Union Of Death (Secrets of The Famiglia Part 2)

Chapter 11 (Aliyana)

“Would you like me to take your warm clothes out?”

“Yes, and a bra and panty too. What did you tell Papa you were doing?”

“I didn’t say anything, Miss Capello, your father got some news about one of his shipments, seems like there is still someone killing the Catelli’s soldiers.”

“Any idea who it is?” I ask him as he goes about getting my clothes ready and I hop into the bathtub, soaking up the heat that scorches my elbows.

“No, I think Deno is working on that. I’ll let you know if I hear anything.”

“Your cousin seems nice,” I say to him as he brings my clothes to the bath area.

His stare is harsh, as he scowls at my naked flesh under the water.

“She is nice to your face, but remember she still sees you as a minor. She has yet to know you are the root to a rose with deadly thorns.”

My skin flushes and I turn my back to his wandering gaze. That was enough torture for today. Because that is what it is to him, torture.

“Salvatore.”

“Yes, Miss Capello?”

“Have you always chosen God over everything else?”

“Yes. Though I must admit Miss Capello, you tempt me at times.”

“But doesn’t that make your faith stronger?”

“I, I, yes, it does.”

“What would you do with your freedom if it were granted?” I ask him for the seventeenth time since he told me about his Catholic upbringing.

“I would be a priest, and serve God until my last breath.”

answer 17 times,” I

you asked me the same

body and like the good man he is, he holds a

is really an answer or more of a confession,” His jaw tightens but

towel and change into the black track pants and long winter vest, saying nothing to the

patting the other side. Salvatore is my little slice of heaven and I am his temptation to hell. While he is a made-man, he killed once, a long time ago, by mistake and has never killed since. He is loyal, beastly

it. Do you have it on your phone?” I ask him,

the bag from underneath the bed and I wait

begins playing and I watch the familiar

“Who is that?”

don’t know,” Something catches my

“Is that...?”

“Yes, Mero,”

he said he was going

minutes go by before he walks back out

the outside where the hooded figure is jumping into the car with Mero, just as Jack Creston walks out. It isn’t long when a group of men covered in black grab him

and take in all that

asks and that is the big question. Am I? What was Mero thinking? Was

yourself hidden. I hear Mero and Michel are downstairs. Find out where Mero is sleeping and check if he brought anything with him. He is sentimental and untrusting, which means whatever could implicate him would be on him. He won’t stay on the property,

to him?” Salvatore asks the question I don’t

to the wolves, but he is my friend, I can’t just sentence him to death

Deno would want

the place. He mentioned something about kidnapping Dylan Creston, and me helping with that. Talking about helping, it is safe to say Gabriel is innocent which means we

Gabriel is

I question Salvatore, as I take in the cream walls, and brown wooden dresser

notice this room seems

DeMarco’s lived here, many years back. This room belonged to Berenice Antonella DeMarco, wife of the first Godfather in America,

smile, “Serious? And I get to

his scar stretches, as his face transforms into a carefree version of himself, “Yes, he loved his wife so much that he kept her here in this manor locked away for only his eyes alone, and if you go to the library downstairs, there is a desk with a hidden compartment. My mama said his journal still is hidden in that desk,

writing about her?” I find the story hard to believe, but Salvatore always knows something about someone, which is why I think Deno gave him to me. A Holy man for his brother’s unholy

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