Blood & Pain: My Mafia Stepbrother

chapter 4 Mia

Mia p.o.v.

I was at the Los Angeles international airport with my luggage and my overexcited mom. She had been busy applying lipstick, acting like some teenager these days. Since my stepdad called her and said that he will pick us up from the airport, she was jumping like a monkey saying he is a very busy man and if he will coming here to pick her up, it's such a big deal...

I knew he is a multi-billionaire and famous person but it wasn't such a big deal for a husband to pick up her wife from the airport, my father always did that but my mother never appreciated him.

I was lost in my thoughts when I heard heavy footsteps from behind followed by a very sharp scream...mom. Hearing her scream, I panicked and turned around, only to see my mother's tongue shoved deep inside that old man's throat...eww, I want to puck, right now.

My mother never showed affection to my father in public saying it is inappropriate and childish and now, look at her making out in public like a horny teenager. It's been only one month and she was already moved on from my father as if she was waiting for divorce so she could marry this old man.

My father had been still crying like a baby because of her and she didn't even care. Maybe she knew this man for a long time or she was having an affair with him and my father somehow find out and that's why they divorced... but, they never told me anything so I could never be so sure about this.

Removing his filthy arms from my mom's waist, that pervert walked towards me, with a huge smile on his face, "Mia, my child how are you," my stepdad asked, grinning like an i***t.

A smile on his face seemed weird to me I didn't know why, but it looks like he never smiled and around me and mom he forced himself to smile or maybe I was just overthinking again.

I wanted to say something bad to him but, didn't. Because according to my perfect plan, I just had to survive a drama-free life for one year... so for one year I will tolerate his s**t without any fight, that's why I replied as politely as I can, "I am fine Mr Moretti how are you".

I had to force my cheeks to make a smile, seeing my mom's reaction I could guess she knew I was faking it. She f*****g knew me too well.

"I was also fine my dear and don't call me by the last name you can call me dad or father whatever suits you because now you are my daughter," he said to me with that same smile on his face.

I practically rolled my eyes, inside my brain, of course...didn't want to hear a lecture from mom about my bratty behaviour. How stupid this man is...I will never call him dad and am not his daughter. Believe me, I wanted to punch him in the face so bad but I had to calm myself, just one year Mia just one year. I took a deep breath, thinking about how to refuse him without looking rude.

I glared at his deadly green eyes, clenching my knuckles tightly, "My father is in new york and I am only his daughter.", I growled, "you can tell me your first name I will prefer to call you by your name...only if it is appropriate to you", I replied and it took so much of my self-control to not shout at him.

After listening to my reply, his smile turned into a frown and I could see my mom's sad expression too. What they both expected from me anyway...that, I will accept this all-new family drama and play happy family with them. Bullshit

" My name is Reiner and you can call me Rein if you want.", he spoke up, " Your mother calls me Rein so you can choose whatever you want and I know I am not your real father but for me, you are like my own daughter I hope one day you will call me father."

My stepdad...Reiner blurted out with that same sad smile...his eyes weirdly similar to mine, started at me gently and for a second, I forget how much I hated this man. The look of hurt on his face seemed genuine and now, I f*****g felt bad that I behaved like this but then I remembered what he and my mom did to my dad. And how could he even feel that fatherly love towards me, when he just saw me twice and barely knew me?

I think he was acting like that to impress my mother, yes...only this can explain his weird behaviour.

"I prefer Reiner. Now can we go to your house, I am so tired"

I replied and without giving them another glance, I started walking towards the parking lot. Their sad faces just made my blood boil in anger and confusion. They acted like victims but the real victims are me and my dad, they both ruined our happy family and for that, I will never forgive them.

We entered the parking lot, there was a black range rover parked in the corner, surrounded by five or six bulky bodyguards, another range rover was just behind it, maybe for the guards. This man is f*****g loaded...how many cars did he have? And did my mother marry him for money?

I peeked at the exit, there were so many reporters... other guards, wearing black coats were stopping them to come inside. I smirked, my mother surely loved this attention, another reason she married him.

Reiner sat in the driving seat with mom beside him in the passenger seat, they were waiting for me to sit, but I was busy admiring those handsome f*****g bodyguards. God...at least one thing is good here. I crouched in the back seat without saying anything when my mom smirked at me, knowing that I'd drool over bodyguards.

