I thought I had dreamed it all. I was a bit confused until I saw her laying in bed with me. I will admit I was very much happy. I even thought to myself. “Wow what a woman she is”. I mean she literally worked me all out. It was the best pleasure experience I had ever had in my entire life. That along was enough to reveal how I truly felt about Jasmine. It wasn’t so much the sexual part of our night, but for the first time I felt what true love making, well at least in a real dramatic way, felt. Besides, I wasn’t going to do the lame things I heard online few man do when it’s just a one night stand like high five her for the great pleasure she presented as if she was auditioning for a porn shoot. “No way in heck!” I silently whispered to myself. She meant so much to me, and so as I woke her up gently I looked straight into her eyes. She was so beautiful, and I smiled so cheesy of happiness with her. I could tell she was waiting for the words I’d say and her heart was racing a bit. I said “I love you Jasmine”, I’ve always have”. The expression of both shocked and happy immediately made her eyes glow and some tears came in afterwards as she kissed me and said “I love you too Brian”. We made out with our morning breathes and stood holding one another a few moments longer wondering what the future would hold for us both. I mean how were we going to let everyone know. She is technically my step-little-sister, well not anymore and eventhough my father isn’t truly her father and we aren’t blood relatives, still he adopted her and my father would be very much infuriated. Sure, we were grown adults, but how would father take it considering the rules we have as a Mafia Family. There was a lot to consider. We had to keep things on the down low for now. Jasmine agree, but for the next few weeks we could not keep our hands away from one another. As the son of a Mafia Family there was a lot of expectations from me as well as my mannerisms, behaviors and even who I would eventually married to take over as the king pin of the Family. I honestly, did not want any part of it. I never have and never cared because I knew the business my father and his people conducted always led to someone being killed in the most brutal and dispicable way.

Let me explain a few things in order for you all to comprehend where I’m coming from. Our Family name “The Giovanni’s”, I know, not the typical American crime family name your familiar with, but nonetheless that is our last name. I’m Brian Porousa Giovanni. My father as head is Tony Porousa Giovanni, my mother Marie, my one and only sister Sarah, Ofcourse my idiot scumbag cousin Larry, and lastly Twin brother Marco. I am older by a few seconds or something like that I belive, and unlike your typical twins, no we...