4 Max Ciccone
Chapter 4 Max Ciccone. Luke pov
A few days pass, and I hardly see or hear from Iza. Not that I am morning over that, maybe she finally got the point and will stay as far away from me as she possibly can even though we live together. I look at the screen when my phone starts ringing and feel slightly excited when I see Jake’s number.
“You are a slow working man.”
I say to him when I answer, and he laughs
“Hey man, you know that it’s not my decision.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know. So what did the little redhead say?”
“She was skeptical not because she doesn’t want to see what you have to offer, but because of her anonymity.”
“Well, it’s not like I walk in there with a sign above my head. Being anonymous is crucial to me too.”
“Yes, I told her that, but she is even stricter than you are. I am the only one who gets to see or talk to her, and she wants it to stay that way. She doesn’t want to see what you look like or even hear you speak. ”
“If I can’t speak to the sub, how the hell am I supposed to know if she can handle it or not? I mean, when someone gets introduced to the tough stuff, then it’s even more important that we can communicate.”
“Yeah, I know, and she knows that too, so that is why she wants me to be there every time.”
“Wait, so she is going to talk to you, and what am I supposed to do? Cover my ears while she is doing it?”
He laughs into the phone, and the excitement has started to turn into irritation.
“No, I ask the questions. Only yes and no questions, and she answers with finger movements.”
“Geez,” I say and sigh.
“And she wants me to set everything up before the session, and she wants to be punished every time.”
“How am I supposed to know if she has been misbehaving if I can’t talk to her?”
“That is what she wants.”
“And sex?” I ask
“Sometimes, but rarely, same with orgasms.”
“I need a sub I can fuck when I want to and not just on her terms.”
“You can fuck someone else.”
Jake says, and sure he is right, but it feels like a lot more work than I planned for
“Is she going to decide what I should do with her every time too?”
“Luke, don’t be so grumpy if you think about it. She might be perfect for you. She will never become a clingy tail behind you like most women around you turn out to be, and she wants me to handle the aftercare. It’s a win-win situation for you.”
“What are her hard limits?” I ask and ignore what he said
“No needles, no violation, burning, cutting, and no scars. She had a few others that she wasn’t sure about. I will give you the list, but she is open to trying most things.”
“Hmm, well, it sounds tempting... was she eager?”
I ask, hoping like hell that is the case because it gives me room to negotiate.
“Yes, she was practically bouncing. She is a sweet and amazing woman.”
“Tell her I agree if I can bring Angelica every time. Angelica will be blindfolded and gagged. She will only be there for me to fuck when I’m done with whatever her name is. Angelica is submissive but far from what I need.”
“She calls herself Maria, and I will call her right away. As soon as I have her answer, I let you know.”
“Thank you, Jake.”
Jake is right Maria can definitely be the easiest sub I have ever had. Let’s hope she agrees to my terms. When I arrive at the office, I hear laughter coming from my office. Frowning, I open the door and see Maya talking to a man I have never seen before. Both of them turn to me, and the man looks directly at me.
“Luke, I mean Sir. This man is here to see you.”
I look at the young man with black hair and a frown. There is something familiar about him, and I look at Maya.
He says, using my first name like we know each other.
“Do I know you?”
I ask and see Maya look from me to him with narrowed eyes.
“No, you don’t. I am Max Ciccone.”
For some reason, the name sounds familiar, but I can’t place it, so I give him a questioning look, and he gives me a crooked smile. He turns to Maya with a look that I definitely don’t like. He is not only undressing her. He is eye-fucking her, and I am the only one here allowed to do that. I clear my throat, irritated. Who the fuck does he think he is?
“So, are you going to tell me who you are and why you are here?”
He turns back to me with a serious expression.
“I am your brother.”
I stare at the man in disbelief. This guy is insane. I don’t have a brother. I have a sister, Amanda, but she is dead.
“Is this a fucking joke?” I snarl, and the man shakes his head
“We share the same father.”
“Maya, leave now!”
I growl at her, and he gives me a harsh look after she immediately leaves the room. I stand there and continue to stare at the man, and the longer I stare at him, the more I see the similarities between him and my dad and myself. We could be related, but brothers? No way.
“I’m sorry for coming here and dropping a bomb like this, but I didn’t know about it myself until a few months ago.”
“Are you here for money?” I ask and glare at him
“No, I have plenty of money myself. I guess the rumors about you are true. You are a complete asshole.”
He says with a snort, and I can’t believe the guy. Did he just insult me?
“How do you know that we share the same father?”
“You know Logan Romano, right?”
“What does that have to do with anything?”
I ask, feeling suspicious. Just hearing someone say Logan's name is suspicious. What if this guy is one of Logan's nuts friends, or what if he works for him and he is here to check on Iza
“Your dad worked with Logan's father in Catania, Sicily, for a while. Logan is born there just like I was. Your dad is half Italian, and he met my mother while he was working there. Your father went home to his wife, you, and your sister. I was born nine months later, and the man I have been calling my father my whole life adopted me. My mother died only thirty-five years old, and my father passed away a few months ago. I found the papers regarding my adoption when I took over his… umm business. Then I looked your father up and found out that I have a brother and a sister. You are an easy man to find you appear in most newspapers, both through your business and private life.”
