All Chapters of Tiffany's Desire: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

The moment I got home, I threw my keys on the table and gave an audible sigh. I had no idea how else to calm myself down.I reached for my pockets and brought out my phone. I dialled my father’s number and waited for him to pick up the call.When the call kept ringing without him picking, I swallowed hard and used my hands to trace my hair. I waited for a moment before I called again and luckily, he picked this time.“Father—“ I called hastily. “I’m.. I’m ready,” I told him and held my hand in a fist. “You’re not sure,” he said.“Father I’m sure.” I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. “I’m ready and i—I have a request.”“Which is?”“I want my mother released from the dungeon. That is my demand and—”His laughter from the other end was audible and chaotic. He ended the call without a response so I felt triggered.I threw my phone away and cussed at him. He want Tiffany for my mother and I have her! Well, Gladys technically have her for now.I lowered myself to the couch and trie

I sat in the back seat of the jet waiting for it to take off. I knew I was safe, at least to an extent, but still I couldn't take my eyes off the door, scared that at any moment someone would barge in and shoot me with a bullet straight to the head. "The police are still trying to determine," I zoned out. I had had enough of seeing my house in the news. "The owner of the house," these words caught my ear and I couldn't be more thankful I was smart enough not to have it bought in my name.I envisioned my pictures around the country with the words wanted and probably a bounty put on my head, that would be hell. "Seventeen casualties," I was lying to myself, I couldn't stop watching the news. Staring right ahead at the screen, I watched two girls give an account of what they remembered about the party. "It all started with a fight between two girls," one of the girls started. "Yeah, I think it was because of a man. Not so sure," the other girl who looked like she was trying so hard

My eyes slightly opened and I yawned too. I tried to stretch but the bed felt differently. I opened my eyes completely and my jaw dropped.I was in a different room. A room different from all the rooms I’ve been in since I was a child. I swallowed hard and tried to think. The room was painted brown with little or no designs. There was a white curtain, a bed and a table. I looked around and my eyes darted the room. There was a small table by the side and a tray of food was left on the table.I swallowed hard as I took the blanket off my body and placed my leg on the cold floor. There was no way I’d eat that food. It could have been poisoned and lord knows what. My stomach grumbled and I knew I was starving but eating that food was my last option. There was nothing that could make me eat from it. The aroma of the food made me feel uneasy so I used my leg to kick down the table and the food fell to the floor. I stood up and looked around trying to find an escape route. The windows w

I stood in the middle of the room like a toy waiting to be bought by a child. My hands were folded forward in anticipation, perhaps I was going somewhere. The door opened to reveal Gladys stepping into the room with a laptop. Right, Massimo. "Ouu, pretty in captivity," she remarked in a voice that failed to match the sweetness of her voice and a not so sweet smile on her face. "Take a seat," she ordered sharply and then opened the laptop. It was connecting to a video call and I could see myself through the screen. I looked stunning really, she must be so jealous."Connected." Immediately Massimo's face came up on the screen, he wasn't looking so good. I could spot wrinkles and some little scars on his face surprisingly, perhaps it was because there was a time I couldn't go a day without staring at his face. Now I absolutely loathed him. Sitting still in the chair with my hands in the middle of my legs, I refused to speak up until he noticed me. The reaction I expected was definite

LUCIANO'S POVI opened my eyes gently and a frown immediately formed on my face when I realized I was in a strange room.The room had mats on the wall which looked really weird. There was one ceiling fan but it wasn’t working. The paint was old and from the corners, I could see cobwebs. There was nothing modern about the room and it had this smell—like a place that’s been abandoned. Every other thing looked strange but what was worse was how strange I felt. I looked around and then I started feeling pains on different parts of my body. I growled loudly as I tried to sit up. My eyes fell to my hands and saw that I was on drip. I growled again and took off the needle from my hand. I tossed it to the floor and stood to my feet. I staggered at first but I sniffed out whatever was in my nostrils. I really couldn’t imagine who could be living in a place this wretched and barely well kept. I looked at my hand where I removed the needle from and there was a little blood welling there. I ig