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.

then I walk to the only camera I keep hidden on the bookshelf and shut

“I’m not your meek wife, I

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

and place it on the brown leather chair and 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

fucking think about

unreasonable right now, I told you why I was here,

the fuck should

nostrils flare, as she sees me take off my watch. Her green

I don’t want her to be scared of me, what I

crap Mezzosangue and tell

but something must come

will scream, Matteo will hear, I have a loud voice.” Shaking my

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

some business and make sure Salvatore gets

no right sending

know it, what you also know is you aren’t leaving here

belong to

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

know what else belongs to

She walks two steps backwards. Not quite what I

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