He says and glances over my shoulder. I follow his gaze and see that his eyes are firmly fixated on Maya. I glare at him, and he gives me a teasing smile.
“As I said, you were easy to find, and I know pretty much everything about you now.”
I don’t like that a bit.
“What exactly is that supposed to mean?” I ask and narrow my eyes at the guy
“I’m just saying that your private life isn’t as private as you might think it is. I know that your little stunt in the press with your assistant was a ploy. I’m not sure why, though. I also know that she was kidnapped, and Logan helped you to get her back.”
“Are you here to blackmail me?”
I growl, and he laughs at me.
“No, Luke, I am simply here because I wanted to meet my well-known brother. Believe it or not, I don’t have a hidden agenda for being here, and as I said, I don’t need your money. This is the adoption papers.”
He says and gives me an envelope. I read the papers, and sure my father’s name is there, but they could be fake.
“I understand that you have doubts I had them myself, but that is easily fixed with a blood test. If you are up for it, I have booked an appointment today.”
“You work fast.”
I answer him surprised, and he gives me another crooked smile.
“I like to get things done, and there is no point in waiting. So are you coming or not?”
I stare at him for a while contemplating everything he has said. I’m shocked and mad as fuck, but a blood test will give me a straight answer, and he is right. There is no point in waiting.
“Maya, can you please come in here?”
I call out through the door, and Maya walks inside with a curious look in her eyes. Damn, nosy woman.
“I need you to clear my schedule for today and call my lawyer. I have to go with…. Um… him.”
I say and wave my hand at the man who calls himself my brother.
“Of course, Sir. Is there something else I can do for you?”
Yes, Maya, there are many things that you can do for me, I almost say but clamp my mouth shut.
“No, and then you can go home.”
She nods and starts to roam around my desk, and the fucker looks at her with way too much interest for my liking. My phone starts ringing, and I leave the office to take the call. But I can clearly hear them speaking, and I clench my free hand into a fist. I don’t like this guy.
“Can I get you anything while you are waiting?” She asks him with that sweet smile of hers
“No, thank you, beautiful Miss Frost. Can I call you Maya?”
“Yes, Mr. Ciccone, you can call me Maya.”
“Please call me Max. I’m going to go straight to the point. I would love to take you out to dinner and then show you exactly how beautiful I think that you are.”
I hang up even though it is an important call and walk inside my office again. Maya´s cheeks have turned a sweet shade of pink when she answers him.
“Thank you, but no, thank you. I have a boyfriend.”
“He can come too. From the way I see it, the sweets are something you should share with others.”
I clear my throat, and he turns around with raised eyebrows.
“Maya, you can make the phone call from your home. Thank you for today.”
I say, and he turns back to her.
“It was a pleasure to meet you, beautiful Maya. I’m sure we will meet again.” He tells her and kisses her hand. Fucking weasel! I walk Maya out of the office.
“Tell my lawyer to look at this, and I need all information I can get on this guy. His name and everything is in the papers and not a word to anyone about this.”
“Of course. Is he really your brother? He looks a bit like you.”
“I don’t know, but I’m going to find out, and you stay away from this guy.” I walk back inside my office and glare at Max.“
She is my assistant, and I don’t want you drooling all over her!” He gives me an amused look.
“And here I thought that you liked to share?”
“She is not mine to share, but you are not allowed to be anywhere near her.”
“I’m sure that isn’t something that you can decide for her.” I walk up to him, stopping just a few feet away, but he just calmly looks back at me
“Maya is a very good friend of mine, and believe me when I say that if you try to pull some shit on her, I will make you regret it.”
“A very good friend? Are you this protective over all your friends?”
He asks, clearly amused, and I have to restrain myself from strangling the fucker.
“I’m not discussing this with you. Just stay away from Maya.”
“I never make promises that I’m not sure that I can keep.”
The asshole tells me, but I must say that I appreciate his honesty, even though I won’t tell him that. I need to keep an eye on this guy. I think to myself when we leave my office and go to the clinic, that is going to determine if this asshole is my brother or not. I hope for the latter. But what if he is? What does he want from me?
After visiting the clinic, we get back into my car, and my phone starts to ring. I feel Max studying me when I grumble my answer. But my bad mood gets slightly better when I hear what Jake has to say
“Maria is in, and you can bring Angelica as long as she can’t see.”
“Tomorrow night, and she only wants a punishment.”
“I can arrange that.”
I say and chuckle when a million ideas enter my mind.
“I bet you can. See you tomorrow at 10 pm. My room, room nine.”
“Yes, see you there.”
I immediately send a text to Angelica telling her about what will happen, and she responds eagerly to come with me. So I get the best of both things and no complications. I think that I have deserved that.
“Good news?” Max asks me, and I glare at him
“I stay out of your business, and you stay out of mine, got it?”
I answer, and he smirks at me.
“Whatever you say, big brother. But here is my number if you should need my help with anything.”
He says when the car comes to a stop, he gives me a completely white card with only a cell phone number written on it. Then he leaves without a word.
Why on earth would he think that I need his help with anything?