Semua Bab Tiffany's Desire: Bab 151 - Bab 160

The call ended in my ear and I just swallowed hard. I couldn't exactly tell what my father felt as he spoke to me but my heart kept beating so fast.I shoved the phone back into my pocket and shut my eyes for a second. I gave an audible sigh and then looked back.I walked back to the dining table where Selena and Brad sat. I took the free chair an sat down quietly. I picked up the fork and placed it on the food. I took the first spoon and that was all I took in ten minutes. I kept using the fork to form circles on the plate.Selena looked at me and I could tell what was going through her mind. She finished chewing the food in her mouth and looked at me. "Why are you not eating?" She asked. "What's wrong?"I looked at the plate of food and then back at her. "I don't like veggies," I managed to blurt out.She dropped her fork on the table and reached for a glass of water. She raised it to her lips and responded to me. "No one does."She took a sip and dropped the table. "You either ea

I watched the boy tear the nylon and stuffed the whole pancake into his mouth. He ate it hungrily and then looked at me with a wide smile."How about making millions?" He asked and stuffed another pancake into his mouth.He was so excited to ask me questions about money and I had no idea why he was all excited about it."Tell me," he said looking at me. "How do I make such millions in few days?""Few days?" I scoffed. Who the hell makes so much money in few days of starting a business?I knew I wasn't so much older than him— but I tried to brush that off and act more matured. I barely talked until it was needed and when I did, it was just some words or blatant rhetorical questions.That was how I aimed at achieving the matured look. By not talking unnecessarily and giving every word time before saying it.I swallowed the lump in my throat and remained calm but images of the whole incident filled my head.How Massimo stabbed me mercilessly and how I growled in pains but the only thin

TIFFANY'S POVI stood there firmly and when I turned to my side, my jaw dropped."Luciano?"Fuck, it was really him. "Shh," he sounded and then looked around before taking a step closer to me. How could this be possible?I didn't know what I feared the most but I couldn't think straight. He was dead but here he was just a step away from me."Is that really you?" I asked and he gave a nod. He took a step forward to close the gap between us. He hugged me and I could feel tears welling up my eyes. It felt so unreal to actually be in Luciano's arms again. "Please don't leave," I begged as his hands wrapped around me.I could feel his heartbeat and everything else seemed to not matter."This was your fault, Tiff." His voice wasn't condemning.. It was just calm and yet spiking. "I—" I tried to day something even when I had no idea of what to say but he shook his head. "I love you still.""Will Zino be happy with me and the baby?" That was all I could think of asking; knowing fully well

I was sitted on the bed, watching the window and contemplating my current situation, I couldn't help but wonder how being kidnapped could be both comfortable and damn annoying at the same time. It was a strange mix of emotions that I couldn't quite wrap my head around and it's boiling me up, I felt like crying and smiling at the same time.Thoughts raced through my raging mind. Would anyone even notice that I was missing? Luciano was in God knows where, I don't know if he's dead or alive and my parents? Would they notice my absence? Would they come looking for me, or would they simply ignore my absence and think perhaps I went off gallivanting, or they could be consumed by their own lives and oblivious to my situation? Damn! The uncertainty of it all weighed heavily on my heart making me feel so weak.The thought of it all made me think about the past and I couldn't help but remember what Gladys had told me about boys and how we would laugh and joke about it. A soft laugh escaped my

The knock out must have lasted a decade, my head was banging really hard, I felt like the whole head was off my neck. The headache increased as I woke up to the sound of muffled voices and the feeling of tight restraints around my wrists and ankles. I was chained!Panic surged through me as I tried to make sense of my surroundings. The room was dimly lit, and I could hear the faint echo of footsteps on the cold concrete floor. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I realized I was not alone. Damn the devil for she has come.Gladys's voice pierced through the air, filled with anger and frustration. She was cussing and yelling at her men. Two of them followed her in and she kept on cussing them, her words blending together in a chaotic symphony. Straining to listen, I soon realized they were discussing someone named Luciano, and, it was my brother!"You bastard! You can't be right that's it's him, I thought he's dead, what are you now saying?" She demanded.One of the man, rusty face and