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TIFFANY'S POV I haven't being more afaird in my entire life. Not even when Luciano blew some guys head or when he took me down the pipe. For a moment, I thought I would die by the hands of the man I love. It's pretty screwed up but I love Luciano and I was ashamed of it. Worst, I felt like he had become a monster for him to knock me out. I'm not sure what woke me up but it wasn't my alarm. I sat up on my bed as I yawned and rubbed my eyes after that. I looked around and stood up from the bed. I walked to the door and then I realized that had actually woken me up. It was the aroma from the kitchen and the occasional clinks of the plates an bowls in the kitchen. Luciano was making breakfast or at least that's what it seemed like. I tiptoed to the backdoor and used the easiest way to s

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