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.”

cupboard and pull out the chocolate.

up and walks around the counter

not mean that I just forgot about her, Deno named his fucking club after her. We have searched

is she?” I slam the chocolate in his chest and he holds my wrist, holding

pull my hand away

me that, you have no right. You chose

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

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

“You honestly believe

“Please, Marco, don’t.”

His mouth descends on mine and one day I will question the sanity behind this moment, someday I would look back and pray it finally

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

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

he stands there looking like a man lost but

you.” I should storm out,

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 that belongs to him.

been awfully quiet since lunch, is everything alright?” Guilia asks

cold,

her name,”

my view, she is wearing a jacket and I know somewhere in the back

widen and she grabs my arm moving

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