Union Of Death (Secrets of The Famiglia Part 2)

“Mercer Island has its beauty, but it’s fuckin’ cold.” Filippo murmurs, looking out to the water.

“Want some?” Deno asks extending the joint they decided to smoke.

Xander looks at me from the top part of the boat, where he is sitting with Marco and Camilla laughing about something. I had to give the guy credit when he tried to sit next to me. However, Filippo and Gabriel beat him to the punch. They more like pushed him away. I drop my gaze from his when Marco catches me staring and Camilla whisper’s something in his ear.

“Guilia was just telling me your art is getting Exhibited in a few months.” Leonardo yells from the bottom of the boat, where Guilia, him and Mischa are sitting.

“I am, Gabriel is going to be my male model,” I say back as Gabriel grabs me by the waist and starts tickling me and I scream when Filippo joins.

We ride on the boat for another hour before we hit shoreline and Guilia, Camilla, Mischa and myself rush to the house while the men stay behind.

“Oh my gosh, it is so freaking cold. I need a hot bath and thick piece of that chocolate cake, Liya.”

“Cake? Your skin needs to be clear before the wedding. You already have a few zits around your chin,” Camilla says as Mischa runs to the bathroom.

“Zits go away, and their marriage is arranged. It isn’t like Leonardo can call off the wedding if he wanted to. And I doubt he’d want that,” I wink at my sister as she drops her gaze, saying nothing. I am not sure if it’s because she still thinks I have feelings for him or the truth behind my words.

“Maybe but it would decide whether she remains the only one. We live in a world where a man is king and we are peasants,” Camilla argues as we walk toward the stairs leading to the rooms.

is as important to her husband as the children she’ll give him,”

“Male children.” Camilla corrects.

female one he has,” I interject, diminishing what she says. Something about it

as much as any of our men do, if

right, Liya.” Guilia adds as we get

happy I get to choose the man who would be my husband. I will add gender discrimination to the

not

of it. The guy and

in a few decades,” Camilla winks and Guilia giggles when I

overly exaggerated in its glory, like it is fit for a queen. Guilia’s room is not this big and I asked her why, but she dropped her face and smiled saying

is cold, so I throw the towel

with

as he begins walking closer and my bedroom door

wise to turn and move fast to the

Guilia rushes into the room and helps me up as I still laugh a bit. I do well to keep my eyes off

And why are you laughing so

trying to take off my pants, I thought it was funny. What are you