I kept my gaze fixated on the windscreen while driving. Tiffany was beside me but she wasn't paying attention to anything. She had her hands raised to her her jaw and supported it by placing her elbow on the car window.I turned at intervals to see the look on her face but they weren't very comprehensive.I continued navigating the car through the alleyway and trying to drive faster but I was also cautious of my speed level.When I checked and saw it was ticking up, I paused and maintained a steady and safe velocity. I didn't want to scare Tiffany or make her get freaked out to the extent of jumping out of the car.My phone buzzed in my pocket and it made me shake my head back into consciousness.Tiffany looked at me and then turned away.I used one hand to shove the phone out of my pocket and then looked at the screen. It was Brad calling."Yes— I'm listening," I told him as I connected the call to my ear pod.I could have easily connected it to the car's speaker but it wa
I have never been a fan of using a bathtub. I always saw it as a feminine thing and somehow, I wasn't wrong.I reached for the body wash and applied it to my body gently. I needed to shave my beards and keep a clean cut but that would be after my shower.My hands traced my body and I stood right there, allowing everything to pour on me.I stood under the shower for a few seconds just washing my face with the water.The droplets of water on my skin sent a shiver to my body but I remained calm cause that was what I needed.I was already having a bad morning and the shower was just to make me calmer.My mouth slightly opened as the water fell to my face. I reached for the tap and turned it off. I blew off the water from my mouth and used my hands to brush my hair in a way so it would slip backward.My towel was hung beside the door so I stretched to get it.I grabbed my towel from the side and dried my skin. My hair was damp and I just cleaned the wet strands of my hair.I kept drying
LUCIANO'S POV I stood right there trying to think of what could have made Tiffany change. I have being good. I let her go out with that annoying Gladys and my enemy. I was sure I have done all I could do but still yet!! Her attitude was so different and it was obvious that something was going on. I thought of taking her on a date. Maybe something romantic or childish. I don't know if she would like cosplay or ... Damn! I just want to make her happy. Just as I paced back and front in the room, my phone jittered on the table. I paused and then walked back to where the phone was and picked it up. It was a text notification from Gladys so I opened I and checked it. "What the fuck?" I blurted when I saw it. It was a picture of Gladys' body.My whole system altered and I felt a flush of anger in me. I mentally strangled her and killed her in different ways. Well, she can't die in my memories so...I quickly dialed Gladys number. "Hi Luciano," Gla
I didn't feel an iota of guilt as I left her apartment. I slammed the door and walked away gently. I got into the elevator thinking of so many things that could possibly go wrong. When I got to the apartment, I tried to open it but it didn't open. I was shaking. Not for fear, but I wished I had done something worst to Gladys. No wonder she have a grandma's name. "Oh shit," I blurted when I realized I locked the doors before leaving.The thoughts of it made me expect Tiffany's outburst because not long after, she walked toward me with her hands in the air and her voice yelling. Her voice was like a very loud pleasant music. No matter how much I wanted her to stop, I jjst felt I should let her bag a little."You know you can't keep locking me up like an animal Luciano! What the fuck do you think it does to me huh?"I scoffed. "I just went to get something."There was no point telling her because I can do whatever I want. I can lock her whenever I want and she have n
TIFFANY'S POV I haven't being more afaird in my entire life. Not even when Luciano blew some guys head or when he took me down the pipe. For a moment, I thought I would die by the hands of the man I love. It's pretty screwed up but I love Luciano and I was ashamed of it. Worst, I felt like he had become a monster for him to knock me out. I'm not sure what woke me up but it wasn't my alarm. I sat up on my bed as I yawned and rubbed my eyes after that. I looked around and stood up from the bed. I walked to the door and then I realized that had actually woken me up.It was the aroma from the kitchen and the occasional clinks of the plates an bowls in the kitchen.Luciano was making breakfast or at least that's what it seemed like. I tiptoed to the backdoor and used the easiest way to sneak out of the house.I made sure the door didn't creak as I left. I could feel my emotions coming to life at the thought of being cheated on.I kept running as fast as my legs could take m
I noticed the way Luciano was trying to act good. He did the chores, made breakfast and stayed out of my way.He's been doing it for a week and everytime I see him, I just try to brush it off.He was still looking miserable and sometimes he stayed out late and didn't come home.I tried to keep my mind busy most times to avoid thinking of him and the whole crappy things he did.I looked a my reflection in the mirror and applied more lipgloss to my lips.I used the hair comb to comb my hair backward then used a hair pin to neatly hold the hair from falling to my sides.When I was done, I picked up my purse and walked out from the room.When I got to the sitting room, I saw Luciano sitting on the couch with the remote in his hands.He wasn't watching anything cause the TV was turned off and that made me wonder what he was really up to."Where are you going?" He said when he turned to me."Out," I blurted not willing to keep a conversation going."That dress is too revealing," he pointed
The silence, the nagging. Yeah, tye nagging seem odd because I have being the one doing all the nagging. I boarded a cab and slid into it gently. A smile formed on my lips and I just tried to remain calm. Although I wasn't calm Luciano let me go to school on my own and that was the reason for the feeling of contentment and whatever.The driver drove at a normal speed and when we arrived at the school, I opened the door hurriedly. I checked my wrist watch and saw I was right on time.I gave him some bucks and smiled "Thanks!" I said and watched him drive away.I turned back to the building and walked into the class. Everyone was already seated and that just meant I was a bit late.I walked to my desk and sat down gently. "Good morning class," the English professor said as she walked into the class.I turned in her direction."Well, I won't be taking much of your time cause you have to get your works submitted and get your project topics. Anyway, I'm only here to remind y
I kept trying to figure out the best excuse to come up with.I hit my forehead gently and then scoffed at all the lines I had come up with."Take a deep breath Tiff," I told myself. "Ourgh."I turned to look at my reflection in the mirror and tried practicing some of the sentences I could tell Luciano."Uh, can I go out? I think it's important that you let me. Oh no no," I scoffed. "That sounds authoritative and he'll think I'm trying to boss him around.""Okay, how about, Luciano please can I go out? Please I'll be back soon."I looked at the mirror and shook my head in disapproval. "Sounds like I'm too needy.""You know what?" I blurted. "I'm done with this whole thing. I don't have to take permission!"Aware that I was only trying to make myself feel better, I growled loudly.I needed a life outside Luciano but he'd never let that happen. He kept being the possessive and over protective person he has always been. "Maybe I should just try and see what he says. Maybe he'll let me t
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