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.”

and

around the counter and

there did not mean that I just forgot about

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

Amore.” I pull my

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

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

have every right; you think I had a fucking choice? You think I want to watch you throw yourself at other men?”

other hand holds on to my waist, “You

“Please, Marco, don’t.”

will question the sanity behind this moment, someday I would look back and

betray my soul, my sister, my friends and my father as Marco

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

looking like a man lost but equal parts hungry, his chest rising and falling and

storm out, but I

leave 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.

quiet since lunch, is

I stand in the cold, watching the last of the

know her name,” I

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

widen and she grabs my arm