Luciano POV
Back to that night…
I walked out on her and then lit up a cigarette to clear my mind. Why do I always lose control when it comes to her?
I don’t know why I got so pissed off every time she mentioned about leaving the house. It’s almost like she also couldn’t stand it to be with me, and it somehow ticked me off. I’ve told her before that she was overreacting. Mom just needs more time to accept her.
I liked her. But I could see that she was unhappy staying in my house. No matter how much dad showered her with material things. Now that I finally learned that she’s not a gold digger, it only made me like her even more.
Aarrghhh. I felt so frustrated! I didn’t want her to leave. But it seemed like she didn’t want anything to do with me. For the first time in my life, I don’t
