Union Of Death (Secrets of The Famiglia Part 2)

After a long lunch and the afternoon fast approaching, I head to the kitchen for a snack, not expecting Marco to be sitting there.

I turn to head right back out,

“Don’t go,” Two words I once wanted to say, two words that would have once held much more than what it means now.

“Why?”

“Please, stay,” I think about it carefully, before I turn around and see him sitting by the counter with a chair and his laptop.

“I didn’t know you wear glasses.” His eyes are covered with a thin metal frame. He looks almost sad, and I find it odd since he has everything he wants.

“Years of reading do that to a man. If you looking for the chocolate there is a Belgium one on the top cupboard behind you.”

“Thanks.”

“Aliyana,”

“Did you know my sister? Azurella?”

He is so silent, and I wonder if I were to drop a feather would I hear it.

“Yes, I did. We all knew her, and I know what you thinking.”

go to the cupboard and

don’t.” He gets up and walks around the counter and I look up at the man that

I just forgot about her, Deno named his fucking club after her. We have searched for years,

chocolate in his chest and he holds my wrist, holding my hand to

Mi Amore.” I pull my hand

that, you have no right. You chose that over me.”

as his black depths drown me, all over again. I am not weak, but now I don’t feel strong any longer.

I want to watch you throw yourself at

other hand holds on to my waist, “You honestly believe

“Please, Marco, don’t.”

Mezzosangue.” His mouth descends on mine and one day I will question the sanity behind this moment, someday I would look back and

I kiss Marco Catelli, the man who hurt me, the one who wants to kill my friend. Today, I betray my

much as it feels like it is, today I lie and sin. Today I choose

sound coming closer, my sister. I push Marco back and he stands there looking

hate you.” I should storm

him there, as I walk away without a backward glance. Only now, I don’t have anywhere else to go besides somewhere in the property. A property

is everything alright?”

quiet as I stand in the cold, watching the last of the light filter

her

to block my view, she is wearing a jacket and I know somewhere in the back of my mind

my arm moving