Amara's POV My laptop sat open in front of me but I couldn't concentrate on the reason for opening it. I had a project to take care of but that wasn't important to me as I stood up with my phone in my hands. I paced to and fro in Luciano's room still contemplating on going on with my plans. That was it! I locked the door and went into the bathroom. I checked for cameras knowing that Luciano could be funny sometimes but I couldn't find any then dialed the number. 'Please pick up' Dee's responded immediately and I heaved a sigh happy that I didn't have to wait too long for him to respond. "Amara, how are you doing?" He asked. "I'm fine, I finally decided to call," I chuckled nervously but I still wanted to confirm if he was truly the one. "I guess," He replied and stayed silent while I thought of what to ask him. "When was the last time we talked and what did we talk about?" I asked and he told me everything making me feel relaxed. I can
Amara's POV I held in the laughter that threatened to burst out of my mouth. Was that jealousy I sensed? "Yes, it was his. And I'm actually thinking of accepting his proposal and starting a real relationship with him," I said. Omg! His face!I shouldn't have said that but, I did already. "Join me," He offered as he lay on the bed with a smile. I didn't want to because I had a lot of things on my mind. And I also didn't want to be charmed by Luciano's sweetness again only for him to treat me like trash later on. "I don't want to," I refused and his smile turned to a frown. "Amara, you are just a sex slave. So you don't have the right to refuse me when I ask you for anything, including your body. Do you understand me?" He asked his voice rising in anger. "Yes," I replied angrily that he had switched again. "Strip!" He ordered. Having no choice but to obey his command, I took off my dress quickly. I was left with my blac
Luciano's POV I left the room angrily though I was bothered with how I left her. She was too stubborn and always loved to be taught a lesson. I pray she didn't collapse out of exhaustion. I needed to go somewhere really important but I had to make sure that Shuri didn't leave the house, she was unsafe same as Amara. But I needed to protect her more because of Massimo's eyes on her. I called the guards close to me and instructed them strictly not to allow Shuri out of the house. I had to threaten them with their jobs and knowing how well they were treated, they knew better than to disobey me. Raul and I got to the meeting point and I asked him to stay around. I didn't want him listening to our conversation. I ordered a drink but left it untouch while waiting for Massimo to come quickly. He was always late but I didn't allow it to annoy me because we had something
Luciano's POV I returned to my club sipping another glass of wine though it was more alcoholic than the previous one I had taken. I was engrossed in my thoughts and kept wondering why people suddenly saw me as weak. I never acted like one! Or had they seen how I act with Amara and Shuri and thought me to be weak? Shit! That can't be good. My hands rested on the table, thinking of what to do next when a guard whispered to me of Dee's presence. I straightened after asking him to be let in though I felt I was doing something wrong. "Hey bro," He greeted while stretching his hands for a handshake. It felt weird but I didn't want to reject his gesture so I received it then turned my attention to the band that played smoothly. I looked around and watched people smiling, shaking their heads to the rhythm of the song while some couples swa
Amara's POV I was bored as usual, as the people in the house barely talked to me. I didn't care because we had nothing to talk about. Luciano and I hadn't crossed paths for sometime and I felt like he was avoiding me which made things easier for the both of us. My eyes darted to the wallpaper and I decided to check the room not minding if I'd be stuck in there again. Staying there alone was better than being with someone who didn't care about me. I took off the wallpaper and rolled it to a certain limit then touched the door which opened swiftly. Dust and cobwebs filled the room and I wondered why Luciano didn't bother taking care of it. Several pictures were hung on the wall and I stared at them in amazement, wondering how someone could resemble me so much. She was beautiful and had a charming smile, her eyes were innocent and her hair looked soft and full. Looking at the pictures, I understood why people talked about our similar looks, we were was
Amara's POV Returning to class after the short break made me happy. I was able to interact with the few friends I had made earlier and learnt more. Lectures went smoothly as expected and I made sure that I didn't think of anything else but my study. If I finished with my studies then I'd have to look for a well paying job and start my life over. Someone threw a rolled paper at me and I turned back to see Obinna waving at me. I smiled back at him contemplating on asking him to check out what was on the flash drive. I made my decision and tore out a piece of paper then told him what I wanted him to do and added my phone number as well. I threw the paper back at him and made sure the lecturer didn't notice what I did. Before they call us 'live birds'. I didn't want to be asked to stand up for disrupting the class. Well, I don't think that happens in college. After class, I stood outside waiting for him to meet me. He walked towards me wea
Amara's POV Stealing from Gio got me paranoid though it had been more than a day since I collected the money from him. I kept avoiding anything that would make us bump into each other and stayed put in Luciano's room. I was surprised at my reaction and wondered if I wasn't the same person that picked pockets for a living. It was the act stealing that brought me to Luciano's house and now I had become scared of being caught. "I gest I learned a lesson" The hiding was over as I saw him enter the room. My heart skipped two beats as I watched him come closer to me, he know about my theft, his eyes showed it. "Hey mama," He called jokingly while I stared at him with a straight face trying not to give away myself. "Hi, Gio. You look better today," I said with a confident tone. "I feel better, thank you for checking on me and taking my
Amara's POV "That's for trying to act like you care." She spat while I glared at her. She was really testing my patience. But at the same time, do I care? Yeah! I really do care. "Do you know who Pablo is?" She asked suddenly. I didn't know whether to agree but since I saw him as unimportant I denied it. "I don't know him," I lied. "That's a lie, he said that you both has dated for sometime," She stated getting me angry. I felt like telling her everything about I and Pablo's relationship but seeing her present mood I knew she wouldn't believe me. "We never dated," I debunked. That yucky! That son of a bitch isn't even called Pablo, his name is Bruno and he is my relative. Should I tell her that now? "You're too secretive, Amara, I don't want to talk to you anymore. Don't you realize that I've been avoiding you for sometime now? It's because you care only about yourself," She said and I shrugged. This girl bis really a brok