Hiding the Billionaire Mafia’s Twin

Tito’s POV

The phone dropped from my hands, my hand was shaking, I couldn’t control the vibration or the nervousness that mounted up inside me, I wanted to control myself and stop the involuntary quivering but I couldn’t my lips quivered some more , I pressed my lips against each other to suppress the heavy breathes that was about to rupture out of my lungs to my mouth.

“This can’t be happening,” I finally spoke, my voice quivering at the end of my words, I tried wrapping my head around it, it seemed too impossible, the dead can’t come back to life.

I gasped, deep breaths that I couldn’t hold back escaped from my lips even though I just had a bath, beads of sweat instantly formed on my forehead and my temples, I palmed my face and shrieked.

“She is dead, Tito, she can’t come back, this must be a prank, a terrible and tasteless joke!” I removed my palms from my face and I heard the voice again from my phone.

“I am not dead, you should be careful from now on, little Tito, see me in your nightmares and that’s not the only place you are going to be seeing me, my little baby boy,” Her voice echoed in my eyes, warm tears filled the end of my eyes, I lowered my gaze and stared at the phone on the floor.

My lips become dry and my throat grew drained of wetness I swallowed a thick lump down my scorching throat, I exhaled and quickly grabbed my phone from the floor, I turned it and the call was not hung up yet, that was enough time for the person to track down my location, I quickly hung up and and switched off my phone.

It made a vibrating sound and went off, I opened the back cover of my phone and removed the battery using my little long fingernails, I successfully removed it not with ease though, I wanted to slick out the sim but I remembered Fiorella, I had her number saved here but I was not quite sure if she used same number.

I fixed everything back and switched it on, I dialled Fiorella’s number saved in my contact, it rang a few times and she answered.

“Are you that worried about her?” I heard the woman’s hoarse and aged voice again and the phone dropped from my hands the second time.

“H-how?” I stuttered.

I didn’t wait for another second. I smashed the phone, crushing it with my feet, till it turned to fragments. I didn’t stop as I screamed loudly in total frustration and confusion…

“Ha!!!”

___

“B-boss, What’s wrong?” Shawnte asked, I could sense the worry from his voice.

I was so tense, I called him using my Papa’s phone. I was too tense and uneasy to keep this terrifying incident to myself.

“B-boss,” He called for my attention, jerking me out of my weary thoughts.

“She’s back, Shawnte!” I yelled in fear, trying to hide the scars that the voice had planted in me. Shawnte stared at me in confusion, I knew I never told him about that, it was a secret I needed to keep to myself, I was not willing to expose it to anyone not even to my parents.

“I am confused, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Shawnte muttered and furrowed his brow at the height of his bewilderment.

Tito lets out an angry sigh, he has never been willing to reveal that brutal and fragile part of his life, it pained him deep in his heart, the memories are the ones he had wiped from his memory but are now back became of one phone call.

“It started when I was six…” I started narrating my most painful experiences.

{Flash back}

“Don’t call me little Tito,” My younger self complained.

“Why not?” Serena whined annoyingly before gripping my wrist and dragging me to my room.

“Let me go! Stop trying to control me!” I protested angrily and even bit the back of her hand but she didn’t even react, her grip around my wrist was too tight, I couldn’t struggle with her strength.

“Ugly Siren, leave me!” I yelped in pain, her strong grasp was crushing my bone, she dragged me up the stairs even though I kept struggling with her but it was a practical waste of time.

Serena was my nanny, she was hired because Mamma was too busy to take of me, I hate Serena so much, she was ugly, fat, her plumpy face that had fat folds that added to her ugliness, she irritated me greatly, I don’t know why Mamma employed her maybe because she was ugly that was why Mamma employed her, so papa wouldn’t be attracted to her.

We finally got to the door, where she pushed open with her huge feet. She kicked it open and flung me inside. I fell on my shoulder but stubbornly refused to groan even though my shoulder hurt a lot. She walked like a giant into the room and slammed the door shut before locking it.

