Luciano I patted my lap and she unhesitatingly sat down on top of it. I smiled to myself since she seems to be trusting me more and more as time passes by. Actually, we haven't bonded for that long, but she already trusts me this much. I guess it's really true that blood doesn't lie. "Let me ask you a question," I said. She looked up at me with wide eyes and nodded her head. "What did your mommy tell you about your daddy?" "Hmm," she placed her hand under her chin. "Mommy doesn't like talking about daddy." I raised my eyebrows. "Oh, really?" She nodded her head and gestured for me to come closer. I looked at her, confused, but complied with what she wants. She went closer to my ear and whispered, "But I hear her crying sometimes. I think she misses daddy so much even if she doesn't talk about him." I broke away from her and suddenly felt a tugging feeling in my heart. Thalia cries because of...me? "I asked mommy about daddy once," she added. "What did she say?" I as
Thalia "So, you're already claiming one of your dates tomorrow?" I asked, raising one of my eyebrows. "Why not?" he asked. "You only have three, you know?" "Exactly," he said. "I should make the most out of those three dates. So, tomorrow, alright? I'll wait for you by my car tomorrow." "Where are we going?" I asked. "It's a surprise, bambi. I'm not going to tell you." I rolled my eyes. "Whatever. What time?" "10 AM." "Fine," I said. He went closer to me, causing me to look at him with furrowed eyebrows. "What are you doing?"He didn't respond and merely smiled. He had a mischievous glint in his eyes so I knew that he was planning something. Before I even knew it, he leaned over and placed a quick kiss on my cheek. I took a step back and held my cheek, looking at him with wide eyes. My heart started beating out of my chest, and I couldn't even curse at him because he took my breath away. He smiled, his pearly-whites shining and the dimple on his right cheek showing. "See
LucianoI'm being disregarded.I'm definitely being disregarded. I glanced back through the rearview mirror and unconsciously clenched my jaw. Dom and Thalia were still talking amongst themselves in a hushed voice, giggling from time to time. I clicked my tongue. I couldn't hear what they were saying, so it just made me more frustrated.I heard Grandpa Ferri laugh by my side, but I ignored him. My jealousy was brimming to the core, and it fucking sucks that I can't do anything about it. ***I sighed in relief when we finally arrived at the beach house I rented for two days and one night. Thalia looked around the place with a smile on her face, making my heart swell in pride. "Do you like it?" I asked. Her eyes were still on the sight as she nodded her head. "It's so beautiful here. How did you even find this place?""Word of mouth," I smiled. "But why is it so empty?" she asked. "It feels like we're the only ones here.""That's because we are," I said. She turned to me, her e
Thalia “Hey,” I snapped my fingers in front of Luciano’s face, but he didn’t snap out of his daze. He merely looked at me—a dumb, awestruck look on his face. Dom chuckled as he looked at Luciano. “This dude’s whipped,” he said to me. I blushed and shook my head. “Shut up,” I said. With all my might, I pushed Luciano’s shoulder, causing him to topple on top of the hot sand. “Oww,” he said, his forearm being burned by the hot sand. “Bambi! What was that for?” “You weren’t responding,” I whined. “And is it my fault that you’re so weak? You literally toppled with a weak push.” He smirked and stood up from the ground, his tall height hovering above my stature. “Weak, huh?” he walked closer to me. I raised my chin and nodded my bed. “Yup. Weak. You’re rusting, Mr. Mafia Boss,” I whispered the last statement so he’d be the only one to hear it. A small smile was on his lips, then a mischievous glint appeared in his eyes. Before I could even back away because I noticed that he was u
Thalia “Get up,” I shook Luciano awake as I sat down on his bed. He got up quickly and looked at me in confusion, rubbing his still-sleepy eyes. “Thalia?” he asked, confused. “What are you doing here?” “Get up,” I shook his shoulders, ignoring his last question.He sat up on the bed and ruffled his hair.“What’s up, bambi? Why’d you wake me up at…,” he glanced at the bedside clock. “4 o’clock in the morning?”“Get dressed,” I said, “We’re going on a date.” His eyes widened in surprise, and his posture straightened. “What? Date?" he asked, perplexed. I chuckled and removed the duvet from his body.“Yes, a date. So, get up.”“What’s gotten into you, bambi?”“You’re the one asking me on a date?”I nodded my head.“Why? Don’t you want to?” I cocked one of my eyebrows.“I want to,” he quickly answered. “But I haven’t planned for a second date yet,” he reasoned. “Why don’t we go tomorrow, hmm?” he gently asked.I shook my head. “I want to go now,” I said. “You don’t have to plan for t
Thalia"Shall we go on our third date?" I asked Luciano, who was currently holding me as we watched some Disney movies on his laptop. It was already nighttime, and we were snuggled in my bed, dressed in comfortable pajamas and eating oily junk food as we watched some movies. Lucille was already tucked in bed, so the two of us were able to spend some time alone. I glanced back at him and frowned when he didn't respond. "Luciano," I said, causing him to snap out of his thoughts. "Wh—what?" he asked. I chuckled and shook my head. "Shall we go on another date tomorrow? It's actually Lucille''s first day at school, so we could send her to school, have some fun, then come back to fetch her during lunchtime." I frowned in confusion when I saw his facial expression. He looked constipated, with his face twisted in worry. I sat up from the bed and looked at him. "Is there something wrong?"He slowly shook his head. I sighed. "I thought we were going to be more honest with each other f
Thalia "I'm home, sweetheart," Luciano said, swallowing his tears. Lucille got up from her seat and hugged Luciano through the gap between the seats. Luciano removed his seatbelt and engulfed Lucille in his arms, muttering "Dad's home" to comfort the crying child. I, too, couldn't help but tear up as I watched their long-awaited reunion. For the past four years, I've gotten used to being alone. I had already conditioned my mind that Lucille and I would be the only members of our family. Yet here we are. Lucille broke away from the hug, her cheeks stained with tears. Luciano chuckled and sniffed as he held onto both of her cheeks. "What are we going to do with you, sweetheart? You're covered in tears. How are you going to make friends at this point?" She stopped crying and looked at her dad with wide eyes. "Am I ugly now?" He threw his head back in amusement while shaking his head. "Of course not, baby. You're still the prettiest." He wiped her tears with the pad of
Thalia I thought that Emily was going to stop at that. However, she continued flirting with Luciano right in front of my face. She went closer to him, and in the process, she pushed me to the side. Luciano looked at me with concern and was about to run by my side. However, he was stopped when Emily suddenly held onto his arms. "And so macho, too," she smiled. "You're putting all the men in Amari Coast to shame with the way you look." He chuckled nervously. "That's not really my objective." "And you're humble too!" she exclaimed in an overly-sweet voice. "How perfect can you get?" "Right, honey?" Mrs. Miller agreed. "I told you that you'll like him the moment you see him. You didn't even believe me at first." "That's because you always arranged me with hillbillies, mom. But I guess you did well with this one." I raised one of my eyebrows. Why is she acting like she already has a chance with Luciano? "So, what's your name?" she nearly purred, running her fingers down his