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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
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Before leaving, I wore a hoodie and used it to cover my face. I used a balaclava in order to hide my face.I was in disguise so it would be difficult and almost impossible for anyone to recognize me.I swallowed hard and walked out of the house. I headed to the car and opened the car door. I slid into the passenger seat while my man was on the driver's seat with his hands on the steering wheel.Behind was Selena's son and he was talking about nothing in particular. He was talking about random things when I entered the car so I just ignored him and sighed."Ready?" "Yeah," I responded and he turned on the ignition. He slammed his foot on the accelerator and the car sped off.He took a U-turn shortly after and kept driving with speed. "Are you sure you want to do this?" My man asked and I gave a confirmation nod."I'm sure about it, don't worry about me.""What if we need anyone? We can't be too sure that the place will be free from the cops and them.""Who would hang around a house w
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TIFFANY'S POVI stood there firmly and when I turned to my side, my jaw dropped."Luciano?"Fuck, it was really him. "Shh," he sounded and then looked around before taking a step closer to me. How could this be possible?I didn't know what I feared the most but I couldn't think straight. He was dead but here he was just a step away from me."Is that really you?" I asked and he gave a nod. He took a step forward to close the gap between us. He hugged me and I could feel tears welling up my eyes. It felt so unreal to actually be in Luciano's arms again. "Please don't leave," I begged as his hands wrapped around me.I could feel his heartbeat and everything else seemed to not matter."This was your fault, Tiff." His voice wasn't condemning.. It was just calm and yet spiking. "I—" I tried to day something even when I had no idea of what to say but he shook his head. "I love you still.""Will Zino be happy with me and the baby?" That was all I could think of asking; knowing fully well
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My jaw dropped cause it was also my--- but how? I held my brows up with a grim on my face and she could obviously see the confusion on my face. Gladys laughed out loud as she looked at me. “I know I know,” she laughed. “Thing is this is the last place anyone would want to check. Nobody will think of it, not even Luciano’s ghost.”I tried to respond to that but I had no fucking idea what I’d say to her. She knew what she was doing and she already had it planned out a long time ago.I swallowed the lump forming in my throat cause I knew she was right and I hated to think of how correct she was. No one would ever think of it and that messed with my mind for a few minutes.“My diet is so poor,” I blurted, telling Gladys. “You of all people know I should be eating healthy.”She held her hands and laughed out loud. “Then fund yourself and get yourself a very healthy and rich diet.”“I cannot do that trapped in this apartment floor,” I defended. She didn’t say anything in response and all s
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I was sitted on the bed, watching the window and contemplating my current situation, I couldn't help but wonder how being kidnapped could be both comfortable and damn annoying at the same time. It was a strange mix of emotions that I couldn't quite wrap my head around and it's boiling me up, I felt like crying and smiling at the same time.Thoughts raced through my raging mind. Would anyone even notice that I was missing? Luciano was in God knows where, I don't know if he's dead or alive and my parents? Would they notice my absence? Would they come looking for me, or would they simply ignore my absence and think perhaps I went off gallivanting, or they could be consumed by their own lives and oblivious to my situation? Damn! The uncertainty of it all weighed heavily on my heart making me feel so weak.The thought of it all made me think about the past and I couldn't help but remember what Gladys had told me about boys and how we would laugh and joke about it. A soft laugh escaped my
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I wasn't sure how much more of this I would be able to endure. My head was spinning 360 and my eyes felt entirely shut out from the rest of my body. The bright light up in the ceiling did absolutely nothing to help my condition, I felt like I was running in endless circles. I grabbed my stomach and groaned as a wave of pain rippled through me for the hundredth time since I can remember. The floor had become my comfort for a day now. To think I thought Gladys was joking about not feeding me. A day had passed and not even a drop of water had touched my tongue or the baby's if it had one already and I was worried I was either going to pass out soon, have a miscarriage or even die. At least then I would be with Luciano. Me, him and the baby; we would all be together.Occasionally, I took a glance at the camera, I knew Gladys was watching my every move. I was so sure she would be happy I was suffering and was probably seated glued to the camera waiting for me to utter a "I'm sorry" or "p
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The knock out must have lasted a decade, my head was banging really hard, I felt like the whole head was off my neck. The headache increased as I woke up to the sound of muffled voices and the feeling of tight restraints around my wrists and ankles. I was chained!Panic surged through me as I tried to make sense of my surroundings. The room was dimly lit, and I could hear the faint echo of footsteps on the cold concrete floor. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I realized I was not alone. Damn the devil for she has come.Gladys's voice pierced through the air, filled with anger and frustration. She was cussing and yelling at her men. Two of them followed her in and she kept on cussing them, her words blending together in a chaotic symphony. Straining to listen, I soon realized they were discussing someone named Luciano, and, it was my brother!"You bastard! You can't be right that's it's him, I thought he's dead, what are you now saying?" She demanded.One of the man, rusty face and
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MASSIMO'S POV"CORONATION," written in big fat seria killer letters.The banner above me spelt largely in very bold letters. The hall was packed full of both well-wishers and people who just came to get a glimpse of what I looked like. It felt weird standing on the stage with people's eyes hovering over me and mouths whispering of pleasure and displeasure. I looked around and all I saw was a bunch of mostly happy faces belonging to happy people of which I was quite the opposite. All I could do was stare at my mom. Her face was bland, drained of all emotions. She stood amongst the crowd looking very much disinterested in whatever was going on, I was almost sure she was here just because of me and probably because father mandated here to attend. Once or twice when someone went over in her direction, she managed to squeeze out a smile. Her face was full of wrinkles and she looked scared of something that wasn't in the crowd or the large hall, like she was expectant of something.I wi
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