Chapter 14Since yesterday I have been thinking about that weird guy. I didn’t even have much time to worry about Luciano’s absence as all I was worried about is why the man just seemed so familiar and yet strange. I was supposed to at least know how far or fast my enrolment was going but I didn’t.Walking into the kitchen to get something to eat, I found Luciano standing by the sink. He was holding a plate of almost finished cereal and immediately he saw me, he dropped the plate in the sink and walked toward me.“A neighbor thought you were a one-night stand yesterday,” Luciano said.Such insult.Well, I didn’t say anything. I just walked past to prepare what to eat. I made sure our bodies didn’t touch at all.“You let the stranger see what belongs to me?” Luciano said.Silence.There was no point having anything to say to him. Obviously, he is crazy. I can’t make him still feel like he has an effect on me when he doesn’t.Okay, frankly! He has. I don’t see why my stepbrother would o
I had no other option but to stay calm and just see how things play out. A few days passed and all I wanted was to talk to my mother. Although, something in me felt like Luciano was trying to play me but I just made myself believe I had to play along.At least he had made me leave the house, He got me clothes so I won't have to stay in panties all day and have him watch my ass!"Are you ready?" Luciano's voice asked and I gave a small nod.I reached for the pocket of my jacket and slid my hands in gently before grabbing my bag from the seat.The car door opened and I stepped out of the car. I looked around and a small smile crept on my lips.It felt good to see the city buzzing and not be locked in some forsaken room with that asshole."Come here," Luciano said and stretched out his hands toward me.I gave my hands to him and swallowed the lump in my throat.He gave a nod, held my hands, and looked at the entrance.We walked toward the building and I felt some type of happiness swell i
I wasn't sure what was worse between my hairstyle or the jacket. Having to wear the same Jacket or cold and rough hair! I wouldn't go to school on this hairstyle neither will I pick such an outfit on my own. "Damn it," I cussed and turned my attention to the outfit on the bed. I needed to play my cards well and that includes acting like everything is okay. This asshole might just be such or maybe a psychopath. I'm sure I'm doing a very good at this because no one seems to notice how crazy I've been and how I'm so close to ending this shit. There was no way I was going to go into school looking like this. I turned to pick out another dress from the wardrobe and just settled for a green body con gown and a black robe in case it got too cold. I dropped the dress on the bed and quickly huffed my hair behind my ear. I grabbed my bag to pack it and Luciano walked in. "Are you good?" He asked. I wish I could ignore that but Luciano would make a sc
My bag fell on the floor and I bent over to pick it. I figured my skirt was a bit too short and I felt uncomfortable. Luciano wasn't looking at my direction, so I quickly grabbed my bag and turned to the room. Pfffffff! I feel like a Korean actress. Those ladies would intentionally wear almost nothing and expect no one to look. Well, not my problem. I grabbed a pair of skinny jeans and slid into it. I changed my top into a V-neck and tried to raise it up so it doesn't reveal my boobs. On a normal day, I would have loved to show off a little but with Luciano's hungry gaze, I rather not start what I can't finish. When I was finally convinced this was the best outfit, I brushed my hair backward and returned to the sitting room. Luciano was sitting there comfortably with his legs on the stool and his hands holding a glass of wine. Isn't it too early for this? "I'm glad you figured that dress made you look like a slut." "What the hell?"
Luciano turned to look at me and I just turned my face away.I knew that look, he gave that look when he was up to something.I touched my neck in a reflex action and looked in the direction that he walked to.He was going to the kitchen but I had no idea what he wanted to make or do.I stood in one position trying to remain calm. Gladys was right, the pain we go through as girls is just so weird.What exactly was the purpose of having periods and having them for days?I didn't want to complain about the cramps to Luciano. He'd just say something crazy and I already got on the bad foot with him this morning."Ourgh," I muttered when I felt the sharp pain in my stomach again. Maybe the pain was only getting worse because I haven't had any meal.I sighed and walked to the kitchen. I pushed the door open and Luciano turned in my direction immediately.His mouth was full and I could see the plate of food in his hands.I looked around but I couldn't find any extra plate that could be mine.
Luciano turned to look at me and I just turned my face away.I knew that look, he gave that look when he was up to something.I touched my neck in a reflex action and looked in the direction that he walked to.He was going to the kitchen but I had no idea what he wanted to make or do.I stood in one position trying to remain calm. Gladys was right, the pain we go through as girls is just so weird.What exactly was the purpose of having periods and having them for days?I didn't want to complain about the cramps to Luciano. He'd just say something crazy and I already got on the bad foot with him this morning."Ourgh," I muttered when I felt the sharp pain in my stomach again. Maybe the pain was only getting worse because I haven't had any meal.I sighed and walked to the kitchen. I pushed the door open and Luciano turned in my direction immediately.His mouth was full and I could see the plate of food in his hands.I looked around but I couldn't find any extra plate that could be mine.
