Tantalizing

THREE

RIO

"Aggravated assault? What the fuck is your problem?" I questioned my younger brother, blood boiling as we exited the police station.

The fucking police station.

He called a few hours prior to inform me that he had been arrested and practically begged me to come bail him out.

" Next time i'm gonna let them take you to prison." I told him earning nothing but a scoff in return. I was obviously bluffing but he didn't need to know that.

He stayed quiet not even daring to look me in the eye, as he put his head down. His gaze landing on his feet.

That only increased my anger, " So you're not gonna say anything?" I gritted out.

" Fuck do you want me to say?" He grumbled as we reached my car, gripping the door handle of the Bugatti.

I scoffed as i unlocked the car, hopping into the drivers seat. "Oh, i don't know." I trailed off. "Maybe 'i'm sorry for calling you yet again to come bail me out of jail'." I stuck the key in the ignition, not wasting a second before driving off. " Or 'i appreciate you for coming to get me'"

" I do appreciate you, hermano." He said once i'd finished talking " I'm sorry and i'll pay you back-"

" It's not about the fucking money, Luca." I snapped, turning my head towards him. He shut his mouth immediately.

" I'm sick of your shit." I told him venom lacing my words as they fell from my lips.

" You're sick of my shit?" He repeated my words with a incredulous look on his face and i hummed turning my attention back towards the road.

Earning a scoff from him in return, " I said i was sorry." He grumbled and i just shook my head.

" Sorry, doesn't cut it this time." I told him and the both of us fell into an uncomfortable silence.

Usually, i'd be more understanding in situations like this, he was still a teenager after all. In fact, i wasn't upset about his little run in with the police at all.

I was pissed at the fact that this was the third time this month, that i've had to come to his rescue and bail him out of trouble. He'd inherited our Father's bad temper and it got him into trouble...every time.

It was like a never ending cycle with him. He'd get himself into trouble and i was forced to come running to his rescue- I was fucking tired of it.

But i'd do it. Time, and time again, because he was my brother. Sure, he was a little shit, who had no respect for authority of any kind- but i loved him.

"Who are you to judge me anyway?" He spoke up after a minute and my head snapped towards him.

I raised a brow, "The hell is that supposed to mean Luca?" I questioned, already knowing what he was getting at.

He rolled his eyes- i hope they get stuck like that. "You know exactly what i mean." I stayed silent waiting for him to continue. " You can't be mad at me for getting arrested when you do what you do."

My jaw clenched at his words, and my grip tightened around the steering wheel. " I do what i do, so that you don't have to. Don't ever forget it." He shut up after that.

" Get out." I told him as i pulled up in front of his apartment.

He looked out the window before furrowing his eyebrows at me, " That's it?" He questioned.