Union Of Death (Secrets of The Famiglia Part 2)

“I have never seen you at any of the Gala’s Aliyana. Thought a young woman like yourself will be on the prowl for a dashing man.” We are sitting in the lounge area, eating breakfast, the men are getting ready to leave beside Marco.

Yesterday was eventful and I have no idea what happened after I went to bed, but whatever it was has left everyone rather on edge and quiet. To be honest a quiet breakfast is exactly what I need but Camilla has other plans when she opens her mouth.

“I thought this was a breakfast not an interrogation,” I say as I stop what I am doing and look at the woman who cannot seem to keep her opinions to herself

“Interrogation, breakfast is all the same thing we are Italian are we not,”

“Actually Camilla, if you must know I'm only half Italian, another part of me which you seem to forget is Russian and the Russians believe an interrogation is an interrogation.”

“I didn’t know that.”

“Well now you do,”

Deno walks in interrupting us by clearing his throat. Camilla has the audacity to look surprised. I don't even look at him I keep my eyes on her.

“Aliyana a quick word.”

I get up putting my half-eaten eggs on the coffee table and go to Deno,

“I see you have an enemy, which makes Camilla a problem since she happens to be close to Michel.”

“The same Michel who told me she was paying people to get information about me? Yeah, I doubt it. What can I do for the almighty Deno?”

He smiles, “I spoke to Dexter, he said he can help with our little problem. I told your father I need your help at Azure tonight and my sister said she’ll cover the evening for you. If Marco finds him before you...” He leaves the words hanging in the air and I already know what I am going to do. And Dexter did just as I asked.

“Got it.”

whatever you took yesterday in that LIBRARY, make sure you give

a world ruled by trust, we are bound by not

I can’t believe my eyes. Camilla and Guilia hug, I say nothing as

change a person? That doesn’t just happen. Dislike is like a disease,

a moment?” Camilla asks and Guilia leaves

you want now

“To say I’m sorry.”

the one you should be sorry to, my sister has a mark on her arm with your fingerprint.” If I were any other female, I would feel an ounce of forgiveness toward the woman who now is stripped of any false bravado. Only I am

him even then. After my parents died, I left America, and Marco along with it, with no intention of returning. I missed him,

know the answer to the question is strong enough as my need to understand

curious one, “Well, you don’t survive this long with a man like him without learning to adapt fast, and adapting at 8 meant giving up all of those childish dreams, including the boy I

had a crappy childhood, I’m sorry, but it doesn’t explain

but I couldn’t, so I left him in his hotel room waiting, with no intention of ever seeing him again. But faith gave us another chance, an arranged marriage through my Grandfather. A sealed deal, until death. I expected a lot of things.

at?” My shoes are silent as I

made me jealous. But it was never her,

“Know what?”

know he wanted to marry you, or that you and him were even a thing.” I am shocked and a

never a thing. AND it still doesn’t explain you paying people to find out shit about

I first arrived. I never saw you, and although I heard

basically, you

Marco, Aliyana. I’ve always

would, except today I am the one with the power suit on. What happened to the woman in the

is no

be. A firm believer of faith is something my sister is, not me. The truth is a sad point to digest, and it is