The third day with Luciano had me grumbling. I was sick and tired of the routine. When I got back home, I couldn’t go anywhere or even do anything.It felt like I was caged and it didn’t feel different from being a prisoner. Luciano walked inside the kitchen when I was trying to make ginger tea.“You should reduce your voice when grumbling.” he muttered.Imagine! Gosh I wish I could commit murder and be heartless like him.“Don’t even start,” I warned.“I’m not doing shit, Tiffany. You’re the one grumbling and I don’t even get why.”“Oh you don’t? I’ll tell you fucking why. I am sick and tired of being here. I want to explore the world. Travel to places of my interest and not just sit my ass around you."Luciano chuckled. “You’re so adorable.”I frowned because he couldn’t be serious. There’s nothing adorable about what I said or how I said it.“I’m not joking,” I reminded him. “I am so fucking serious. I’m really tired.”“You’re so full of fantasies, Tiffany. All of which cant happen
I was on my bed with my legs placed on the wall. I couldn't think of anything to do so I just remained there. I found some magazines on the table so I read them but that didn't stop the boredom. It's been two days and there's still no change in routine. I am sick and tired of having to do the same things everyday with Luciano. There was only one way to get him to do whatever I want and that's by agreeing to do what he wants. Luciano is wired in such a way that he enjoys being respected and honored. I gritted my teeth at the thoughts and paused. The fvck! "I just have to do this," I muttered to myself. "For the sake of my mental health." I was going insane from having a rigid and crazy routine here and I needed to do this. I sluggishly got up from the bed and grabbed a dress from the bed. I checked the dress and when I saw that the dress was sort of revealing, I tossed it. It wasn’t what I needed so I kept searching for a better dress. I grabbed a T-shirt from the wardrobe and
It was finally the day I've been waiting for and the thought if it made me feel a flush of emotions.I sat down quietly and allowed the make up artist to apply the make up on my face. I couldn't believe it was really happening — my wedding day but if there was anything I was grateful for, it was that it happened and my mom was seeing today.It made me emotional to think of my mom and how she may have survived but may not likely live long enough to see me have kids.The thoughts of it only sent tears to my eyes but I tried my best to sniff back the tears so I wouldn't think my makeup."You look amazing hunny."It was my mom and her voice was silvery and calm. I could tell from the expression on her face that she was also glad that she could witness the event."It wasn't the saw when I met your father," she said to me. "And I'm glad."I turned slightly and looked at her. "Why?""Because we were so in love and no one approved of our marriage. No one wanted us to be together so it was us
TIFFANY'S POVI looked at my reflection in the mirror as the stylist packed my hair into a bun. A small smile crept on my lips but I couldn't deny the fact that I was anxious.I slightly opened my mouth to exhale and then kept fanning myself with my hands in an attempt to keep myself calm."You look incredible," the stylist said and brushed my hair again. "We just need to touch here a little, uh— then here you go," she said as she finished.I responded with a small smile and stood up. I was ready to join the Coronation and more than anything, I was hoping i'd not have a panic attack."Trust me," she said. "You look amazing. I wish you could see yourself with my eyes."I chuckled because that was a compliment that I didn't really understand."The men are here," she said and opened the door to my room. The two guards were Luciano's men appointed to take care of me through out the day."The dress looks exquisite," the huge one with brown eyes said. "You look beautiful too.""Thank you,"
I couldn't hide how nervous I felt about the coronation and anyone who saw me now would see it.I was dressed in an expensive black Tuxedo with a cream inner shirt. My hair was brushed backwards in such a way that made the curls fall to my side. I sighed and took a deep breath before stepping outside and looking down from the balcony upstairs.I saw the way the hall was decorated in such an exquisite way. The long tables were all placed horizontally and was decorated with ribbons.The strobe light illuminated the room and gave it this view that was eye catching and captivating.I stood there for a moment, admiring the view and trying to get rid of the anxiousness that came with the event.I looked around and in one head turn, I was desperately searching for Tiffany. I had no idea where she could be sitting or even standing but I did everything to search for her with my eyes.As I turned again, my gaze fell on my father."I can hear your heartbeat from miles away!" He said.I turned
"Fuck you," he cussed before ordering his men to stand down.His hand had begun to bleed due to all the force he applied while trying to get the watch off his wrist. The I told you so look was evident all over my face.A part of me felt sorry that he was going through that but all it took was one sharp belly pain to bring me back to my senses, there was absolutely no reason why I should spare Massimo. He stabbed me and proceeded to connive with Gladys to kidnap Tiffany, I couldn't forgive him for that, ever! "Arghh," I yelled out in anger, scaring Massimo and even his men. "Fuck," I screamed again. I enjoyed the way blood was dripping out of his wrist and unto the floor. Massimo stood still with his other hand clutching the arm of a chair. "I want to see you suffer, I want to see you bleed and plead for mercy. I hope you fucking die," I screamed. "I'm sorry Luciano, I really am. It wasn't my fault really, if I didn't stab you, you would have killed me, I'm sorry Luciano," he plead
