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
LUCIANO'S POVI opened my eyes gently and a frown immediately formed on my face when I realized I was in a strange room.The room had mats on the wall which looked really weird. There was one ceiling fan but it wasn’t working. The paint was old and from the corners, I could see cobwebs. There was nothing modern about the room and it had this smell—like a place that’s been abandoned. Every other thing looked strange but what was worse was how strange I felt. I looked around and then I started feeling pains on different parts of my body. I growled loudly as I tried to sit up. My eyes fell to my hands and saw that I was on drip. I growled again and took off the needle from my hand. I tossed it to the floor and stood to my feet. I staggered at first but I sniffed out whatever was in my nostrils. I really couldn’t imagine who could be living in a place this wretched and barely well kept. I looked at my hand where I removed the needle from and there was a little blood welling there. I ig
I woke up and yawned lazily as I used my hand to cover my face. I sat up and tried to stand up. Selena was right about feeling better. Whatever she gave me made me feel less pain and a little better. My feet touched the floor and I slid my legs into my slippers there. I stood up and walked to the sitting room. I could hear voices but I couldn’t exactly guess who was talking or what was being said. As I got closer, the voices became clearer but the conversation wasn’t understandable yet.“I don’t think that will work,” Selena said. “But we can at least try.”“I’m sticking with the first.”I walked closer to them. “Am I missing out on something?”They both went mute and looked at me.“Boss man,” Brad greeted and Selena looked at me. Selena was having a conversation with Brad and I couldn’t exactly tell what it was. “Boss man?” she asked with a brow raised. “Are you rich or something?”“No,” I responded hastily. “I’m not rich. Brad here is my close friend and uh—we’ve known for a lo
The call ended in my ear and I just swallowed hard. I couldn't exactly tell what my father felt as he spoke to me but my heart kept beating so fast.I shoved the phone back into my pocket and shut my eyes for a second. I gave an audible sigh and then looked back.I walked back to the dining table where Selena and Brad sat. I took the free chair an sat down quietly. I picked up the fork and placed it on the food. I took the first spoon and that was all I took in ten minutes. I kept using the fork to form circles on the plate.Selena looked at me and I could tell what was going through her mind. She finished chewing the food in her mouth and looked at me. "Why are you not eating?" She asked. "What's wrong?"I looked at the plate of food and then back at her. "I don't like veggies," I managed to blurt out.She dropped her fork on the table and reached for a glass of water. She raised it to her lips and responded to me. "No one does."She took a sip and dropped the table. "You either ea
I sat down calmly on the bed as Selena undressed the bandage. She dipped the cotton wool into methylated spirit and then used it on me.She used it on my body in circles and then waited for a moment before pouring some powdered medicine into my injury.I growled and then remained calm as she took a new bandage and wrapped me. I tried not to let the pain show but grunts escaped my lips.She used a towel to clean off the water from my hands and then gently squeezed the water from the towel.She placed it on my stomach and then allowed it to stay there for a moment."I'll be easy," she said when she noticed that I was in so much pains with the way she was trying the hand and using the bandage on me.She tied it again, this time tighter but I didn't growl or flinch this time around. It get like the first bandage already took the pains away.She exhaled and then turned to the table beside her. She took the drugs and handed it over to me."Here, take this," she said and then handed a glass
I watched the boy tear the nylon and stuffed the whole pancake into his mouth. He ate it hungrily and then looked at me with a wide smile."How about making millions?" He asked and stuffed another pancake into his mouth.He was so excited to ask me questions about money and I had no idea why he was all excited about it."Tell me," he said looking at me. "How do I make such millions in few days?""Few days?" I scoffed. Who the hell makes so much money in few days of starting a business?I knew I wasn't so much older than him— but I tried to brush that off and act more matured. I barely talked until it was needed and when I did, it was just some words or blatant rhetorical questions.That was how I aimed at achieving the matured look. By not talking unnecessarily and giving every word time before saying it.I swallowed the lump in my throat and remained calm but images of the whole incident filled my head.How Massimo stabbed me mercilessly and how I growled in pains but the only thin
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