The moment I got home, I threw my keys on the table and gave an audible sigh. I had no idea how else to calm myself down.I reached for my pockets and brought out my phone. I dialled my father’s number and waited for him to pick up the call.When the call kept ringing without him picking, I swallowed hard and used my hands to trace my hair. I waited for a moment before I called again and luckily, he picked this time.“Father—“ I called hastily. “I’m.. I’m ready,” I told him and held my hand in a fist. “You’re not sure,” he said.“Father I’m sure.” I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. “I’m ready and i—I have a request.”“Which is?”“I want my mother released from the dungeon. That is my demand and—”His laughter from the other end was audible and chaotic. He ended the call without a response so I felt triggered.I threw my phone away and cussed at him. He want Tiffany for my mother and I have her! Well, Gladys technically have her for now.I lowered myself to the couch and trie
I kept running without any destination in mind. All I knew was that I needed to get away from the mess I made. I stumbled and fell down on the floor. I was panting really hard but I still managed to stand up and continue running.I turned to check my back to see if anyone was following me and just as I turned back, I fell down and realized I was falling into a pit.“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO,” I yelled and sprawled up only to see that I was in a car. Shit! I placed my hand on my chest and took a deep breath.That was scary as hell so I just rested my head on the headrest carefully. I couldn’t remember much but after the incident that happened yesterday, I grew uneasy. I ran out to throw up and passed out. I looked by my side and realized I was with one of my men.“Boss,” he called when he turned to me. “are you okay?”I had no idea which response to give because I was sure as hell not okay.“You’re safe now,” he said. “Uh the men—”“Where’s Antonio? Where are the rest?” I asked th
I sat in the back seat of the jet waiting for it to take off. I knew I was safe, at least to an extent, but still I couldn't take my eyes off the door, scared that at any moment someone would barge in and shoot me with a bullet straight to the head. "The police are still trying to determine," I zoned out. I had had enough of seeing my house in the news. "The owner of the house," these words caught my ear and I couldn't be more thankful I was smart enough not to have it bought in my name.I envisioned my pictures around the country with the words wanted and probably a bounty put on my head, that would be hell. "Seventeen casualties," I was lying to myself, I couldn't stop watching the news. Staring right ahead at the screen, I watched two girls give an account of what they remembered about the party. "It all started with a fight between two girls," one of the girls started. "Yeah, I think it was because of a man. Not so sure," the other girl who looked like she was trying so hard
TIFFANY POV"What's this?" I questioned internally.My body was weak and tired and I felt as though I would break if I moved even an inch from my present position. The ropes cutting deep into my wrists made matters even worse.I was in darkness, absolute darkness, or perhaps there was light I couldn't tell. "Where was I?" The last thing I remember was dancing with Gladys and the lights going off."Was I still at the house?" I thought to myself. Why then am I tied up and blindfolded. Nothing made any sense to me at this point.I blocked out my thoughts and listened in waiting for any sound of some sort or anything to help me detect where exactly I was, but there was none. My breath control was no longer effective, I was scared, scared to a pulp.Any longer and I would probably develop a panic attack, but for now I needed to keep myself under control."Deep breaths can solve any problem," this phrase cannot really be traced to anyone, but that was the first thing in my head and I decid
My eyes slightly opened and I yawned too. I tried to stretch but the bed felt differently. I opened my eyes completely and my jaw dropped.I was in a different room. A room different from all the rooms I’ve been in since I was a child. I swallowed hard and tried to think. The room was painted brown with little or no designs. There was a white curtain, a bed and a table. I looked around and my eyes darted the room. There was a small table by the side and a tray of food was left on the table.I swallowed hard as I took the blanket off my body and placed my leg on the cold floor. There was no way I’d eat that food. It could have been poisoned and lord knows what. My stomach grumbled and I knew I was starving but eating that food was my last option. There was nothing that could make me eat from it. The aroma of the food made me feel uneasy so I used my leg to kick down the table and the food fell to the floor. I stood up and looked around trying to find an escape route. The windows w
I sat down quietly on the bed and used my hands to wedge my head. There was so man things going through my head and I couldn’t even think straight. I was thinking of how to get away, what to do and just how to survive another minute in this place. I yawned loudly not because I was sleepy or maybe I was, but the major thing was that I was feeling so hungry.With each yawn, I just got closer to running crazy and I couldn’t even help myself. The door squeaked open and a man walked inside. I turned in his direction immediately and the first thing I noticed was how huge he looked. Fuck, his cologne was horrible and it made me feel nauseous. “Here you go,” he said and pushed a tray of food toward me. I looked at him and he had a stern expression on his face. “You either take it or starve to death.”That was harsh as hell but I tried to act normal and not yell at his face for being a dick. I swallowed the lump in my throat.I had no idea what he even brought but I took it from him. “Than
I stood in the middle of the room like a toy waiting to be bought by a child. My hands were folded forward in anticipation, perhaps I was going somewhere. The door opened to reveal Gladys stepping into the room with a laptop. Right, Massimo. "Ouu, pretty in captivity," she remarked in a voice that failed to match the sweetness of her voice and a not so sweet smile on her face. "Take a seat," she ordered sharply and then opened the laptop. It was connecting to a video call and I could see myself through the screen. I looked stunning really, she must be so jealous."Connected." Immediately Massimo's face came up on the screen, he wasn't looking so good. I could spot wrinkles and some little scars on his face surprisingly, perhaps it was because there was a time I couldn't go a day without staring at his face. Now I absolutely loathed him. Sitting still in the chair with my hands in the middle of my legs, I refused to speak up until he noticed me. The reaction I expected was definite
My weary and hungry eyes was fixed on the tray of food placed before me. The tantalizing aroma of the meal wafted through the air, filling my nostrils and stirring my empty stomach. Hunger gnawed at me irrationally, reminding me that I haadn't eaten since yesterday afternoon when I had last spoken to Massimo. The food before me was a plate of unappetizing colors and textures. A hot lump of potatoes sat next to a piece of steamed broccoli, while a slab of overcooked and garnished chicken laid forlornly on the side. My hunger fought against my reluctance to consume such dish, but I knew I needed to nourish myself or I would die of starvation, it's almost ten and my rumbling stomach might burst soon.Reluctantly, I picked up the fork and began examining the chicken in particular. It looked so golden and full. I had taken one big bite when the door creak and the devil who kept me here came in.I looked up, my gaze meeting the chilling eyes of my unwelcomed visitor and former best frie
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