With my hands on the wheels, father's words rang at the back of my head "it's a very bad idea, you might be working into your own death." I had told him not to worry but I wasn't so sure I wasn't worrying either.Tiffany on the other hand had no idea where I was going, it was normal, I hardly informed her about my whereabouts. But after the drama that took place the other day, I couldn't help but feel like she deserved to know every single detail about me, it was wrong to out her in the dark. My phone's screen lit up that instant as if agreeing with my thoughts to call Tiffany so I picked it and dialed her number. After the third ring, old town road stopped blasting into my ears and I heard her sweet voice instead "Hi Lu.""Committed suicide yet?" I had absolutely no idea what she was talking about."Huh?""Father said you're on your way to commit suicide," trust father to be dramatic about everything. "I just want to let you know that when or if you eventually die, I'll make your b
LUCIANOMy eyes darted around the room looking for nothing in particular. I just kept looking around as my mind wandered back and forth wondering what would happen at the coronation.I was trying to get a mental picture of how it could go but more than the anticipation, I was worried.I could feel it inside my venue that I wasn't very okay knowing the corporation was only a while away.My biggest concern is that I keep thinking of what would happen if I disappoint my father and he isn't satisfied. I tried to brush off the thoughts selling in my head but the more that I tried, the more I got anxious about it. The fact that my brain is wired to please my father just makes everything more and more difficult. I gave a sigh and leaned back on the chair I was sitting. My right hand was on the table in front of me and it randomly raised to touch my forehead.It was something I did unconsciously but the main point was to keep my self calm and try to be as composed as possible.Pieces of p
LUCIANOThe fact that they all knew Tiffany was a treasure to the family, made me smile as I walked down.I reached the staircase and held the rail as I walked downstairs carefully.A small smile cut across my face from just thinking of Tiffany and my hands inside her but the smile disappeared once I got to meet Zino.He was dressed in a faux fur cap and a black coat over his clothes. He looked like a Don as usual but that wasn't my concern.I was more concerned about what could have happened that needed me to he summoned so early.I tried to make a guess but they were all coming out wrongly or better still, I couldn't get a perfect guess of what it could be.I felt goosebumps on my body and I looked at my hands, quietly. I did that in such a way that no one would notice that my attention got diverted to look at myself.It was all Zino's presence and I knew it cause it isn't the first time it was happening to me.I don't know if it makes any sense but I always feel anxious around my f
I gave Tiffany a complete day cause I knew she needed some time alone.Everything happened so fast but more than anything, she was heartbroken about her mother's condition.I let her grieve but couldn't stop thinking shat I could have done if it was me in her position and it was my mother.I swallowed the lump in my throat and tried to think straight but Tiffany was all I could think of.I needed to know how we was faring and although I've been told countless times that she's okay, I just felt the strong urge to find it about that by myself.I stood up and walked to the mirror before taking a deep breath and raking my hands through my hair.I adjusted to look at the mirror and paused. "Tiffany, I'm so sorry that this is happening. It's all too crazy to comprehend but I think—" I paused and looked at my reflection in the mirror. "No, that didn't come out well."I sighed cause I was slightly getting frustrated from be in unable to come up with something reasonable.It was all too diffi
My heart skipped twice in a row and I couldn't stop my heart from beating so fast.I was both anxious and nervous. I clenched my jaw as I thought of everything he said.Zino said Tiffany's mom isn't his wife. I've never heard anything more crazier than that and as I stood there waiting, it just began to make more sense to me.Everything began adding up and I swallowed hard as I thought of it. They never acted in a romantic way for years.I mean, I saw it.. The signs but I always overlooked it cause they always had a way to play things the way they wanted. My mind flashed to numerous occasions and I just swallowed hard. "Fuck," I blurted. There was absolutely nothing I could say to make it all make sense to me."So—" I started. "Why do you want me to wait?" My father asked me to wait behind after the whole confession thing and I couldn't think of a reason why he wanted me to wait behind."Tiffany," he responded. She needs to hear it too.""Oh."I gave a small nod in agreement because