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 "This can't be happening".
"It's happening, Tiffy".
The door opened as I glared at Luciano while he sluggishly sat. For as long as I know him, when pissed, he had refused to let someone drive him, unlike his father or mom. The fact that he heard what I just said is a huge mess.
Without saying anything, Luciano start the car and drove off the compound. In case you forgot, the reason I always put on my seat belt whenever Luciano is driving is that he drives to die and not to reach his destination.
Holding on for my dear life, I began to look for a possible hidden camera in the car. This gray eyes lad can not tell me that he heard what I said by accident.
From the corner of my eyes, I caught him staring at me with what looked like a smirk on his face and by the time I turn to look at him, his plain face is back on.
I just don't get it.
The fact that I would be stuck with him for years freaks me out.The shopping went well, absolutely well. Luciano stayed in the car and I meet some hot dude who came shopping with someone I assume will be his girlfriend. Call me a bad girl, I won't mind, I didn't force him to collect my number.
While I shop and chat, we made arrangements of seeing this evening which I don't think would be possible. I am supposed to see Joe, my boyfriend this evening.
Although we were together all through the night till this morning, I still want some more sex and tell him that I will soon be leaving for New York.
It's obviously petty but I think I will have to use distance to break this relationship. I don't see what I am getting, not that he gives me money, or spends quality time with me, he doesn't even stay off his phone and I have never been satisfied by his dick before.
Getting the things into the car wasn't so hard as I got help from the workers. The only good thing I got from Luciano is his silence which really helped me as I got in and buried my interest in my phone.
With a wide smile on my face, I ignored Luciano's weird angry look as he drove off the parking lot. Too bad, I couldn't get that long enough before I saw his palm on the top of my phone screen.
"I can do it for you," He said.
Puzzled, I moved my legs away from him same as my face. I was seated in the car in a position where I am backing him with his right palm still on my phone.
"Don't hide it, I saw you" A sly smirk appeared on his face "I saw what you were doing".
My brows flinched as I frowned. I followed his eyes to my phone and for some seconds, I still don't get what he was talking about until I looked up to see his brows higher than before.
Such an arrogant jerk!
I slapped his hand away from my phone and pressed the power button."Don't you have other things to do other than spying on people's chat?" I glared at him "Damn it, Luciano, that's not normal!".
I heard him scoff. I know he would look so hot as usual so looking back at him won't be the best idea now.
"Then I bet what's normal is masturbating while calling my name?".
My heart skipped a beat and nearly exploded. In fact, I could feel it beat somewhere around my stomach as the smirk on my stepbrother's face vanish. It fades into his emotionless face where you can't even tell what he might be thinking.
Slowly, I dropped my phone on my thighs as I rubbed my sweaty palms together and sighed. My mouth kept opening and closing like a goldfish while Luciano pretend not to notice my struggle with his signature plain face as he drove along.
"I-umm.., you know eh?" I said unintelligibly "It's not what you think, Luciano, I can, I may... I can..".
"Can explain how you were moaning my name and didn't see me walk in and watched you for four minutes?" Luciano interrupted "I love your voice by the way" he blurted out "I don't mind hearing them next to my ears".
I swallowed.
I crossed my thighs as I felt something wet, something I shouldn't have between my thighs. Clenching my vagina didn't help, not when I began to have the terrible urge to stick my fingers into it.
"Breath, Tiffy" Luciano smirked as he placed his palm on one of my thighs "Look at me" he commanded.
Like a good girl, I looked up to him, looked to those seducing eyes of his. Behind those gray eyes lies the passion for the forbidden pleasure.
For some reason still yet known to me, I didn't remove his hand. I just stared at it, hoping it would move, hoping it would do what I want and explore what I have been waiting for. That even made me part my legs when Luciano slightly attempt to part them with his index and middle finger.
A pleased smile appeared on his face as he looked down at me and smirked. His middle finger moved into the inner part of my thighs, on top of my lace pants and he wiggled it. He moved his finger out on my bare thighs for a few seconds and took it back inner.
