Does Thalia still have feelings for Luciano? I think the answer's pretty obvious.
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
Thalia "Where are you going again?" I asked Grandpa Ferri, who was currently arranging his bags for an alleged trip. "To my old friend's new house. He finally retired from his job, so he bought a villa on the farthest parts of Amari Coast. I heard that it was mansion-like, so I really want to go." "And you're taking Lucille because?" He smiled sheepishly and scratched the back of his head. "Well, it's the weekends, and my friend also has a granddaughter around the same age as Lucille. I want the two of them to become friends," he cheerily said. "Won't you like that?" "Of course I do," I sighed. "But wouldn't it be too much of a hassle for you to take care of Lucille when you're there to enjoy with your friends?" He shook his head. "Definitely not. Lucille's a well-behaved kid, and they have lots of maids, too, so rest assured that she wouldn't be neglected. Us old people will probably stay in the villa the whole day drinking some wine." "Grandpa," I reprimanded. "You shouldn'
Third Person's POVThe two of them sat in complete silence, only clad in their bathrobes while sitting awkwardly on the bed. They had just finished showering—separately, of course, and now, only the sound of a forgotten 90's TV show was heard inside the room. Thalia let out an impatient sigh before leaning back against the bed frame. "Are we just going to sit here and do nothing?" she asked, finally having the courage to break the silence.Luciano smiled sheepishly and went closer to her, placing his rough hand over her bare thigh—barely hovering above the smooth skin. Thalia let out a loud chuckle. "When did you become so timid? Our skin isn't even touching," she laughed. He chuckled awkwardly as he covered his face in embarrassment. "I don't know what to do!" "What do you mean?" she asked. "We've done this before. And I'm pretty sure that you've done this plenty of times when I wasn't around."He uncovered his face and apologetically looked at her. "Don't look so apologetic,