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

up and walks around the counter

gave in there did not mean that I just forgot about her, Deno

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

Amore.” I pull my hand away from

you have no

his black depths drown me, all over again.

to watch you throw yourself at other men?” He pushes

to my waist, “You honestly believe I

“Please, Marco, don’t.”

don’t, you breaking my heart, Mezzosangue.” His mouth descends on mine and one day I will question the sanity

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

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

sister. I push Marco back and he stands there looking like a man lost but equal

should storm

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

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

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

know her name,”

asks coming to block 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

grabs my arm