Masuk"She's agreed to the plan," Black said over the phone. "Doctor Fiore is on his way to your place, he will introduce her to your parents." With that, I hung up the phone.
I slid the books aside and entered the PIN to unlock the safe, hidden within the bookshelf. Just as I reached inside, my phone vibrated in my pocket. A call had come in. I glanced at it realizing it was from my biological brother. "What have you been up to?" I shot at him Immediately I answered the call. "Clubbing and dealing with some New York mafia families," Adam answered and I scoffed. "Be careful there in America..." I warned. "And when the hell are you planning on returning?" I questioned my twenty-six-year-old brother who had refused to be adopted while we were kids at the orphanage home. "My flight is in four days." He answered and I huffed. "Bet when you're back here I'm gonna have you grounded and stop you from dealing with drugs because you're going overboard with traveling to Sicily to make a stupid deal with some New York families who might get you killed leaving no evidence," I stated concerned. As unconcerned as I am, I don't joke with my brother. We have been through a lot of shit the past years when we lost our parents and I as the elder brother has been a weak ass going through psychological disorder and shit. Adam was the only person who had stood by me even though he was only eight then. I had built my drug business without my parents' knowledge because I didn't want to rely on their fortune. When I finally succeeded in the mafia world, I was determined to protect my brother who was the one person in the world I couldn't bear to lose, and not in a foreign messed up land like New York where I have many enemies looking for a weakness that could pull me down. "You are making me reconsider moving back." Adam teased, seeming to be aware that I meant every damn word I had told him. "If you don't return in four days, I'm gonna have my men bring you myself." I threatened. "Mi stai facendo paura." He said with a laugh and I smirked at how he always says ' I'm scaring him', whenever I activate my elder brother mode. "I need your help about a lady whom---" "Let's talk in person if you wanna talk to me about a lady." I cut in ending the call even before he could say a word. Well, damn people called Adam! Why are they so all about ladies? I cussed internally remembering the story Mrs. Stone, my adoptive mother always tells the young me and Ginevra about how Adam got misled by a woman and that's what always happens to my Adam brother! "Sullivan!" Gin called from the hallway, I could hear her approaching footsteps as I put my phone inside the safe and locked it. I arranged the books which covered the safe and Gin walked in. "Mum wants you downstairs." She told me and I turned to look autistically at her. "The lady who is said to serve you is downstairs. You need to meet her." She added and I made a smug smile which she didn't notice. I walked with my sister to the living room and had my seat beside her while my mum stopped the conversation she was having with Doctor Fiore, an ally of mine. "Dear." She called with her warm motherly smile, which always had me smile back, reflexively. "Here is Micah." She pointed at a lady and I raised my head at the said 'Micah, quirking my mouth on both sides as I raised my ever so gentle face. "She will be your assistant and will be serving you henceforth " My eyes met with the eyeballs I rarely see, they were green looking furiously at me. Her red curly hair was packed into a ponytail and her curvature body had me hard already. "Introduce yourself." Doctor Fiore muttered to her, while my eyes danced around her unable to keep a stable glance at her. The green-eyed lady with fabulous red hair looked adamant at first and I could tell she was just as stubborn as Black had said. "I'm Micah." She pronounced hostilely, her stares tightening on me as if trying not to glare at me. "Your assistant." One could feel her sarcastic reply and I would be smirking right now but instead, I'm busy dancing my eyeballs around the living room. "Please treat my brother well." Ginevra got on her feet. "With respect. He's older than you." She added seeming to have noticed how rude the redhead girl was towards me, and it does seem as though Micah just got recorded in Gin's bad book. My little sister walked away unable to keep up with Micah's attitude and my mother smiled glancing at Micah. "Sorry about that." She apologized with a smile. "I hope you two get along." She smiled warmly at Micah who faked a smile in response. "I'd be on my way." Doctor Fiore rose on his feet and my mother escorted him out of the room. The green-eyed lady remained seated on the couch, her piercing gaze fixed on me and I tried not to meet her eyes. When I heard my mother and the doctor have exited from the door. My eyes slowly met with Micah's green orb and she looked surprisingly at me. But she was in for more surprises. "Follow me," I commanded strictly wanting to introduce