“What brings you here so late? Came to check up on Guilia?” He smiles, very pleased to see us, but I know he wouldn’t be for very long.

“We here to talk to your daughter.”

“I’ll go and call her, Ilaria painted her face in cream not too long ago.”

“Actually, I’m talking about Aliyana.” And like I said, his smile drops and his calm facade transforms from father of the bride, to Consigliere of The Capo Dei Capi.

“What is it about?” Sartini questions but I see him signal Aliyana, from my prereferral vision.

“I just want to ask her a question, it shouldn’t take long,” I respond as Deno remains by my side, forever my brother. The night sky is dark, as the house fills its surrounding with lights as the many guests drown the place in noise.

“Yes, what’s the problem Papa?” Aliyana queries as she moves in to stand right next to her father. He puts his arm around her shoulder and I finally get it. His love for his one daughter, can’t be hidden because it is meant to be blossomed.

She turns her head as those eyes of hers that just 5 days ago turned molten for me as I brought her body to pleasure. Her father holds all her attention and I am a fucking bastard because I want her gaze rested on me, looking at me.

“Marco and Deno are here for a quick question.” She smiles and finally I get her green gaze to grace me with the knowledge of our secret.

“Okay, what is the question?”

Mero is, we have searched

into her face, “I haven’t

her as her father keeps his frowning face on

shrugs, smiling like she has no care in the world when

his fiance.” His words make her flinch, but

wanted to kidnap him, kill him, because of a video. I don’t blame Mero for taking his chances, you have made it

step in to keep his daughter safe. No matter how wrong it is.

is, if he shows up

comes from behind him, that fucking dress, is not a dress but a plastic she wrapped around

Gabriel, Michel and Salvatore are behind me. Deno takes a step backwards readying himself if they thing about doing

Michel is going to help let me just rest your little mind now. Read

learn your place,”

nice about that smile as she steps behind her father, slightly, “This place here? I am my

but his eyes are on me and his warning is clear.. Don’t fuck

ask Sartini because he has just drawn a line

it’s the only way

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