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.”

the cupboard and

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

and that speech I gave in there did not mean that I just forgot about her, Deno named his fucking club after her. We

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

pull my hand

no right.

his black depths drown me, all over again. I am not weak, but

I had a fucking choice? You think I want to watch you throw yourself at other men?” He pushes me toward the fridge door, away from

to my waist, “You honestly believe I chose to let

“Please, Marco, don’t.”

I will question the sanity behind this moment, someday I would look back and pray it finally made

hurt me, the one who wants to kill my friend. Today, I betray my soul, my sister, my friends and my father as Marco lifts my body, and his

Catelli and he consumes me yet again. Only this time he is not mine and I know as much as it feels like it is, today I lie and sin. Today I choose lust of loyalty. And I don’t regret it one single bit, as he takes his other hand and holds onto my breast, grinding his hard length against my heated

and he stands there looking like a man lost but equal parts hungry, his chest rising and falling and I

hate you.” I should storm out,

Only now, I don’t have anywhere else

since lunch, is everything

as I stand in the cold, watching the last of the

know her name,”

my view, she is wearing a jacket and I know somewhere in the back of my mind it is freezing but I just don’t feel

widen and she grabs my arm moving me further away