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.

close the library door locking it. And then I walk to the only camera I keep hidden on the bookshelf

let’s start, again shall we?” She glares at me, “I’m not your meek wife, I told you I did nothing

house, my desk, I will judge if it is wrong or not. AND I don’t have a wife.”

slowly remove my cufflinks, watching her in that fucking skin tight little skirt she decided to wear today, barefoot. My sleeves are rolled up as Aliyana’s eyes flick to the door and back to

even fucking think about it.”

unreasonable right now, I told you why I was here, if you wanted no one in the

the fuck should I have to lock the

off my watch. Her green glare reminds me of a poisonous snake, waiting for its

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

the crap Mezzosangue and tell

she might refuse, but something must come over

hear, I have a

to realize how close she already

attend some business and make sure Salvatore gets

had no right sending

you also know is you aren’t leaving here until

belong to

well fucking belongs to me,” I walk closer

what else belongs

as hell isn’t me,” She walks two steps backwards. Not

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