S*x With My Mafia Stepbrother
Chapter 16

I wasn't sure what was worse between my hairstyle or the jacket. Having to wear the same Jacket or cold and rough hair!

I wouldn't go to school on this hairstyle neither will I pick such an outfit on my own.

"Damn it," I cussed and turned my attention to the outfit on the bed.

I needed to play my cards well and that includes acting like everything is okay. This a*****e might just be such or maybe a psychopath.

I'm sure I'm doing a very good at this because no one seems to notice how crazy I've been and how I'm so close to ending this shit.

There was no way I was going to go into school looking like this. I turned to pick out another dress from the wardrobe and just settled for a g I dropped the dress on the bed and quickly huffed my hair behind my ear.

I grabbed my bag to pack it and Luciano walked in.

"Are you good?" He asked.

I wish I could ignore that but Luciano would make a scene and I didn't want that. I gave a small nod and continued arranging my bag pack. "You could do away with that hairstyle, you know? You look like shit."

I swallowed hard and ignored him for the third time in a row.

"I'm waiting outside the door," he finally said and grabbed the keys from the table beside him. "Meet me in five minutes."

He walked out and I sighed. I looked at the mirror and a loud sigh escaped my lips.

I fucking hate everything and I was so done with pretending.

I wore the dress and grabbed the brush. I packed my hair in a ponytail and used a ribbon to hold it up

I cleaned my face with a wipe and applied gloss to my lip.

"Tiff!!! Common, you're going to be late on your fucking first day."

Fuck, it isn't even five minutes yet.

"Screw you! I'm coming!"

The ride to school was better than I expected. Luciano shut his mouth through out the ride and trust me, am glad he did.

My jaw dropped a bit when we got to the school. I mean- I know I've been here a couple of times to process my admission but I've never see

Heads turned towards us but that was expected. The Luxurious car we drove in was enough to make everyone stare blankly at us while trying

"This way," Luciano said behind me and I gave a nod. I followed his steps and we got into the hallway.

I felt like pausing to glance at everyone who walked past me but I was so overwrought.

"Hi!" A lady said as we approached her table. "How can I help you?"

"Just here to pick the syllabus," he told her.

"Okay, ID?"

"All here," Luciano responded and handed it to her.

She gave him a paper and I frowned.