Luciano's POV
Gabriella Rosa is going to regret ever speaking or bumping into me that one special day, Now I'm not a bad guy. Well people may say that I am but I'm truly not. I have loved some people before but that's old news let's move forward to some new things. Gabriella Rosa. I don't know why my friends picked her, she's playing hard to get with me but I do like a bit of a challenge. The problem with her is that I feel...bad for her. Must suck to be ugly and also poor. I cannot relate to her. I'm hot and rich. Everybody wants me so that's exactly why I took up this challenge. I just have to make some random girl thirsty over me and then break her heart? It's quick and easy money. These girls at this school seem to be very dumb, especially Gabriella, I'm surprised that Amara didn't warn her about me. She's my main and biggest issue. Which is why I told Gabriella to not tell her anything. She's my sister and I love her yes but love. Love, love, love. It makes you weak, vulnerable. It only ever ends in pain and tears and the only love I have in my heart is the love I have for money. It's endless and won't leave me crying. I'm so glad my plan to put them in the same dorm worked. I payed one of the employees at the school some money and they were able to pull a few strings for me after a while. This could end up benefiting or breaking my plan, if she decides to be nicer to me, then she may help me but to be honest, she'd always been the nicest out of the whole family, she's got a harsh tongue yes, to a lot of people she's very nice and she'd never be mean or ruin someone's day without a reason. She's not exactly a big fan or very supportive of how I spend my time and she usually does things that ruins my plans but I guess not this time? I decided to play on the more cautious side this time and not have Gabriella mentioning me just in case she decides to get involved she'll ruin it all for me. There's honestly a thrill that goes on when I break girls hearts. They just get so...sad and it feels good for me. Maybe it's because of that evil and conceiving gold digging Bella, I sometimes like to imagine those girls as her, It makes it so...oh how do I put it? Satisfying. It's not gonna take that long until I have Gabriella completely hooked, she may act like she's not into me and act like she doesn't find me a touch bit attractive but she does. I'll make her realise it. I know she has something in her heart for me, she just needs a bit of help to get it out of her. A notification popped up on my phone and I went to look, from Gabriella. Perfect timing amore mio.Gabriella POVI had decided to text Luciano to talk about our get together. I won't, actually I refuse to call it a date because well that's too weird. He's him, a self absorbed person and I don't think that him claiming to have changed is that believable and Gabriella how could we ever forget? He's your best friends brother. I just want to see how this goes though. I'm sure it's not gonna go far. He doesn't seem like a guy who really 'stays' anyway. I don't mind, a fling would do me some good. So far it's going good but I don't want to completely let myself fall for this idiot. The reason why I try to reject him is most likely because you can never be sure with guys, sometimes you can just never be sure if what you have with someone is real and I want to know if what me and him have is real. Or maybe it's just because ever since I was little I had an idea of how I wanted my life to go. Go to college, meet a guy when you're out of college because I've had it in my mind from my mom's stories that college boys are immature - but to be one hundred percent honest I think that when she mentioned college boys she was referring my dad(they were college lovers) and now divorced - so then once you're out of college, you will be guided to your person, your other person. And hopefully you'll end up living happily ever after. The rules now, it's a bit dumb because I'd made it up when I was a mere 14 year old girl and now I'm an 18 year old women so a lot is different now because what I experienced at 14 years old is not what I'm experiencing now. I still stand by the don't date college boys rule but more like don't date and take it all that seriously. Love is risky, it's painful and ends 99% in tears and heartbreak. I know that all. I want to however experience the joy you get from a text, having someone there I want that. I just know that to have that, I have to also stay alert and on guard. I've only had three boyfriends in my 18 years of life. All three were basic teen romance that never lasted more than a few months but it's different now, or at least it should be. I'm grown up. I look good. I feel good. I'm going to have more fun. Even if it means having to deal with the occasional heart breaks. Ok enough time in my head, I went back to my phone to see what he texted me._________________________Luciano(Messages)L - I can't wait for our date tonight amore mio.G - So Luciano Martini has a little nickname for me then? It's cute but I bet that's what you call all of your other girls huh? By the way, I'd much prefer to call it a 'get together.' Imagine me going on a date w you? You're not that special sweetheart.L - The lady gets what the lady wants, and I don't call anyone and have never called anyone 'amore mio' I may be a playboy but hey, I stay original. What time and day are you free?G - Can we do Saturday? I'm free all day. And how honest! You just called yourself out as a playboy, I never would've not believed you on that. L - As in tomorrow?G - Yep, is that good with you? Or do you have some other thirsty girl who's desperate to go out with you that day? Playboy's keep busy.L - Haha very funny. I am free and no girl is lined up anymore because of you Gabriella. I'm telling you, I'm taking a bit of change. I'll see you Saturday, at 6, I'll be picking you up. Don't ba
So it's actually Saturday. Saturday. I should cancel on him, yes, it's not too late, no no no. I just spent all of last night doing that routine and getting myself ready and I'll be damned if I let my bad thoughts come in and ruin this day for me. Ugh when I get nervous I always end up ruining something for myself but, that will not be happening today. I won't allow it. I heard a knock on the door and jumped up from my bed to go get it, I opened the door and saw a package on the floor, I looked to both sides of the hallway but found no one. Weird. I picked it up and took a closer look it had my name on it. I took it to my room, curiosity coursing through me. When I opened it and saw a little note inside which read, "Wear this for tonight, I hope you like it - Luciano." I guess that solves my clothing problem then. This dress looks very pretty, why would he waste his money on me though? I'd never actually ever had any guy doing that for me before so it was strange to see. This family s
