TIFFANY'S POV
I 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 muttered lazily and allowed my face show color.My eyes followed his to look at the black laced fish tail gown in all it's glory. It was stoned on the hem and it made it glitter.The back was longer and for a moment, it made me feel like a bride in her wedding dress.A beautiful diamond necklace sat pretty on my chest. It was joint with a choker to highlight the off shoulder hand of the gown."Are you ready?" He asked and I gave a nod. "Very ready."He opened the door and the second guard walked out first before me and then he came behind me."Do you want to have a seat in a particular place?" He asked but I knew he was just joking around."Maybe in the sky," I told him."I'm sure the Boss will make that happen," he said and other guard gave a nod. "He'll get rid of the clouds if it ever makes you feel slightly comfortable."We all laughed lightly. "I kind of feel like a vampire bride," I blurted and they looked at me with widened eyes."It's not even a real thing," I added and brushed it off. I looked around and all I could see was the stern and mean expression on people's face.It made me frown and wonder if these mean looking people actually came for Luciano's Coronation or they had some other motives.I felt intimidated and tried not to show it in the way I was acting. I turned around and sighted Zino.A sense of relief flushed over me at that minute. Seeing Zino made me feel safe cause I knew he'd never hurt me or let anyone hurt me in the slightest way.I wanted to go toward him, to meet him bit I saw Luciano signalling the men to go away. They obliged and changed direction while Luciano took a step forward."Tiff.""Hey," I responded with a smile tugged on my lips.Although Suits have never been his type, he looked just as good on it."You look like a King," I told him. "Everything on you reeks of royalty.""Including the lady standing right beside me?" He asked and I chuckled lightly."Maybe.""No, it's certain," He got distracted by some one who called his attention.When he was done, he turned back to me. "I have to go now, you're beautiful Tiffany."I didn't say anything though, I just gave a smile in response and watched him walk away.The men stationed back and I was left with the two men."This way Ma'am," he called and I gave a nod. I followed his direction to a round table reserved and sat down quietly.I watched as the event unfolded and everyone including myself kept clapping. I watched how they called Leaders and gangs and swallowed hard that even Massimo and his toy had been mentioned.Shouts and clapping filled the room but I get it; it was such an important event.I looked slightly at Gladys for a moment and I felt compassion for her. She looked so miserable that I couldn't help but wonder.A part of me wished that she didn't suffer this much to show in her face. I somehow was feeling some emotions."And now, the number one person who shall be claiming the top estate is no other person but Luciano!!"Cheers followed the and everyone began clapping. He looked in the crowd like he wass searching for me then smiled at me.I returned his smile and as he left the stage, all eyes fell on me.For a moment I felt like passing out from the stares but I held onto his eyes."You look sexy and I just want to eat you," he said as he reached me."Stop being a pervert.""Oh, am I?" He laughed and Massimo joined us."That's wild," he chirped but Luciano didn't care."What's wild is that I want you to marry me," he said and looked at me. "And I'll invite Massimo."I was shocked and my jaw dropped. I wondered what was going through everyone's mind including Massimo and if he still saw me as the Tiffany that doesn't have a say for herself just like the old times.I swallowed hard."You look surprised and that's not fair," Massimo said mockingly."That's because Luciano reads my mind and he knows I'm saying a yes." I paused to wear a wicked smile. "I'll make you sit in front do you can watch us do this."I closed the gap between Luciano and I and kissed him hungrily. My hands traced his hair and he held my waist in that moment.The faint taste of vodka only made me crave him more and as he delved deeper into my mouth, his hands held my waist tightly.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 POV I bit my lower lips to restrict myself from screaming but who am I trying to deceive pleasure? 'Oh, yeah!'. With my grip tight on its handle, I make the dildo vibrate as I explore myself. I can say I am selfish but I have never been satisfied, not when I am just coming back from Joe, my boyfriend's house about an hour ago and I still find myself doing this. You can keep calling me a bad girl but I like it, I like the fact that I had to sneak in after my stepfather had told me to come back before 11 O'clock or stay home. Bet you can't tell a horny girl to stay in one place, can you try? Slowly, I caress my clit with the sex toy, dammmmmn. I have always wanted this, from a capable person and not from someone who is just hot, has a good size of dick, and still does not know how to use it. I spread my legs wide open as I lick the four long fingers of my left palm and rubbed them on the opening of my body. At this point, it's not really necessary
