TIFFANY'S POV I took the pot from the gas and smiled at how good my food scented. Anyone who was passing by would easily know she just made a spicy meal. I took off the apron from my body and dropped it on the sink. I washed my hands and then served some food into the plate.I was starving and it felt like I could fall at any moment. When I finished, I thought of Luciano. He may possibly be as famished as I am.“Uh---but where the hell is he?” I asked looking around. I am sure that I haven’t had any contact with him.I served some food for him too and when I walked toward the dinning to drop it, a frown appeared on my face.“Fucking asshole,” I cussed under my breathe and reached for the plate on the table. The plate was steel cold and the food untouched.How else could Luciano show that he was a jerk?I scoffed and turned back to the food thinking of how best to dispose and yell at his freaking face but I paused. What if he wasn’t fine and the only thing he can do is skip meals
It’s only a moment because once his soft, plush lips move along mine, I turn fully toward him and let him smooth his hand around my tiny waist as my lips move along his.Damn, he tasted like tequila and gin. Something about the way his lips tightened on mine made me smile.His hands grew tighter on my waist as my fingers race to hold his back. I stepped in closer, my mouth parting just slightly. He parted his as well while my other hand fell to his chest.He drew me closer to keep the kiss deeper bit Gladys interrupted us."Enough of the kiss, lover birds. We should also have fun, don't you think?"He gave a nod and at that point I broke the kiss and licked my lips.Massimo was pure heaven and his lips had a way of making me feel nothing else mattered."So what next?" Massimo asked slightly offended that she met us stop.She smirked at him. "Games. Right, guys?""Yes!!" The rest of them echoed and I gave a nod."What type of games do you have in mind?""Enough to keep us entertained,"
But for real, what the fck actually happened?I was overly irritated by the time I got home. Can't say which annoyed me the most bit everything was definitely adding to my suffering.I scoffed for like the fifth time in two minutes and reached for my phone. I needed to speak to someone or go mad.It was that bad and the only person I could think of calling was my mom. I waited for the call to connect but it didn't. It just kept ringing and ringing toll it stopped."Damn it!" I blurted. Sometimes I wonder if there's ever anything she does other than ignoring my calls.Dad wasn't any different but I dialed his number just to fulfil all righteousness.I raised the phone to my ear listening to beep tone."Tiffany," he called the moment the call connected.It was new for him to pick his calls and so I was surprised."You picked," I told him."Of course I did, yiu are my baby. Tell me, how are you?"I thought of the best way to describe how I was feeling and why I was feeling that way.
It's being three days since after what Massimo did and it felt like the holiday was going to rexah a while years. It was a bit awkward I was looking for a validation from Massimo. I was waiting for a call today or another apology but as usual, Gladys.He apologized before but I feel like it should be more. When Gladys called and said she was coming over, I asked her to get some snacks.Knowing how well Gladys loves hamburgers, I knew it was going to be her first choice."I knew it," I laughed when she handed me a small bag."I guess that's thank you," she said."Of course, thank you."She rested her back on the couch and heaved."Maybe you need some water," I told her and stood up. I grabbed a glass and turned some water for her. I handed it over to her and she smiled."You're such an angel."I laughed at her way of saying thank you and she gulped down the water.As she lowered the glass to the table, Luciano walked in with only his boxers and no shirt.He frowned the mome
I sat on the couch with a glass of whiskey in my hands.When Massimo asked what I wanted, all I could think of saying was whiskey so he got it for me."Thanks," I mumbled as he reached to pour more into my glass.I forced a small smile and he gave a nod before returning the bottle to the slab."So what do you want to do?" He asked.I hadn't thought of it yet, I just wanted to be out of the house.It happened in such a rush; the invitation and getting to his place. I couldn't stop thinking of how different Luciano was acting.He was acting all free and he barely said a word to me when h saw I was leaving the house.As usual, I expected him to yell and ask me to change my outfit but he didn't.I swallowed the lump in my throat as I thought of what could have been going through his mind.He didn't ask me where I was going to and he didn't give me a damn time to return home.It was all making me uncomfortable to not know what Luciano was thinking and I couldn't hide it."Are you okay?" Ma
I was trying hard to blur the memories but it was stuck in my head.I couldn't believe Massimo could be that hostile and treat me in such a crazy manner. He wasn't stable and it scared me.I grabbed the pencil on the table and turned to the drawing board. I tried to trace the dots into an image I tried to paint.I kept doing it and after that, I reached for a darker shade and began shading the drawing.It wasn't as beautiful as a professional artist would have had it, but it wasn't looking so bad either.My art classes weren't in vain, at least. I was doing well enough and I just smiled as a way of appraisal.I looked at the drawing to decipher what others would think of it when I thought of him..I heaved at the thoughts of him and shook my head trying to brush off the thoughts.I didn't want to think of Massimo and whatever happened. It's been a few days and I've been ignoring his calls since that day.The voices in my head kept singing loud and made me blame myself for attracting s
LUCIANO'S POV I growled as I stood up from my bed to get the door. The doorbell kept ringing and when I saw Tiff wasn't getting the door, I decided to check who it was. I paused for a second. It can't be my men ringing the bell cause the would have called me.The though of who it could be made me pause and reach for my gun under my pillow.I got it ready and held it behind me as I walked toward the sitting room.Just as I was about getting the door, the door was pushed open.My brows raised in shock when I saw who it was. It was Massimo, the last person I was expecting in my apartment."Look whose place I'm in," he teased and turned around to catch a glimpse of the sitting room.Gosh I want to snap his neck.He had a smirk tugged on his lips and with the way he kept looking around, I could tell he was impressed by the standard of the apartment.I mentally brought out my gun and shot him three time in between his eyes. The body won't be a problem because I will soak his body
I stood there watching Tiffany get pissed. She kept yelling and asking for answers but I couldn't give any."Please calm down," I told her and tried to take a deep breath.She was making a big deal of everything and even though I was trying to understand things from her view, it didn't change the fact that she was overreacting."Tiffany calm down.""Don't fucking tell me to calm down!!!" She yelled in a high pitch. "Don't you fucking tell me that! What the hell is this? What is this about Luciano?""You have to listen to me and keep your voice down or else —""Or else what?" She asked interrupting me. "You'll lock me up or shoot me? Maybe beat me up like you did to him?""Just stop!!" I yelled back. "Don't make things any harder."She heaved and then swallowed the lump in her throat before turning to me."Tell me Luciano, what have I done?""What?" I asked her, not getting what she meant by that question.She trailed her hands through her hair and scoffed."Fucking answer me Luciano!!
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