My weary and hungry eyes was fixed on the tray of food ced before me. The tantalizing aroma of the meal wafted through the air, filling my nostrils and stirring my empty stomach. Hunger gnawed at me irrationally, reminding me that I haadn’t eaten since yesterday afternoon when I hadst spoken to Massimo.


    The food before me was a te of unappetizing colors and textures. A hot lump of potatoes sat next to a  piece of steamed broli, while a b of overcooked and garnished chickenid forlornly on the side.


    My hunger fought against my reluctance to consume such dish, but I knew I needed to nourish myself or I would die of starvation, it’s almost ten and my rumbling stomach might burst soon.


    Reluctantly, I picked up the fork and began examining the chicken in particr.


    It looked so golden and full. I had taken one big bite when the door creak and the devil who kept me here came in.


    I looked up, my gaze meeting the chilling eyes of my unweed visitor and former best friend.


    She looked so pale and concealed under her make up. I took a bite of the chicken and grinned. “Youe to see me everytime, anything you want to tell? How much does it burn? Too hurt to cook a big fat chicken?”


    “Shut the hell!” dys cussed but didn’t move forward.


    “It’s just a question, girl. Are you obsessed with me?” I joked.


    I wanted her to re up and say somethings to me, tell me Luciano isn’t dead, tell me he’s fine and okay, I wanted her to spill a lot of things.


    dys wore a self-assured smirk, refusing to be offended, her lips curling into a sly smile.


    “Oh. I understand, Tiffany. And the reason why Ie to see you always; I couldn’t resist the opportunity to check in on you. After all, we have amon interest, don’t we?”


    I frowned, my brow furrowing in confusion.


    “Amon interest? I don’t understand. What do you mean?” I asked, my voiceced with apprehension.


    dys leaned against the doorframe like a whore, her eyes glinting with a dangerous glimmer.N?velDrama.Org exclusive content.


    “I want my ce back, Tiffany,” dys stated matter-of-factly and sounding like a murderer who wasn’t in anyway remorseful. “I am the talk of the school now, my name, so irritably said, is on the lips of everyone because of you!”


    “You also wronged me, dys. You started this whole mess, not me, you did!” I gave all my bottled up rage to say that and it hurts.


    dys ignored me and continued. “With the attention that video is getting, Zino will undoubtedly see it, and he’lle running back, demanding his rightful territory, including his kids. You and your dead, blown up brother, that you killed.”


    My heart skipped a beat as the name hung in the air. Panic surged through me making the food on the te seem even less appealing. My greatest fear is father knowing about what led to Luciano’s death, the whole sex issue, the video and everything. Biting my lip, I looked at dys and mustered the courage to ask, “Why are you so obsessed with me, dys? What have I ever done to warrant this animosity? Why, in the first ce did you post my pictures?”


    dys chuckled darkly, her voice dripping with scorn. “Tiffany, darling, to be very honest with you, this has never been about you. You are just an unfortunate obstacle in my path, and a gateway to gain what I truly desired. Once I have the information I need, I will negotiate with Zino and reim some of the properties myte parents owned. Power and control, my dear. That’s what this is about, it was stolen from me.”


    My eyes widened at dys’s audacity. The gravity of the situation began to sink in. This was unbelievably evil. “I hope you rot in hell, dys. Your greed is beyond repulsive, it sickens me! You could kill, destroy, just to get your hands on things that could burn in a twinkle of an eye.”


    dys maintained herposed demeanor, her gaze. She watched as I picked at the now tasteless food on the te and didn’t leave.


    I couldn’t help but speak again.. “Tell me, dys, are you a lesbian? Is that why you’re so obsessed with me? I need to know the real reason.”


    dys let out a chillingugh, the sound bouncing off the cold walls. “You think this is about attraction? No, Tiffany, this is about the power I see in you. You possess something that I don’t, something intangible yet desirable. And I want it for myself, I so want it.”


    Her words were so evil, I wished she ended this as soon as possible. “When do you n on killing me, dys? It’s clear you want me out of the picture so you can take what’s rightfully mine without any obstacles. But, I’d rather die in the hands of a serial killer than die in your hands.”


    dys eyes glintied. “Killing you was never part of my n. There’s something far worse I have in mind for you. I want to capture your vulnerabilities, your fears, and expose them to the world. I want to watch you crumble under the weight of your own lies, I want you to weep, till you weep blood.”


    Her words sliced through my heart like dagger stabs.. “Well, dys, you won’t get the satisfaction. I won’t allow you to break me, but you can have me.” I was moving closer to her, moving seductively, I stopped and she came very close. I didn’t waste time, I spat on her. The next that followed was her scream.


    Myughter filled the room and dys turned to say something else. “I need something I can post online to humiliate you and I will get it.” With that, she left the room, leaving me to gather my strength.