Union Of Death (Secrets of The Famiglia Part 2)

By then you are finally free to feel and to purge all that anger, hate, pain and love out. It is only once you have finally stopped and understood that life isn’t about what other people want. It is about you, what you want, who you want and I don’t want a man who chooses someone over me.

I want a lover who is unafraid of reason, who stands tall in those things that don’t make sense and who isn’t scared away by the thought of loving me. And I deserve that feeling of completeness.

And right now, that lover is me.

“I say we ditch the whole formal vibe and do a retro theme. Ky would love it, you can get that girl Diane to organize it.”

“I’m not feeling Retro. When I agreed to this Ky, said small. Now, I’m sensing big.”

“True, but we not havin’ the party just for you, your birthday is just an excuse to have a party, things are pretty boring recently.”

“If we are going for Retro we should have it at Cristen, the place looks akin to a 60’s club.” My new favorite place.

When Deno and Marco asked us to frequent the place, I admit I was lost and didn’t know what to believe.

Whether I could trust the Misfits, I’m still not sure. Nobody wants to admit when the people who are supposed to be our most trusted allies turn out to be strangers. Even when the answers are staring you right in the face.

But a few months ago, that all changed when I had to face facts. If Romero, Michel or Gabriel killed Ren, what was the reason and did it mean that I would be next? We all learned to fight together, shoot, aim and leave no fingerprints unless you are framing someone. Everything we have done up until this point has been all of us.

However, I learned a bit more than them when it came to smelling a rat. It was something my father instilled in me from a young age. Because it might just save my ass one day.

And since I started frequenting Cristen, I smelled a big rat, every time I stepped foot in that place.

“How much longer? If I am going to be stuck like this for another half-hour at least give me darn chocolate or somethin’,” Diamond whines from the deck. Her hair drapes down her back like a golden satin cloth.

“I can HEAR you nagging like a banshee all the way from the kitchen. I brought your darn chocolate,” Kylie walks into the backyard, wearing a yellow and blue bikini that does wonders for her breasts.

cup size bigger than I remember it. Her body is tall, but where Diamond is a barely-there 17-year-old girl still growing into her womanhood, Kylie Bray

shape. Her breasts are small but full, and her long legs that are currently shining and dark shoulder-length hair that drowns in health brings

alcohol than it does anything

add some zing to your ming, Liya, I don’t know what will. And stop staring at my

pink as my own laugh comes out in a soft giggle.

paint on the floor as I put it down and Diamond

hour and you turn gay,” Deno walks to the backyard from the side of the house. His cream chino’s and lose shirt is not the attire I

puts the tray down on the side table near Diamond

offerin’ another woman a feel of

the bait walks closer toward us, “And does this ‘thing’ extend to say, a man

laughs louder, teasing “Yeah, Ky-Ky, does it

shocked and I can’t take my poor friend lost for words as her big brown eyes remain in a frozen state.

as he walks in. It is laughable how small the world actually is. The guy is

Kylie insists is straight

gaze and scratches his neck before slipping his hands into his slacks. The entire pose is chilled and

were having a private moment. Now you

leave, Marco just called, said it was an asap,” Vincent says the one word I don’t like to hear. I am not sure whether it is his warning tone or the fact that it is only 11 in the morning. But the hidden meaning behind his words has my shackles on high alert. Something is going

ladies, let us get to it.” Deno walks over to my messy designated work area and gives me

see it and turns to leave, but stops, “Before I go, your sister is having dinner at the Manor TOMORROW evening and has decided to stay the weekend. Illaria and Natasha don’t get along, so we decided to skip

momma wants Diamond and I to haul ass to Liston from the

I said Hi if she decides to join you

I highly doubt I would be seeing Sienna. That girl got a lot of explaining to do once she decides to show her face. You take care now. Bye Vincent.” I don’t say a thing when the octave of her voice drops as emotions clog her

walks so fast as if he can’t stand another minute