The melodious music playing in the background made me pause. I looked around in one head turn and paused. Whether I believe it or not, I made it to the club! "Let's go inside," Luciano said distracting me from my small glimpse. As we stepped inside, the cooing breeze of the club blew strands of my hair behind. The inside was well decorated with a wooden sculpture and the tiles made the strobe light reflect. "This is beautiful!" I said with my voice a little louder. I was trying to talk audibly because of the noise from the background. "Hey pretty!" A lady said and walked past me. Her dress was revealing, sexy and oh my god.I turned behind me to look at her again but Luciano called me."Tiff listen to me!" He said."What?" I asked. "I think I'm enjoying this place." "Of course you are. Now listen, don't go far. I don't want to spend my night searching for you and I don't want you to drink at all or from anyone.""But—""That's the conditio
LUCIANO'S POV I watched the droplet of blood drop from his mouth as my men punched him. He was on his knees with his hands tied behind him. "Please—" he tried to say but before he could finish, another punch landed on his face. He coughed and in split seconds, he was spitting on the floor. "Asshole," I blurted as I walked closer to him and held his neck. "Tell me, do you love assaulting women?" He shook his head in disapproval and I gave a sign to my man Brad. Brad punched him in his stomach and he growled loudly. "That's for lying," I told him. I hated how disgusting it sounded but more than that, it irked me that he laid his filthy hands on Tiffany. My Tiffany! I've always saved other women from monsters and I couldn't stop wondering what could have happened to Tiff if I wasn't there. What would have being the schools headline and how many people I would then have to silence forever. She couldn't protect herself and tha
The moment my eyes opened, I blinked. It was a reflex action to confirm I was really awake. That I wasn't dreaming at all. Putting a drunk Tiffany to bed wasn't really the easiest task on earth. Not when I could remember very well a she had her body all over me yesterday. That was pretty sweet, I won't lie. I turned to my left and Tiffany was laying beside me. I raised my brow trying to remember how we managed to be on the same bed. 'Fuck!' I had no idea if I whispered or said that in my mind. A small smile crept on my lips cause it felt nice to watch Tiffany sleep. She had a funny way of sleeping but it was adorable and sexy at the same time. Damn. Her legs were wrapped up and her butt pushed to me. Her hands acted as a pillow rest and she laid there calmly with a blank look. Those lips. Tempting but I must last. I watched her turn to face me but her eyes were still closed. I could tell she was enjoying her sleep because of how sleepy an
I walked into the bathroom to take a piss. I held my flaccid dick in one hand and smiled. It felt good, too real to be true. 'That was epic' I just had sex with Tiffany and the best part was that she enjoyed it too. Although she didn't say anything about it but I knew it. Those scream, that shaking. A woman could fake the screaming but not that shaking. I could see it on her face. The way her face lit up as she moaned, the way her body jolted to my touch and the way her cheeks turned red when we came. It was all an experience for her and I was glad I made her experience it. I sighed audibly as I washed my face from the tap. Since we arrived London, it was the first time I was missing school for something worth it. "Tiffany" I said to myself. I've had to take care of bullshit and issues but none of them made me feel contended and happy like today. As I opened the door of the bathroom and walked to the table, I sat down. My laptop
I opened the wardrobe in search of a better jacket for my outfit. It was sort of cold so I needed something thick but not the usual jacket. My hands touched a blue jean and I settled for it. "Seem fair" I shurgged. I wore it on my shirt and looked at my reflection in the mirror. I ran my hands through my hair and a small gasp escaped my lip. "I look good" I needed to fix my room cause it looked like shit. It was so messy with my clothes on the bed, on the floor, and my laptop opened on the reading table. I turned to grab the clothes on the floor. It was the first I needed to take care of.No one would believe I was in a haste to go to school and that was why my room looked this messy."Shit," I scoffed when I realized they were all dirty clothes.There was no way i'd do the laundry now. Although I was going to fix the room by taking my dirty clothes, I wasn't going to wash them yet.I needed to be quick so Tiffany wouldn't have to wait for me. She w
My hands were on the steering wheel as I drove down the freeway. Tiffany wasn't saying much from the passenger seat and I didn't wonder why. She wasn't supposed to be always talking and that was okay. It could be she was thinking about what she did, maybe. And I somehow don't want to care. I pulled into the school parking lot and turned to look at Tiffany. She looked at me briefly and reached to open the door. She climbed out of the car and I watched her for a moment before I got out too and strutted my keys out. I held my backpack and walked inside the class. It was a bit rowdy when I walked in with some guys yelling at the top of their voice. This isn't Highschool for crying out loud! I thought college makes them better. I had no fucking idea what it was about and I didn't care to listen. I found my table and crouched to it. I dropped my bag beside me and slid out my phone. I was about checking my notifications when the lecturer
TIFFANY'S POV Assignments have always been my least favorite thing but i had no other option. But come to think of it, I have being doing different assignment, test, and exam as a kid! Pffff! So annoying. I sat on the wooden chair with my back stretched to the table. I wrote for a few more minutes before I dropped my pen on the table. I tried my best and I knew it was okay. I needed to drink water so I stood up. As I turned to leave, my phone buzzed. I grabbed the phone from the desk and checked the caller ID. It was my mom. "Mom?" I called. "Tiffany baby," she chuckled. "Don't tell me you were eating." "No no, I was uh— actually doing my assignments. They're so ducking much I have to spend my evening on them." "And why's that?"Silence followed. I didn't want to respond to that because I couldn't start explaining it all to her."Tiff I'm listening," she said.I scoffed. "Mom it's just —""Are you on detention again?" She asked with
Just like every other day, I was spending my evening sitting on this wooden chair with my eyes buried in my books. I can't afford to fail! Worse, my dad will kill me. Everything about schooling here was fun until it had to with writing assignments and tests. I felt like cry I flipped through the pages of my textbook and started at it blankly. I knew I had to finish up my assignments before Luciano would let me do anything else. Such an asshole! It wasn't as of he was doing anything right.It wasn't like he was being a jerk this time around. Although close to it, he just wanted to make sure I was going well.He didn't seem to show do much concern on anything other than my assignment and academic performance lately.I stretched to the table and took the cup there. I had a cup of coffee beside some sheets. I needed it to be hyperactive and concentrate.I took a sip from the cup and dropped the cup before turning to the book. My phone rang and I turned my head in the dir
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