Union Of Death (Secrets of The Famiglia Part 2)

Aliyana

I leave straight away and head to my future husband, Marco Catelli.

I arrive at his Penthouse on the outskirts of Washington DC. It is funny that I know exactly where he lives without even coming here.

The doorman looks at me, probably wondering what a small thing like me is doing here at nine at night.

“Marco Catelli please, tell him it's Aliyana Capello.”

The door man phones and talks to Marco and I am surprised when he ushers me to the elevator and slides his card in without a pause.

“The lift should take you right to the Penthouse Miss Capello. You have a good day.”

“Thank you.”

I get to the Penthouse and Marco is waiting for me with a scowl on his face. His short hair is in a tumbled mess.

He has a right to be dishevelled, his fiancé just died. He lost his father and watched his brother become head of the Famiglia in one month. And made his first big decision since his own rise in power. Me

Penthouse, just by the door, I look at my future husband. As sorry as I am for his loss, if I

Aliyana, now isn't

marry me? I'm not right

things, Aliyana, love is not one

“But why, answer me.”

say that Marco Catelli scares me. I am not frightened for myself, but for the ones who have put that

want me to tell you Aliyana? You are a problem I can’t just get rid

a good piece in

on the table, looking at the one behind the camera as if he, is the sole purpose of her existence. Is that

forlorn as he slouches. A hand on the brick bare wall, as the fireplace he is standing in front of with the brandy filled

me to a life with you? A man in

at me!” I scream at him.

I have been looking at you

takes a sip

I won’t marry you just so you can keep an eye on me, I

“You are mine, it's my bed you will be sleeping in and believe

“I hate you.”

in time you will hate me more, take that as your

any woman. I am not even a full Italian. What have I ever done to you? We shared something, I was honest with you and you used that against me, you killed my sister, you killed her baby, she was fucking innocent. Don’t you see how you ruin everything you touch?” I turn around, my back to him. I can’t look at Marco now. My first kiss, my first love, my biggest regret. This is the part where I should cry, but my anger won’t