of me.

I have changed and I know change is possible, but Luca and Emma, Emma and Luca. I couldn't quite wrap my head around that one.

"Oh, thank God. For a second there I thought I saw you fucking my sister" I snapped sarcastically.

"Ok. So, it is what it looks like, but I can explain"

"No need to explain. I know how a dick works. I don't need to hear how or why you were fucking my sister"

"Meet me in my office" I said walking out.

"NOW!" I boomed.

"Emilio, you have to listen to me. Luca wasn't taking advantage of me or anything, so please don't hurt him" Emma tried to explain to me.

She was pulling on my hand pleading with me to listen to reason, but all I could see was red. I was going to kill that fucker for fucking my sister.

"If you hurt him, you hurt me" she said letting go of my hand.

I stopped walking and stood with my back to her. I knew what she was doing, she was trying to guilt trip me and it was working. She knew that I would never do anything to hurt her.

"Per favored" she said her voice cracking. I knew she was about to cry and I couldn't take this shit.

"Cazzie di mudra" I said in frustration. Frustrated that I won't be able to take out my anger on Luca.

"Marda, mudra, mudra" I continued to curse under my breath, walking away from my sister.

If I can't beat the shit out of him then I could at least frighten him a bit with a threat or two.

"What's going on?" Layla appeared. She let out a tired yawn and looked behind me.

"Oh" she later said as realization dawned on her.

"You knew!?" I accused her.

"Who-Who-at? Of course, I didn't" she said looking around nervously.

"How long have you known?"

"Known what?" she asked looking clueless. She could sell her poor acting skills to someone who didn't know her, but I could see right through her.

"How long?" I pressed.

"I don't know what you're talking about"

"I'm going to ask you one last time and I better get the answer. How. Long?" I said clenching my jaw.

"A few months" she whispered in defeat. I pursed my lips at that. So, everyone knew about this and I was the last to know.

"In my defense, I walked in on them by accident and they begged me not to tell you. And you know what they say, girls before dicks or whatever they say" she said blushing a little.

I had no reason to be mad at Layla. It wasn't her fault that Luca couldn't keep his dick in his pants and away from my sister. I walked over to Layla and gave her a hug and a peck.

"I need to have a little chat with Luca" I pecked her lips again and walked off in the direction of my office.

I could hear Layla in the background teasing Luca as he walked behind me.

"Luca you are so fucked, literally fucked" she said laughing at her lame excuse of a joke. And she tells me that I can't curse around the baby because he/she will hear. She was such a hypocrite.

I walked in the office and Luca followed, closing the door behind him. I sat behind my desk and he took a seat before me. I glared at him as he looked down in his lap.

"How long?" I asked breaking the silence.

"Four years" he mumbled.

My eyebrows rose in disbelief. They have been doing this behind my back for four fucking years.

"How did I not know about this?"

"We were always on and off, and we tried to keep it private, her idea, not mine. Lately we have been spending more time and I guess the old flame just rekindled" he said with a genuine smile on his face.

"Do you love her?"

"More than anything" his smile brightened even more.

"So, were you fucking other girls when you were with my sister?"

"No. I've never cheated on her"

"Good. Because if you ever hurt even a single strand of hair on her head... I will kill you" I said with a sickly-sweet smile on my face.

"You're dismissed" I said gesturing to the door.

"That's it?" he asked confused.

"That's it. My sister cares about you and if I were to kill you, then she'd hate me and I don't want to hurt her so you better leave before I change my mind"

He quickly got up. As soon as he opened the door Layla fell in his arms.

"What the fuck were you doing? You could have gotten hurt; you could have gotten the baby hurt" I said taking her out of Luca's arms.

"You need to be more careful Tesoro. You should also learn to mind your own business" I said with a smirk, which resulted in a blush coating her cheeks.

We walked inside the office and she sat down in front of my desk. I sat behind my desk and decided to get some work done. I took a glance at her to see her fidgeting with her fingers.

"Is everything ok?" I asked completely abandoning my work.

"Yes"

"Sweetheart, you know that you can tell me anything right?"

"Like how I've been here for some time, does that mean that I am a part of the mafia" she blurted out unexpectedly.

"No that's not how it works. I've actually been meaning to talk to you about this"

"Why?" she asked warily.

"In my world if I ever plan to get serious with a woman, I have to make sure that the woman is in the mafia, it doesn't have to be mine"

"So, I have to join?" she asked confused.

"Yes"

"Can I?" she perked up.

"It's a long ceremony" I tried to dissuade her.

"I want to do this"

"You don't have to do it if you don't want to"

She looked down at her baby bump and rubbed it with her hands with a frown on her face. I knew she was having a mental debate with herself, because she had her eyebrows drawn together in concentration. It was silent between us for a while, until she broke it.

"You know, I've always had this darkness surrounding me. I never really thought much of it until I killed my cat at the age of 12. I didn't cry or anything. I took the rock and smashed its head with it. There was blood splattered all over me and you know what I did. I licked the blood off my hand" she said looking at me.

I guess my angel isn't as innocent as I thought. That didn't mean that I loved her any less. She was perfect and nothing she has done would every change my perception of her. She was just as messed up in the head as I was.

"I had no remorse as I took the life of an innocent cat. My mother was terrified of what I had done when she saw me covered in blood and blood smearing my mouth. I had to go to therapy, but that didn't help. I had learnt to suppress the memory, but now I could see it clearly replaying in my head. I've always been a little messed up in the head" she finished with an intense stare.

"What are you saying?" I asked wanting to know where she was going with this.

"I think I want to do it"

"You don't have to-"

"No. I want to. I've never had somewhere that I belonged, but somehow, I know that this is where I belong. This is where I want to be" she said with conviction.

"My mom had tried to fix me as if I was broken. I know that she loved me, but this is who I am and it's time I start embracing my darkness rather than suppressing it. I want to do it. I want to do it before the baby is born" she said not taking her eyes off me.

"I guess I better start the preparations" I said with a smile that she returned.