Screwing Mia|✓

7.

Upon walking home from the pawn shop, a tinted black Mercedes cruised at his feet, the windows rolling down to reveal his brother.

"Let me guess. Father sent another message?" Dustin nonchalantly asked stopping his footsteps.

"Get in" his brother breathed beckoning him forward with two fingers.

He drove straight to their father's manor, bypassing the many security that respected them deeply. I had been little over four months since Dustin had seen his father, he couldn't have been more glad for that. To miss the chance of the constant back lashing to act right, stop being care free and be the Toscani he really is.

He was sick of it.

"I suggest you keep your mannerism thus time" Elliot chuckled before pushing the office door. Revealing their father, clad in a fitted black suit with a cigar between his lips.

"Well aren't you a sight if sore eyes. I trust that you've been attending to the little package I sent over" their father spoke pulling the thick cigar from his lips and putting it out, he suturing for the boys to take a seat.

"Let's say I have. What's so special about them?" Dustin asked picking up his fathers partially lit cigar, relighting it before taking a puff.

Elliot chuckled.

"Well the daughter of Janice is very.." he paused

"Prized among a number of families. Reason being she's the only thing left of Alphonse's empire"

Dustin froze his eyes widening a bit.
Alphonse's son was a close partner in crime to him. But he never knew he had a sister, Alphonse should be spitting fire in hell know he had fucked better yet deflowered his daughter.

"So she's a Juvente. And you both choose to tell me now" Dustin arched a brow anger setting in due to the lack if information.

"You seemed distraught. Don't tell me you've already gotten attached son" his father lips twitched into a crooked grin.

"Fuck that. I just want to know why did you choose to send her in my house, why didn't you keep her here. Why get mom involved" Dustin snarled hitting his hand down on the table amusing Elliot more.

"Keep your composure brother" Elliot hummed seeing as their father grew more pissed by the second.

"Better to tell him to keep his dick in his pants" their father's chuckle was sinister.

"Let's face it, he's just scared if respinsibilites, immature and a waste if family name" his father taunted speaking to Elliot as if Dustin was not there.

"And you fucking wonder why I don't come here. I'll protect her alright. But don't think I'm doing it for you. Consider it done on behalf of Satchel. He's the only one I'm doing this for" he sneered going into his fathers face and poking him in the chest.

"Your acting in honor? You never fail to amuse and disappoint me" his father blew a thick cloud if smoke in his face.

"Elliot get me out if this place" Dustin spat and his brother chuckled in response, he loved the way his brother pissed off his father and vise versa. There was never a dull moment around the two and I was better since Dustin was the youngest and he's hard, and doesn't take bullshit from no one. Except his Mother if course.

He has every attitude of a Toscani.
Dimitri their father is just bitter because he lacked the balls and force his son has when he was his age.