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 pull out the chocolate.

gets up and walks around the counter and I look up

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

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

Amore.” I pull my hand away from

call me that, you have no right. You chose that

again.

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 and preying eyes.

other hand holds on to my waist, “You honestly believe I chose to let you

“Please, Marco, don’t.”

descends on mine and one day I will question the sanity

my friend. Today, I betray my soul, my sister, my friends and my father as Marco lifts my body, and his hands grab onto

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

Marco back and he stands there looking like a man lost but

I should storm out, but I don’t.

backward glance. Only now, I don’t have anywhere else to go besides somewhere in the

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

quiet as I stand in the cold,

her name,”

coming to block my view, she is wearing a jacket and I know somewhere in

widen and she grabs my arm moving me further away from the