Chapter 14
Since 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 only want to do dirty things with me.
Well, I want to be that girl but not his girl.
"The old man didn't have his glasses then so he didn't get to see the ass of the lady that wanted to kill me yesterday and didn't bother to apologize."
I scoffed. I rather eat mud than apologies to him. That asshole ripped me off every good thing in my life! Aren't I supposed to maybe be at school now? Checking one thing or the other?
Fuck! I am not even sure of what I want in my life anymore.
It wasn't as if I wanted to catch him staring, I just felt disappointed as I turned back but didn't find him in the kitchen. For crying out loud, I just saw people being murdered days ago and the last thing I want is to keep enmity with the man that saved my life.
Microwaving the leftover pizza I found in the fridge, I didn't even care about who ate left it. What I knew was that my stepbrother hated pizza. I just grabbed my piece and walked to the parlor. There, I found Luciano staring blankly at nothing!
"You and I would be going to see the school and the rest shit tomorrow" he informed me without looking at me.
Pssssf! Such a drama queen.
I had thought he didn't see me. The way he kept that straight face made me wonder if he was still thinking that I really wanted to kill him yesterday.
Luciano's gaze locked with mine for a while before a small smile spread across his face. I didn't realize I was smiling too until his gaze moved to my chest and he frowned.
"I will make sure to get you all covered up tomorrow, I can't have more of these old men see you."
The heck!
He had been saying old men as if he was the one who spoke to the young man yesterday. I remember his name was Massimo and no matter how much I feel like I should tell Luciano about him, I just felt he doesn't deserve to hear my voice.
"There were no old men," I said before I could stop myself.
Luciano stayed at me in amusement. It was like he didn't expect I would say something or I had been too silent for long that he forgot what I sound like.
He raised his left-hand index and smirked for a few seconds. It was like he never did as he slowly looked at my face and smiles genuinely this time.
"When will you let me fuck you?" He asked.
What?
Just when I thought this young man had any sense in him.
"You were saying something about old men, and I am wondering if this house is filled with only old people" I shrugged as I filled my mouth with a big bite of pizza "Why did you even get us an apartment with 96?"
My voice was muffled and I could tell Luciano almost didn't understand me as he made an ugly face. Damn, even when he tried to be ugly, he still look as fine as hell.
"It's 69" Luciano Corrected immediately "And I like the sound of the numbers, that would be when we are both doing it".
Asshole!
Well, what I was after was why got to have us in a compound filled with old people.
I opened my mouth to cuss him but since I had shoved in the last piece of pizza, I preferred to attend to the doorbell.
Quickly as if I would get an award if I open the door first, I opened the door to see a beautiful black woman staring at me with a book and biro.
"Room 69, Luciano ...." she trailed off as she looked at the book to confirm the surname "Sorry I missed that out"
I smiled and nodded.
I didn't know what to do as I noticed two men carrying a box towards the door. I smiled too at them but they didn't smile back like the lady, they just looked over my head.
That was when I noticed him, that perv.
Having his erected dick pucking my back already. I beg these people would think we are a couple because our closeness does not look like family.
"Thanks for the quick delivery," Luciano said as he moved aside and let the men move a little into the room.
How come he isn't worried about being ambushed or something?
"You make sure you meet room 242 for what I have for you"
He has something for them in room 242 and he doesn't have to get me decent clothe since I arrived. Now I understand why they all had that look on their face.
If I was in their shoes, I can't over the fact that I can see a woman with a very nice set of boobies in an almost transparent tee-shirt, panties, and messy hair. I would immediately imagine she had been having sex with the fine-looking man shamelessly having his hard dick rubbing at her back.
"Fucccck Amore" Luciano kissed my neck.
Chills.
I could vouch that my pant immediately got wet. In my wildest imagination, I believe I have already had dick pounding in and out of my juicy pussy.
"Please let me fuck you, Tiffany" Luciano sounded so desperate.
Slowly, I turned to him.
With his dick touching my stomach, I smirked. Shamelessly, I let him kiss my lips, and chin, and slowly moved to my neck.
"Give in, Tif" Luciano said in a commanding tone "Let's ma..."
"Sorry ma'am"
Embarrassed, I turned around to find the lady from before standing with the document she had once asked me to sign.
"You forgot to .."
"What's your name?" Luciano asked.
She gulped.
His eyes moved from me to him as if asking for permission to answer him. Well, I just smiled and fold my arms across my chest.
"What's your name?"
"Paris," she said.
I looked at her confused.
How on earth would people still give their kids such a name?
"Just wanted to confirm" I heard Luciano's voice from above my head as he stretch to take the file.
He signed it and gave it back.
"Hop on Paris, nothing to see" Luciano groaned as he picked up the box, turned back, and walked away.
For the few seconds, I stood with Paris, something came to my mind. If I don't act immediately, I might not be able to do it again.
I showed her my palm and clenched my four fingers on top of my thumb. The Expression on her face was as if she didn't understand what I was doing and I had to do it three more times while shaking in fear of not getting caught.
'Fucking help me' I mouthed.
"Have a nice day" I said this time aloud and slammed the door in her face. Gosh, she was just so clueless and ... and...
Frankly, I didn't get where the adrenaline came from but I felt I could have just ran back to the door and run away for good but I didn't. I just stood still sweating and fussing.
"I saw what you didn't," Luciano said.
I turned towards his voice to see him holding a pocket knife and a red dress with the box open. I had no idea he had gotten so many things I assume to be clothed.
"Your hand with Paris, I saw it" Luciano stared me dead in the eyes and he doesn't look happy for one bit.
Not knowing what to do, I smiled.
I took a few steps backward while I try to calculate my distance to the door I had left unlocked on purpose.
"Your mom is still alive and well, Tiffany. If you have anything to do, think about her" Luciano said.