Union Of Death (Secrets of The Famiglia Part 2)

Chapter 46 (Aliyana)

A message pings on my phone and I slip it out as I poke my finger on the elevator button.

Marco: In one month from now you will marry me, Aliyana. I suggest you use that time to get used to the idea.

I want to walk back there and punch his face. But I don’t. My father’s words ring in my ears. I know the extent of his crimes, and I know I am overpowered. In one months time I would marry Marco Catelli.

Xander and Salvatore come to fetch me, my father must have told him where I am.

I jump into the Bentley, my heart racing at how my life has turned. I am cursed because I committed a sin the day my lips touched Marco Catelli, and I dug it deeper when I walked into that library and gave him my body, only to leave when I did. A man I once loved.

We both did.

“We need to meet with Aleksie tonight,” Salvatore says from the front.

“Is that pair of clothes still in the boot?”

“Yes Miss Capello.”

the people walk by, doing their thing, clueless of the bloodshed that will soon be spilled.

was once the man I

only fair I take from him too. An eye for an eye.

Moretti and I don’t regret a

anything. I wonder what he thought of the color white. Did he think it was a sign of purity? Or did

podium, with this man across from me, I would have been smiling, similar to the way I am now. The white dress hugging my body then a

comfortable, wrapped in genuine joy, because then I loved him. At that stage in my life, he was my world and I would have laid myself on the floor where he walked with his blood-stained soles. And I would have done it naked, ready to bare myself to this one man with

threat that now lurks outside

scene once had the potential to be the perfect imagery of a great folklore tale where the devil married his angel. But I am not

for honesty, I should also point out that this man is not the devil. The devil was once an angel. Marco Catelli has never known a day of what it feels

only greatness in this entire Church is my hate for this one

union are old and might think Marco’s hand over mine means he loves me. But I assure you, love is not the case of point. He is squashing my hand, his cynical eyes are stabbing me to death, over and over again. Marco Catelli is

of Death. Marco isn’t marrying me for the life he claims to breed with me in the foreseeable future. He is marrying me to avenge the one he has already claimed as his own. He is slipping this ring on

Catelli’s only obsession is feeding his addiction to power. It has blinded him to the

the mouse he was so in love with. Camilla Moretti was foolish and whatever led her to her untimely death was her own doing. She wanted to play a game with the wrong

as evil and cunning as Marco’s biggest

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