I didn't want to talk to him and that was so annoying. It had not being well for me. It was like Luciano would intentionally be late, sluggish, suspicious, and annoying at the same time.
"Oh s**t," I mumbled when I checked my wristwatch and saw I was already running late.
"It's my f*****g exam for crying out loud!" I said again and tossed my bag away.
Luciano was being so slow and I didn't want to call him.
I had no other option cause any more minute spent in this house would make me miss my exam.
I kicked the door open and turned to the hallway leading to Luciano's room. It took a few steps but when I finally got there, I shoved the door open.
There he was, taking off his clothes. He stopped when he saw me and looked at me. His expression was so blank, it was like I had jumped into