The ride was filled with awkward silence and their failed attempt to talk. They wanted to make conversation but I wasn't in the mood, so, I closed my eyes pretending to sleep. In one month, I learnt one thing very nicely it was how to act asleep...

Whenever mom tried to bond with me like our old times, I acted like I slept so that I didn't have to engage with her. All she used to blabber about was her new husband and her new stepson so I acted as if I slept and now, I am a master in this skill.

I opened my eyes when the door of the car was opened by one of a bodyguard. It felt so awkward as I am not used to that treatment it felt so weird. When I step out of the car my jaw dropped seeing the scene in front of me.

This was a f*****g heaven.

I was in front of the large mansion surrounded by big trees and there was a big garden full of lily flowers. The size of the garden was bigger than my old house. The mansion was painted in white and there was a beautiful fountain in front. Mansion was gorgeous but I didn't want to admit it because it wasn't my home. My home was smaller than this but still, it was mine and it was home and this is not home, at least not for me.

Some people came from inside and took my and my mother's luggage... probably they were servent. My mother and Reiner were already walking towards the door but I started walking into the garden, couldn't help it as lily is my favourite, there was an entire f*****g garden of lilies.

Seeing that garden reminded me that my father also used to plant lilies for me and I started crying...again. Why am I such a crybaby, I have to be strong, I have to.

After taking one or two deep breaths, I left the garden and entered the house.

I heard some noises from the living room so I walked towards it. I have to admit, the house was even more beautiful from the inside... creamy white walls, filled with some paintings...antique sculptures at every single corner, floors so clean that I could literally see my face in it... and gigantic chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, making my eyes flickered at the lightning...fuck, it was like I was thrown at some Disney princess castle or something. The whole f*****g house was screaming money.

Everything looked so expensive...yet I didn't find that calm and comfort here that anyone should have felt inside the home... maybe because this wasn't my home and I'd feeling out of place or perhaps this estate looked more like a museum rather than home...or I just wanted to be a b***h and didn't want to accept the fact that I did like it.

There were so many guards even inside the house roaming here and there. Why he needed that kind of security, it's not like anyone will hurt us, weird.

When I entered the living room, I saw mom and Reiner straddled on the couch, cuddling and a man standing near the window, gazing at the garden while speaking something in Italian on the phone, which I couldn't understand. I couldn't see his face as his back was facing me. When Reiner noticed me he stood up from the couch and came toward me.

"Roman come here... and meet your sister Mia", Reiner said and then, that man, Roman turned around.

I looked at him in awe, all the beauty of bodyguards looked small in comparison to him. He was taller than anyone I had ever seen before...his muscular body, hidden under a white shirt, and a tattoo on the side of his neck was apparent which I couldn't see clearly. His white shirt was a little tugged out from his tight black trousers, cuffs rolled up to his elbow, revealing his tattoo-covered left arm. His tie was partly undone and his hair was messy as if he was just woken up from his sleep. Who sleeps wearing office clothes anyway.

I peered up to his face and then, I met his eyes... Deep green eyes staring back at my own emerald ones. The green and black of his eyes were so deep...deep and soothing like a forest, dense dark forest. For a second, I was just lost in those beautiful green eyes.

However, we both had similar eyes but his eyes had that dark look I couldn't describe it. the same look I saw in Reiner's when I first met him.

My eyes finally moved lower, his sharp jawline was covered in light beard and f**k his lips looked so soft. I wanted to bite those delicious-looking lips of his.

Fuck, fuck..fuck, what the hell I just thought, he is my brother and I was f*****g drooling over him like a creep... seriously what happened to me today?

I was so lost in his beauty that I couldn't even speak but he also didn't say anything just standing there like a statue, staring at me. There was so much silence that I could practically hear the sound of footsteps of bodyguards who were strolling outside the room.

Taking a deep breath, I scolded myself inside my mind, speak something Mia, don't make a f*****g fool of yourself. I cleared my throat and when I was about to speak... he just picked up his coat, gave one last glance at me and left the room, without even saying anything... leaving us alone in this awkward silence.