Rapacious Lover

Chapter 4:

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(Giovanni)

"Papa you're here." Gigi said with fake enthusiasm.

He nodded. "Sì, io sonó." He answered stepping into the house and walking closer to us. (Yes, I am)

"Why?" Gigi asked rudely.

"È che qualsiasi modo di salutare suo padre?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. (Is that any way to greet your father?)

He was acting way to calm from a man that brutally beats us at any slight sign of disrespect.

"Shut up Gianna." Marquo hissed behind her, knowing that Gigi's uncontrollable mouth always got us in painful trouble.

She was the only girl out of nine brothers so to say she was spoiled was an understatement. However, that doesn't mean she doesn't get her fair share of beatings, but her one was way more gentle, making her think she could get away with saying and doing anything. What she doesn't know is that the rest of us face her consequences.

Gigi scoffed. The rest of of was trying to shut her up by pulling her backs wards but she persistent. "Okay father, how about get the fuck out of-"

Before she could finish her sentence it was interjected by a sharp slap across her face.

My brother third oldest Damiani bolted towards him landing his fist into fathers face. "Don't fucking touch her like that you piece of shit. Who the fuck to u think you are coming into this house after a year and thinking the first think you can do is slap my sister." He yelled struggled his way out our brothers vice grip. "Lo guiro se la tocchi di nuovo, ti trafiggo il cuore. (I swear if you ever touch her again I will stab you in the heart)

Marquo and Mateo held back Damiani knowing if he was to dare touch our father again what it would mean for the nine of us that was currently present. Thank god our two oldest brothers weren't here or father would really be dead.

My father just wiped the blood that dribbled from his lip and smile. "So I see you guys have grown up." He said, dripping his backs in the floor. "Grown up very disrespectful since your hitting you father. I see I have to continue my teachings with you. I may even throw you in jail like your eldest brother Dante." He emotionless smiled spread longer on his lips.

We all rolled our eyes. "Whatever." Marquo snapped. "What's the mission you want us to do?"

Our father placed his hand on Gianna's cheek where he slapped her and placed a kiss on the bruise, making her scoff. "Before we get into business, where is your mother?" He questioned looking up the stairs.

I scowled. "She's not your problem any more." I chided. I hated that man with a passion for what he put my family through.

He smirked. "Okay your right. I don't want that deaf bitch anyways." He gibed. 

It was now my turn to launch forward but unluckily for me and luckily for him I was held back.

Guiseppe chuckled. "I was wondering when my favourite bastard son would show his fist." He taunted. "I see our anger management therapy isn't working as well as I thought."

With those words I felt the remnant pain of being whipped on my bag. "Fuck you old man." I spat out angrily.

A throat cleared behind us. "Can everyone stop diving around this is not a swimming pool." The voice of the second oldest Esposito son boomed, as he stepped into the room.