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Laying on the bed with my eyes open. I thought of what to do about my stepbrother. I can’t just let him keep controlling my life, worst, I have no idea what the college statutes would be all about. What if we issued the date, we didn’t have our original passport; I don’t know if Luciano’s own is even real. As clearly as I remembered, the cloth he wore that day is the same as the ones he wore on his passport.How on earth did they even let him pass? This isn’t the 80’s for Pete’s sake.“No phone, no fvcking TV either” I muttered as rolled over to face the wall.Before I slept yesterday, I took the opportunity to look around the house. Not as bad as I had expected, for we had a bedroom with a queen-sized bed. The bathroom, kitchen, store, and living room weren’t as bad as I thought. Frankly, I can stay in the same house with him without seeing him, so staying on the couch would not be as bad as before.Yeah, before my mom met Hade; Luciano’s father, I use to spend several nights on the
Chapter 14Since yesterday I have been thinking about that weird guy. I didn’t even have much time to worry about Luciano’s absence as all I was worried about is why the man just seemed so familiar and yet strange. I was supposed to at least know how far or fast my enrolment was going but I didn’t.Walking into the kitchen to get something to eat, I found Luciano standing by the sink. He was holding a plate of almost finished cereal and immediately he saw me, he dropped the plate in the sink and walked toward me.“A neighbor thought you were a one-night stand yesterday,” Luciano said.Such insult.Well, I didn’t say anything. I just walked past to prepare what to eat. I made sure our bodies didn’t touch at all.“You let the stranger see what belongs to me?” Luciano said.Silence.There was no point having anything to say to him. Obviously, he is crazy. I can’t make him still feel like he has an effect on me when he doesn’t.Okay, frankly! He has. I don’t see why my stepbrother would o
I had no other option but to stay calm and just see how things play out. A few days passed and all I wanted was to talk to my mother. Although, something in me felt like Luciano was trying to play me but I just made myself believe I had to play along.At least he had made me leave the house, He got me clothes so I won't have to stay in panties all day and have him watch my ass!"Are you ready?" Luciano's voice asked and I gave a small nod.I reached for the pocket of my jacket and slid my hands in gently before grabbing my bag from the seat.The car door opened and I stepped out of the car. I looked around and a small smile crept on my lips.It felt good to see the city buzzing and not be locked in some forsaken room with that asshole."Come here," Luciano said and stretched out his hands toward me.I gave my hands to him and swallowed the lump in my throat.He gave a nod, held my hands, and looked at the entrance.We walked toward the building and I felt some type of happiness swell i
I wasn't sure what was worse between my hairstyle or the jacket. Having to wear the same Jacket or cold and rough hair! I wouldn't go to school on this hairstyle neither will I pick such an outfit on my own. "Damn it," I cussed and turned my attention to the outfit on the bed. I needed to play my cards well and that includes acting like everything is okay. This asshole might just be such or maybe a psychopath. I'm sure I'm doing a very good at this because no one seems to notice how crazy I've been and how I'm so close to ending this shit. There was no way I was going to go into school looking like this. I turned to pick out another dress from the wardrobe and just settled for a green body con gown and a black robe in case it got too cold. I dropped the dress on the bed and quickly huffed my hair behind my ear. I grabbed my bag to pack it and Luciano walked in. "Are you good?" He asked. I wish I could ignore that but Luciano would make a sc
My bag fell on the floor and I bent over to pick it. I figured my skirt was a bit too short and I felt uncomfortable. Luciano wasn't looking at my direction, so I quickly grabbed my bag and turned to the room. Pfffffff! I feel like a Korean actress. Those ladies would intentionally wear almost nothing and expect no one to look. Well, not my problem. I grabbed a pair of skinny jeans and slid into it. I changed my top into a V-neck and tried to raise it up so it doesn't reveal my boobs. On a normal day, I would have loved to show off a little but with Luciano's hungry gaze, I rather not start what I can't finish. When I was finally convinced this was the best outfit, I brushed my hair backward and returned to the sitting room. Luciano was sitting there comfortably with his legs on the stool and his hands holding a glass of wine. Isn't it too early for this? "I'm glad you figured that dress made you look like a slut." "What the hell?"
Luciano turned to look at me and I just turned my face away.I knew that look, he gave that look when he was up to something.I touched my neck in a reflex action and looked in the direction that he walked to.He was going to the kitchen but I had no idea what he wanted to make or do.I stood in one position trying to remain calm. Gladys was right, the pain we go through as girls is just so weird.What exactly was the purpose of having periods and having them for days?I didn't want to complain about the cramps to Luciano. He'd just say something crazy and I already got on the bad foot with him this morning."Ourgh," I muttered when I felt the sharp pain in my stomach again. Maybe the pain was only getting worse because I haven't had any meal.I sighed and walked to the kitchen. I pushed the door open and Luciano turned in my direction immediately.His mouth was full and I could see the plate of food in his hands.I looked around but I couldn't find any extra plate that could be mine.
Luciano turned to look at me and I just turned my face away.I knew that look, he gave that look when he was up to something.I touched my neck in a reflex action and looked in the direction that he walked to.He was going to the kitchen but I had no idea what he wanted to make or do.I stood in one position trying to remain calm. Gladys was right, the pain we go through as girls is just so weird.What exactly was the purpose of having periods and having them for days?I didn't want to complain about the cramps to Luciano. He'd just say something crazy and I already got on the bad foot with him this morning."Ourgh," I muttered when I felt the sharp pain in my stomach again. Maybe the pain was only getting worse because I haven't had any meal.I sighed and walked to the kitchen. I pushed the door open and Luciano turned in my direction immediately.His mouth was full and I could see the plate of food in his hands.I looked around but I couldn't find any extra plate that could be mine.
The third day with Luciano had me grumbling. I was sick and tired of the routine. When I got back home, I couldn’t go anywhere or even do anything.It felt like I was caged and it didn’t feel different from being a prisoner. Luciano walked inside the kitchen when I was trying to make ginger tea.“You should reduce your voice when grumbling.” he muttered.Imagine! Gosh I wish I could commit murder and be heartless like him.“Don’t even start,” I warned.“I’m not doing shit, Tiffany. You’re the one grumbling and I don’t even get why.”“Oh you don’t? I’ll tell you fucking why. I am sick and tired of being here. I want to explore the world. Travel to places of my interest and not just sit my ass around you."Luciano chuckled. “You’re so adorable.”I frowned because he couldn’t be serious. There’s nothing adorable about what I said or how I said it.“I’m not joking,” I reminded him. “I am so fucking serious. I’m really tired.”“You’re so full of fantasies, Tiffany. All of which cant happen