I gasped as I held both sides of the chair and bit my lower lips with my eyes closed.
Damn! I want this, this is what I have been looking for.Excitement exploded through my body as I felt Luciano's middle finger attempt to move my pants aside then he stopped.
"You have to be a good girl and be patient" His voice sounds hoarse "I want you to beg for it".
A mischievous smirk appeared on his face as he watch me quickly put down my skirt and close my legs. I can't believe what I just let happen.
dang it!
"You fucking, dickhead!" I groaned through clenched teeth.
Luciano just shrugged, he took a sharp turn toward the entrance of our father's mansion.
"I can be your favorite dick" he smirked.
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
This should be a bed, maybe or maybe not. I just feel it's so soft, comfortable, and somehow warm on my left-hand side. With a low groan, I stretched and held my pounding head that felt as if it would come off anytime soon.It wasn't clear but I saw it, very sure.'Luciano?'What the hell does he think he is doing laying on the same bed with me? Slowly getting up to a seating position, I glared at him sleeping peacefully on the same bed with me. My head hurts and I can't think of the right thing to do now.I raised my left hand to touch my head and I found it wrapped! In a panic, I used both hands, trying to know what I had bandaged around my head until I remembered what had happened. This asshole stepbrother of mine hit me real hard and even drugged me."Son of a urggh!"Without thinking, I slapped Luciano hard across his face. Yes, I slapped him really hard and I felt satisfied. Well, not fully satisfied as I watch him stir in his sleep and before he could do anything or open his ey
This can’t be happening! Well, it is because nothing else can explain why I would be in a room for two days only to have my stepbrother bring me different food daily and put me to sleep. I would want to tell him, that I am no longer a child but…that asshole gets his way.The annoying cheers from the men outside kept me awake for who knows long. I can’t tell what time it is but for sure, it’s already late. Late than having a bottle of water and pizza because I asked for a pizza with pineapple.“They can be so silly at the time,” I told myself.Call me silly, but I already started a conversation with myself, planning on how to escape my insane brother. Frankly, I will say he has lots of problems with just coming, watching me eat, taking pictures of me, and walking out. Not anymore, I will let him know that I have other sides of me that he shouldn’t mess with.Watching the dry leftover pizza, I shed a single tear, not because I was sad, but because I love pizza, and giving me a dry one i
That’s it! My stepbrother is a perverted killer that took killing people as a normal thing?Even after we had that little argument about not being grateful, I wonder what he meant until he came into the room with a sly smile on his face and two ID cards in his hand. He threw them both at my face and stood with his arms folded across his chest.My jaw dropped, I can’t tell why I am seeing my face on the ID but another name. Damn, I haven’t heard of that name in my entire life and with that pleased look on his face, I can’t trust him one bit.“Who is Amara Ego?” I asked.I noticed an unpleasant glare on Luciano’s face as he shrugged and walked to the window and closed it. He began to dress the bed before looking up at my face and grinning.“It’s Amira Ugo,” he said “But if you love Amara, I can make that for you”.Pointing at the other card, he bit his lower lip as I watch him anticipate what my expression would be like. I didn’t want to act pissed but I did, glaring at him as if I would
My back hurts, my head hurt and I feel a bit heavy. Good thing the bed seems very comfortable because I don’t know what else I would do. Imagine seating in a plain not allowed to stand up for one bit. Not even to pee and that asshole also didn’t allow me to take anything. Luciano lied about me being allergic to almost everything except alcohol, like who would be allergic to that.If there was another word for jetlagged, I would use it.We arrived in the UK last night and it still feels like she is still trapped in the plane seat with a mean man seating in front of me. The fact that Luciano got into the car with a dagger still freaks me out. How come it wasn’t detected? How come he feels so simple with it as if it wasn’t the first time he has done it?I had walked into the room myself yesterday but opening my eyes now, it was as if I am seeing how beautiful the room is. This isn’t anything close to what my stepbrother would like.The room has a warm off white color, very cool to the ey