We had arrived at the restaurant after a very long drive. A very long drive where the Luciano Martini couldn’t keep his eyes off of me. My plan worked. He thought he was being slick but anyone could spot those little glances he’d make or maybe the only reason I’d noticed is because I too had been giving him mini glances…He’d even opened the car door and the restaurant door as we entered inside and sat down, imagine if I actually wore my normal clothes, everyone here is super dressed up. I would look very much out of place. I kind of felt like it already, I mean I know that I’m not anything like these people. I take a look at the people around our table, they’re all wearing luxury clothes and have luxury bags and came looking like a million bucks and then there’s me. I know I came looking nice as well but it feels different for me because I never actually had to buy any of the stuff. I feel like Rory when she started hanging around all of those rich kids. Ugh Gabriella it’s fine. Focus
It didn't take us very long to arrive at the art gallery. And when we got inside I was amazed. All of the paintings looked extraordinary and it was very thoughtful that he brought me to my favourite art gallery. Art is subjective but a lot of art lovers can be quite judgmental. I don’t really want to be an artist when I’m older. I wanna do something that involves art like maybe a graphic designer. You do the art and get payed a pretty penny. I’ll always love art though. I’ve loved it ever since I was younger, my dad was big on painting. He painted whatever he saw pretty much and what he had painted was beautiful. Once he was done, he’d keep them locked away and then come back to look at them for memories. Some of the art though, with my mothers encouragement, had made it onto the walls. He was a great painter and it’s what inspired me to pick art. He still paints but I rarely see it anymore. I went back to admiring the art. Each of these art pieces have a meaning to them, the hard and
Gabriella POVI had just arrived home and that date, sorry get together was just amazing and I thankfully didn't ruin it. As I got out of Luciano's car, I said my goodbyes."Thanks for today. It was really...nice. And I think you deserve a congratulations on how impressive you made it. I agree, you’re not a super bad guy. Could use some work though.” "Of course anytime oh and also, the roses were for you please have them and keep the dress. I’m telling you, it really does look good on you amore mio.” He handed me the big bouquet of roses, the amore mio’s always made me blush…"I'm not really good with flowers though so I’m just going to say this in advance I’m sorry if they end up dying in like a day.” "Well it’s a good thing you are roommates with a flower lover, have you not seen my sisters massive collection on flowers? She adores them and has a billion facts about flowers so all you have to do is make up a darn good excuse and then you'll be able to keep it ok? And, you know what
The words of Amara kept replaying in my head. I would be stooping very low if I dated Luciano. But why? That was the question I was repeatedly asking myself. That date with Luciano was amazing. Though it was only my first date with him and my first date ever…I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. He was sweet and thought about how to make me feel special. I’d never had or experienced that with anyone. He’d given me a new perspective on what a good guy could be like and so I’m not seeing why she doesn’t want me to see him as an option.Ugh this is just great, I was actually starting to get used to him and I kinda guess that I had a bit of hope here, a little hope that I could be with him one day. It’s crazy. And dumb. And very very stupid. But gosh, if you had been with him on that date…through out the whole date I kept getting lost in his gorgeous eyes and when they looked at me it made me feel like the most special in the world. It made me feel like all of these girls that he’s been
Luciano POV After our first date, I’d tried avoiding Gabriella but she kept texting me and I couldn’t ignore her. For the plan. I can’t be around her though. That has been my main ambition because more than I would like to admit, Gabriella Rosa has been on my mind, every. fucking. second. of. the. day. I had purposefully walked the other way when I’d seen her around the school halls because I could not stand to be in the same space as her. Because I’d felt like I’d want to kiss her. On the lips this time and that was all I was thinking about. I met her because she wanted to, for the plan I followed through. But gosh it felt like torture. I still think about that one little kiss she gave me, how can they ever leave my mind? My friends had been texting me questions about how everything’s going and all I wanted to do was to tell them to shut up. I’m starting to really realise how much they need to change. The reason why we were actually friends was because we all thought the same things
I had fallen asleep on the couch and had just now woken up, it's currently 8 am, too early to be waking up but thank goodness because I hadn't set an alarm the night before and I have a lecture at 10 so better get ready then. I stood and went up to my room but it was completely trashed, my stuff was thrown around everywhere what the fuck happened here. The first thing that came to mind however was to find the painting Luciano had gotten me, I didn't care about the art supplies surrounding the floor. If that painting, my first ever one and a gift at that was broken? I was gonna go crazy. I began searching left and right and to no avail it wasn't there. My heart beat quickened and I felt tears of frustration and annoyance creeping up in my eyes. It is far too early to be crying but that painting...I went to wake up Amara only to find her already up, she was on her phone smiling widely. She looked guilty, but why would she do this to me? What could I have done to her?"What the actual hec