Chapter One

Heartbroken

Luciana's POV

My fingers fly across the keyboard and I stretch out the pain that has accumulated in my back. I feel so relieved despite hanging on for hours. Suddenly light starts reflecting heavily on my chair but I am too busy to notice it, I realize a shadow is hovering over me and I finally cease doing what gives me joy. 

"Mother." Eugene has always hated me from the first day she stepped feet into my home but I didn't let that restrain my manners. 

"I am not your mother, ungrateful thing." She stares at me eyeing me from the crown of my head down to the sole of my foot. The employees all stiffen eager to hear what else she has to say. 

I ignore her and return back to my hobby, there is no need giving her audience. Some people just can't change. 

"Can we please do all of this at home?" I can already feel my heart beating faster, and adrenaline pumps through my veins. 

"You now tell me where I do my things?! Brat!" She seizes my cheeks with her old fingers digging her manicured nails into my face. My eyes glisten as tears prepare to roll down my face. 

I clench my jaws and I blink the tears away, I can't afford to break down here. I inhale deeply and take a deep breath. I shake my jaw fiercely releasing myself from her grip. I bang my laptop close and I head to Richard place, the one place I can have peace. 

"Take your tiny filthy self away from my husband's property, we don't need anymore ungrateful people here."

My hands grip the steering wheel tightly and my teeth clatter,anger bubbles in my chest, I keep on drawing energy from the air that I inhale deeply trying to stay focused on the road as much as I can be. 

I see a car that looks so familiar to me, I squint my eyes trying to see if it really belongs to who I think it is. 

I park the car, still taking steady breaths to contain my emotions. The plate number assures me that the car truly belongs to Jennifer, my stepsister. I am taken aback but being who she is, I decide to brush it off. 

"Richard." I open the door and call the name of my joy giver. I look around the house and I see my sister's most favorite heel at his door. The house is heavily invested with the scent of her perfume. I use my hand to rub my chest dissecting the tension that seemed to be accommodating already. 

"Richard." I call him again, my voice fainter than the last. 

"Gosh!" My heart drops down to my stomach, I release my bags from my hands, betrayal and doubt starting to seep in my subconscious. I trace the sound to where it is coming from and I follow it down all the way to Richard's room, I turn the knob so fast, I am surprised it doesn't fall off. Right by his bed is my sister Jennifer rubbing all of her palms around my man's chest. I blink twice to be sure I am not seeing things. 

"No, this can't be." I can feel myself trembling,my legs buckle together and I almost pee here. Richard rubs her waist, I can see their tongues tangle together. My hands shake, I slide on the door not able to hold myself up anymore. 

"Richard." It comes out as a faint whisper but it is enough to stop the romance drama in front of me. 

"Why? What did I do wrong? Why choose her over me?" I place my hands on the door and I make feeble attempts trying to stand. 

"Ugh,oh please, Richard, we don't have time to spare." She rubs circles on his chest right in my presence. 

"You slut!" I scream with everything in me,the tears I had been trying to hold flow from my eyes, my teeth clatter,my hands vibrate, I am so eager to place my hands on her neck and just her. End all of this tragedy. 

I move forward gritting my teeth, I lift my arm, gathering all of my anger with the deep thirst for revenge in my heart, I give her a slap. I can see my five fingers on her face and it gives me a little sense of accomplishment. 

"How dare you?! You seem to be the slut here you know? I never really liked you. As a matter of fact, I only needed your father's connection and he couldn't do that but you, you were just too easy, oh and thank you for everything you did for me. I really appreciate." He keeps rubbing her waist and my heart shatters. 

His words echo in my head,in my heart there is an arrow that pierces my heart straight, my heart bleeds. 

" Richard?! Why? Why me? I did everything I could for you? I provided you with everything you wanted! I promoted your business, we planned our future several times together! Where did I go wrong?" 

"I made you and yet you! You raised your hands on me for this slut, this slut that had no idea where you were or who you wanted to be." My vision is a blur, I can't fathom the fact that Richard, Richard that I gave my all, Richard that I made a figure would raise his hands on me for my sister that never cared. 

"It's fine. You will regret this. You will both suffer it." I wipe my tears with my forearm, the taste of betrayal bitter on the tip of my tongue. I walk to the front door laughing at myself hysterically. I pick my bag up from the door and I stagger to my car. I hop in and drive in, I have nowhere to deliberate on, I have only one place to go, a house that has given me shelter but it's not my home.