her to ROP. I bought her to be my submissive after all."She's agreed to the plan," Black said over the phone. "Doctor Fiore is on his way to your place, he will introduce her to your parents." With that, I hung up the phone.I slid the books aside and entered the PIN to unlock the safe, hidden within the bookshelf. Just as I reached inside, my phone vibrated in my pocket. A call had come in.I glanced at it realizing it was from my biological brother. "What have you been up to?" I shot at him Immediately I answered the call."Clubbing and dealing with some New York mafia families," Adam answered and I scoffed."Be careful there in America..." I warned. "And when the hell are you planning on returning?" I questioned my twenty-six-year-old brother who had refused to be adopted while we were kids at the orphanage home."My flight is in four days." He answered and I huffed."Bet when you're back here I'm gonna have you grounded and stop you from dealing with drugs because you're going overboard with traveling to Sicily to make a stupid deal w
"Your mother's condition is stable, but we haven't seen any significant improvement in the last few years." The doctor stated. "I know this isn't the news you were hoping for, but we are still monitoring her closely and are doing everything we can to ensure her comfort." He added."Thank you, Doctor," I said with a sigh. The doctor gave me a light squeeze on my shoulder before turning and walking away.I glanced at my mother, her face obscured by a clear plastic mask that covered her mouth and nose. The mask was connected to a machine that was keeping her alive, and a thin tube ran from the mask to the machine. I was struck by how small and fragile she looked, lying there in the hospital bed. The mask made it hard to see her face, and I found myself wishing I could just see her smile one more time. I reached out and gently touched her hand, feeling the cold plastic of the IV tube that ran from her arm to a bag of fluid hanging above the bed."Mother," I called gritting my teeth, keepi
"Buona notte, Tesoro." My mother kissed my cheek and I managed to smile, my brows flickering."Goodnight Mom," I replied to her and she watched me walk into my room.I locked the door behind me when I heard her footsteps which seemed to be leading down the hallway I took a short walk to my closet, unbuttoned my shirt, and threw it onto the bed, I took a black sweatshirt which I wore with a coat before walking to the bookshelf where I pushed the secret button which caused the bookshelf to open revealing the stairs that led down the underground bedroom where I get my pleasure.The bookshelf closed by itself after I walked through it, climbing down the stairs and I walked away from the bedroom to the upper stairs.Sooner, I ended up coming out of the under-the-ground door which was fixed on the floor.I walked through the back gate and to the car which must have been waiting for me."How's it going?" I asked my right-hand man as soon as I climbed into the Rolls Royce."It's goin' well si
America. New York City.."Why the hell would you call a redhead like me a witch?" I glared at the old man. "I already told you—I don’t fuck grandpas," I snapped, storming out of the VIP clubroom."Yo! What’s up, Micah?" Ricky shouted, trailing behind me as loud rap music blasted from every corner of the club."Don't tell me you told Friday that you love her again," I say walking to another hallway, where there are crowds of people dancing and drinking."You are the reason why Friday won't say she loves me back," Ricky mentioned still following me."Well." I stopped on my track glancing at him. "Her life isn't some fucking borin' fiction you know. Just continue fucking her and your relationship would go on smoothly. Cut the bullshit called, love." I said with disgust. "Can it even be the name of an animal?" I eyed him as he gave him a purse. "You know who to give the drugs to," I said in conclusion walking away.I strolled to the other clubroom which is less noisy with strippers pole
ATTENTION!THIS BOOK IS A WORK OF FICTION. THE DEPICTION OF AUTISM IN THIS BOOK IS NOT MEANT TO BE REPRESENTATIVE OF ANYONE WITH ASD AND ANY SIMILARITIES TO REAL PEOPLE OR SITUATIONS ARE PURELY COINCIDENTAL..Italy. Sicily...The security opened the back gate and my driver drove in.As soon as the car pulled into the compound, I jumped out and headed straight for the trap door, hidden from anyone living in the mansion.I swung it open and climbed down the stairs that led to the secret underground bedroom, my very own hideaway.I usually bring home some ladies to the bedroom to f**k them but each one of them always ended up escaping in the middle of the fun and I always think I haven't gotten the right person who will fully submit themselves to me, luckily for this bedroom, my religious parents never knew I was up to something like this.Well, I blame my psychological disorder which always pushes me to do these things.I stopped looking around the room, which I named the room of pleas







