Union Of Death (Secrets of The Famiglia Part 2)

Chapter 22 (Marco)

“Why were you looking in my desk yesterday, Aliyana?” She is standing in the middle of the room looking at me like I am puzzle.

“No reason.” I am not sure what I want her to say, but honesty is not going to be her best policy if she is to get out of this unscathed.

“There is always a reason, what do you want?” She is looking at me like I am more than just the man who hurt her and I am wondering how the fuck am I going to tell her that I have turned against everything I believe in for her. But first I need Aliyana to willingly give me back what she took.

“Maybe a pen.”

“Don’t play coy with me, there is fucking pens everywhere in the goddamn house and you walk all the way here? Try again!” I cross my arms and stand with my legs slightly parted.

“Maybe I like that one.”

“I am done playing nice, first you go behind my back and get Salvatore to snoop in my fucking house and still rant about it to your brother. Then you decide to play fucking Nancy Drew, Talk.”

She says nothing, and Camilla actually cringes, because she knows I am pissed,

“Camilla, get Guilia AND tell Xander to round up the guards and leave. I’ll message you later.”

“Marco…” Camilla mutters,

“NOW.” I bark and she jumps rushing out of the library. I don’t miss the look she gives me.

and close the library door locking it. And then I

let’s start, again shall we?” She glares at me, “I’m not your meek

my desk, I will judge if it is wrong

tight little skirt she decided to

think about it.”

me and storms closer, “You are unreasonable right now, I told you why I was here, if you wanted no

should I have

my watch. Her green glare reminds me of

scared of me, what I want is for her to give me what

and tell me what you

looks like she might refuse, but something must come over her when

will scream, Matteo will hear, I have a loud

is all I take for her to realize how close she already is to me. I could grab her in

left this morning to attend some business and

had no right sending him

and you know it, what you also know is you aren’t

doesn’t belong to

it’s in my house, it very well fucking belongs to me,” I walk closer to

what else belongs to me,

two steps backwards. Not quite what I want but

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