I walked out and for my apartment into the elevator. I pressed the fourth floor and waited. When the claws of the elevator opened, I strode out. A little cautious of my erection that was clearly visible against my shorts. I reached Gladys' door and it was wide open. I had no idea why her door was still open because I asked her to lock it. I looked around for anyone walking toward the direction but there was no one. I walked inside and carefully locked the door behind me. When I walked inside the sitting room, she was sitting on the floor with her eyes closed. I frowned because I couldn't fantom what was going on. I took a step closer and I saw it. She had a dildo stuck into her vagina and she was rubbing her clit simultaneously. "Ourgh, fuck.. Yes, ourgh." She kept moaning without even noticing my presence. Watching her only made my erection begin to hurt. I knew watching her was not a good idea but I loved to see it. She used
I laid on the bed with my leg crossed on the other. Random thoughts of how things were going flashed in my eyes and I felt so unfulfilled. The emptiness filled me and made me nauseated but I ignored how I was feeling and continued staring at the ceiling. I just noticed how different the pattern of the ceiling was. I ordinarily wouldn't pay attention to things like this. Boredom! When I got tired of thinking of how discontented I was, I sighed. Father always said I could be whatever I wanted if I took away the emotions. It made sense for a while till it no longer did. I am human! It hurts!! I should be able to know what I want to and not what he feel I should want!!! Removing the emotions meant removing the passion and what was music without passion. 'Odio tutto!' I groaned 'Yes! I hate everything' A small smile crept on my lips as I thought of my life as a musician. It came with so much freedom that I wanted. "Oh shit," I cussed when I lo
Sometimes I wondered if Tiffany ever took her time to look at her reflection in the mirror. She was perfect and I was beginning to see it with each day that passed. Everything about her face was in proper structure and she would never need a surgery to get anything right. The only thing I hated about her face was the way she was looking at me now. She made it seem like I was doing something wrong and I needed redemption. My life would always need remeption. There was something about the way she looked at me that made me scowl whenever I was responding to her. This time, she looked concerned but I had no idea why. I wasn't a jerk back there and I didn't even feel any adrenaline rush when I was helping her into the bathtub. Was there anyway I misbehaved? I was sure I didn't. I was wondering though, does she remember anything from that night? I knew she would say something if she remembered so I brushed the thought off and just focu
Despite trying to hold back the tear drop, it fell down. I wiped off my eyes immediately. I was breaking down and I needed my father but he wasn't anywhere near me to help me get through this. Well, it wasn't as if he had ever being around to be for me. All I could think of was his voice telling me 'men don't cry. "Only useless men cry, Luciano." That's what he'd always say and that made me unable to lower my walls and cry. Something deep down was letting me know that I was gradually going useless but I can't let that happen. I checked the phone one last time but there was still no call or response from him. I turned the phone off and I checked my pocket but it was empty — "fuck!" I panicked. I quickly began searching around for my gun and my heartbeat increased. I need that Fvcking gun!There was no way I would feel safe without my gun and now it was missing, all I could think of was where to search for it. "Where the fuck are
Another day abother emptiness! I couldn't help but randomly remember him. My father and why the hell he wasn't taking my calls. I'm just being concerned cause a part of me needs to confirm he's safe. I know he's okay though. The notification of an alert sent to my phone made me aware of that. He sent some money into my account but wouldn't pick up his goddamn phone. He wouldn't want to know if I was still well or in Coma. He wouldn't want to know how I was feeling or if I needed his help with something. I scoffed at the thoughts and decided to try again. Maybe he was busy at that time and couldn't respond to the calls. I dialed his number and set the phone on my ear as I listened to the phone ring. I breathed out when the call disconnected. It was a bad network server, I assumed. 'You have reached me, you know what to do' That damn recorded voice said. I tried for the second time and when the call didn't connect, I slipped the phone back into
TIFFANY'S POV I had to turn my face away cause I couldn't bring myself to look him in the eyes. Did he really want to know that? It was the simplest question I've ever been asked. I felt the urge to tell him yes and tell him he's the only one who has had such effect on me. The only one who has made me wet without fucking me. I could easily say that but I didn't. Instead, I stood up and walked past him. "I am hungry, I'll make something." I said as I walked away. I took a deep breath as I walked away from his presence but I knew he would follow me. I wasn't wrong because as I walked into the kitchen, he followed and leaned on the wall. "Ain't you tired of that yet?" He asked pointing to the cereal I was holding. "No." I turned my attention back to the plate and poured some. "Not when it's the easiest meal over here." "I see," he said. "Wouldn't you make for me too?" "You can help yourself," I blurted and turned away. "Self
Last night was epic! I couldn't get it off my mind and at the same time, I can't decide if I should be ashamed or fulfilled. The sensation of the cold water on my skin made me open my mouth slightly. I stood under the shower and used my hands to trace my body. I couldn't bring myself to stop smiling at the memories of Luciano's touch. It was crazy— the tension, the adrenaline rush and everything that our body felt the moment our skins touched. A knock on the door made me turn. I quickly washed off the soap from my eyes and used the water to rinse my face. "It's me," Luciano announced after he knocked. I heaved and washed off the soap from my face then grabbed a towel. I dried my face and then the furrow appeared in my face. It was shocking that he knocked. Luciano never knocks. That douchebag jush bash in and stare like he never used a door in his life. I tied the towel on my chest and opened the door. I stepped out with
Luciano looked like he wasn't enjoying his day but I knew why. He hated Glady for sure I don't want to know why. He probably wanted us to go alone but since Gladys joined us, he feels irritated. I'd never understand why he acts this way around her and never hides the scornful brims that forms on his face when she talks. "Are you ready for the stories?" I chuckled. "Yeah, tell me about them." "I've had a near death experience while hiking." "Oh my god," I responded and my jaw dropped. "What happened?" "Man, I went hiking and I fell. I swear to you that I saw my life flash before my eyes." "That's crazy." "Yeah but you know what?" She asked. "What?" I half yelled. My gaze moved to Luciano who remained silent. He obviously didn't look he wanted her alive either. Well, it doesn't look like Gladys give a hoot. She just continued without looking at his direction. "It was fun. Not the scary part now but the thrilling experienc
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