“What are… you doing?” I shrieked in my husky little voice trying not to quiver at her sudden violent show of aggression towards me.

She walked in slow motion and grabbed me up roughly and took me to the bed. “Leave me fatso, let go of my hand beans bag!” I cussed, swinging my left hand and leg in the air, and she carried me with my left hand and leg.

She threw me harshly on the bed and the worst thing happened, she stripped me of my school back bag and tore my clothes off my body.

“Stop, what are you doing?” I yelled loudly, no one ever came to my aid.

“Shh, keep quiet if you don’t want me to rip out your eyes, little baby boy,” Serena grinned showing her decayed ugly set of teeth. I wondered how she could still be in her mid thirties.

“No, leave me! ”

She finally stripped my body naked, I wasn’t too small or big, just normal for my age, I saw her eyes go to my little dîck.

“Stop staring at the pervert,” I yelped, her hand clutched onto it and she started abusing my sêx.

“Mamma!!!” Unfortunately, no one was at home, not even the maids, they all left to Grandma’s mansion to prepare for her birthday party.

“Stop it!!!” I groaned in pain, tears slid from my eyes as she pinched my sêx hard.

She turned me over, I couldn’t fight back, she felt her huge finger in my ãsshole and I cried out in pain, after molesting for what seemed like eternity to me.

She turned me over and whispered.  “Little Tito, if I hear you tell your parents or anybody about this, I will kill you,”

Her deadly whisper made me shut my mouth in whimpering silence.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

{End of flashback}

“It didn’t end there, she continued till I didn’t need a nanny again, she left the mansion and never came back, her assault left a scar, I had nightmares, that made me this cold, I wanted to find her and give her a million times the torture and I found her two decades later and I tormented her for days, months till she died, I made her daughter watch everything then I killed the both of them!” I yelled, holding back my tears.

“That has been more than three decades ago, today I received a call from her, it was the same haunting voice, I would never forget that horrible woman!” I shrieked trying to catch my breath in between.

Shawnte stared at me in disarray and disbelief, I could see a slight gaze of pity from his eyes and I didn’t want that.

“How… Let’s track where the call came from,” Shawnte suggested.

I sighed again. “I destroyed my phone,”

“Holy shit,” Shawnte caused.

“I am so confused, why can’t I have a less turbulent life, I always go from one problem to another, Fûck!, why can’t I ever be happy when I try to be,” I said and ruffled my hair, heaving loud sighs.

“Boss, don’t work up yourself, we will surely find her,”

“It’s impossible, I blasted her corpse to bits,” I added to oppose his words.  “I have to see Fiorella,” I mouthed, recalling that she had answered Fiorella’s number.

“Please take it easy, I will drive you,” Shawnte offered.

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I arrived at Fiorella’s house and rang the bell. It wasn’t a maid that opened the door this time but it was Noello.

“Champ,” I forced a smile, I was excited to see him and have him in my arms but I just couldn’t show how happy I was.

“You came back so soon,” Noello muttered in amazement.

“I couldn’t get you off my mind,” I replied with a loving smile, he held my hand and let me in before shutting the door behind us.

I went to take my seat and we both started chatting without calling the attention of others. I chuckled trying to get the incident off my mind and the hurtful memories too. “Do you miss your crush?”

“Pamela, you still remember her,” Noello grinned, “I miss her physically but we talk over the phone and even do VC sometimes,” Noello replied.

“Cool,” I responded.

The door rang again and Noello went to open the door. I wanted to stop him but he was so fast like a hare. He talked with someone for a while, I stood up out of curiosity but he closed the door and walked to him.

“A gift for us,” Noello shrugged and placed it on the couch.

I stopped him from opening the wrapped box, I took it from him and interjected. “I will open it,” I slowly unwrapped it and opened the box.

I saw a red card inside and put up the upper layer of the card.

“Little Tito, I know you miss your ugly siren but you will miss your family next by the time I am done with them, anyways… your son is really cute, I wanna taste him too,”

From Serena, your nanny.