Yay for periods!
I went into the bathroom and cleaned up. Then I hopped into the shower and got ready for the day. Once I looked presentable, wearing a red Valentino dress and black pumps, I headed to the twins' apartment.
Stefan would take me to the store.
I knocked on the door, and after banging on it five times, I heard Angelo yell, "You better be fucking dying or have a death wish to be knocking on my door this early."
"Angelo, it's me."
The door flung open, and Angelo stood in the entryway in a pair of gray boxer briefs. His dick was hard and poked through the slit, showing off his piercing.
I checked out his muscular, tattooed chest and licked my lips. "Excited to see me?"
"Morning wood, baby." Angelo put his hand on my back and steered me into the apartment, slamming the door behind us. "But yeah, that, too." He gripped my ass. "You look good enough to eat.” Then he kissed my neck and breathed in my perfume. "Why are you up so early, pretty girl?"
Before I could respond, Stefan entered the kitchen naked. He stood with the refrigerator door open, drinking orange juice from the bottle. "Miss us already?" Stefan asked between sips, raising his hand. "Come over here. I got someone who wants to say hello."
I laughed at his playfulness.
He was also hard and looked like he had just woken up. His short, dark hair stuck up in different places. But he still looked good all tatted up, his muscular body on display for me.
Stefan walked into the living room. And with the twins surrounding me, I couldn't catch my breath. Angelo hooked his arm around me from behind, so I could feel him on my back. Then Stefan pressed his chest to mine, and his dick rubbed my stomach.
"You guys are killing me," I whispered.
I used a wad of toilet paper as my temporary pad and needed to get to the store immediately. The first few days of my flow were heavy. So this makeshift setup would not last long.
Someone knocked on the door.
"What the fuck?" Angelo grunted, his hand falling from my body. "Why is everyone coming over so fucking early? Like we weren't up all night working." He opened the door. "What?"
"Don't you fucking what me," Dante snapped as he pushed past Angelo to enter the room. He glanced at me, and then his gaze shifted back to Angelo. "What is she doing here?"
I rolled my eyes at the prick. “Good morning to you, too.”
Dante's nostrils flared as he shoved up his suit jacket sleeve to inspect his watch. "You have one hour until you start work."
I forced a smile. "I'll be there with bells on."
My response garnered a snarl from Dante.
Angelo slid his arm across the back of Dante's neck. He didn't look as disgusted as when I touched him, but it wasn't much better. "What do you need, boss?"
"Johnny Z is going to be a problem for us."
Stefan ran a hand through his messy black hair. "What now?"
Dante's jaw clenched as he looked at the twins. "Our guys heard a rumor. He’s planning to poach our girls."
I assumed he was talking about the strippers and prostitutes at the clubs. Johnny Zabatino ran a small Mafia family on the other side of Atlantic City. He also owned strip clubs and bars.
"I'll handle him," Stefan said.
Angelo tapped Dante's shoulder. "We got it covered."
Stefan bent down to kiss my lips. "Morning, beauty."
I kissed him back, and when I glanced at Dante, he looked repulsed. "Why do you look so grossed out when I kiss your brothers?"