This is so humiliating! I can't stand seating in the same room with Luciano, not when my Stepdad has decided to 'deal with stuff in his private room. I still don't know why Enzo, My stepfather (popularly known as Hades) had insisted that we must always have meals together except we are not home. I still also can't tell why he always emphasizes 'Family'. 'Such bag of shit!' I cussed in my mind. I am not scared to say it up to his face or tell him how I hate him and want him dead, but, it will only make him let out his eyes on me again. The last time he told me that, he had made sure I was grounded for three months and Luciano had to bring me back from school each day. Imagine! That black-haired son of a mean-looking man even didn't let me talk to my boyfriend all those while. One time, he threw me over his shoulder while he raced to the car only to make me puke in front of so many people. I don't need you to imagine the evil smirk on his face, it's the same smir
Getting ready in a black blouse and a pink short flare skirt, I walked into the car to wait for Luciano. I still can't believe Enzo had paid for all this shit for me. Even if he doesn't trust me about having lots of sex and getting pregnant, he should have remembered that I am not a child anymore. "Damn, I hate him so much!". I hate him so much that I want to do something stupid. I want to steal all his money, find what he is hiding in his private room and run away. It's been over thirty minutes and Luciano is still in his father's private room, the room he will never let me enter. A year ago, I tried to sneak into the room but before I could get to the door I received a call from Enzo. That creepy man was watching all my moves just like his son...wait a minute. "Better not". I shook my head as strap the seat belt around my waist in the front seat. Better not be that my stepbrother saw what I was doing this morning. "oh shit" I slapped my forehead "Th
This can't be happening but I know it's happening. Who the heck am I trying to fool? I am going to leave Florida and live with Luciano. "Perfect!" I muttered as I began to go through the contacts on my phone. Not even someone I can call. Call me a loner but I hate friends, I don't see anything they do other than getting people involved in things they don't want to do. Looking out my window reminds me of what I want but don't need to do. I need to call my boyfriend, even if it's to tell him that it's over I just want to get that shit off my neck. Walking back to my bed I picked up my phone name walked out of my room. I made sure to tip-toe past Luciano's room, you won't imagine how embarrassed I was leaving the car yesterday. That was dirty I know but Luciana started it. The fact that he was watching me for a while as I do those naughty things calling his name freaks me out. Worst still, I will have to be stuck with him for a while. Turning back, I head to my stepfather's
My heart skipped a beat and almost exploded, this can't be real, not when this dude in front of me is pointing a gun at me. I know I need to do something but my blank head is still blank. 'I am done!'. I know I will die, I know that for sure. My social media live has refused to load, no network bar at all and that freaks me out the more. "My Dad has money" I sniffed "Just tell me he is fine and I will take you to where he has his money" I raised both hands in the air "Please I don't want to die. Not yet". Each step the man take brings me more to my doom, taking days of life off me. In fact, I could no longer feel my heart in my chest again but somewhere around my stomach. The closer he comes, the more I see things I couldn't see from far, a familiar tattoo. Damn this man look so young, maybe in his mid-twenties. My mind refused to pay attention to the tattoo because anyone might want to draw an ace on the left side of his neck. "Just like the pictures," The man said, "Damn! Mas
Even as we are standing in the middle of a playground as if we just got pooped out by the earth, I felt my inside summersault a million times before stopping. I didn't get the chance to find out we crawled out of a freaking hole before I began to puke. One thing I remembered was not to puke over the shirt even though I was freezing in it. One hand holding up my hair and the other trying to hold the shirt and my phone down, I bent and began to puke. Gosh! My stomach was empty but I still puked. Soon, I became weak and sat on the floor close to the mess I just made. "We don't have all day or we will be dead" Luciano yanked my upper arm "get the fu... No fucking way!" He yelled. Before I knew what was happening, he let go of my arm leaving me to fall harshly to the ground. I had no time to brace myself before I heard a shattering sound. I looked at my stepbrother in disbelief as if I was trying to find another reason why he just broke my phone. "Thanks to you, they just know
That felt relieving to punch him in the balls with my other hand. Well, we didn't see that coming and at least, he let go of my hand as he bent down as if going to go on one knee but didn't. Seizing that opportunity, I dash off. I had no idea where I was or where I would go but I think it is better than being with someone acting strange as if he wants to sell me out or something. I have heard stories of the Italian mafia and how they sell people especially girls but this one? He can be my stepbrother which I really doubt is the reason I should trust him. No freaking way! The main reason I suddenly became scared of him was after watching him kill those men back at the house, one thing is certain. He would be tempted to just point a gun to my forehead and blow it off so that gave me every reason to run faster. I didn't know why I forgot to look back all this while but I bet looking back became a mistake. No sign of Luciano at all, all that was there was one of the bags he had c