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

his shirt. Standing in his Penthouse, just by the door, I look at my future husband. As sorry as I am

now isn't

Why marry me? I'm

things,

“But why, answer me.”

at me, this is the first time I can actually say that Marco Catelli scares me. I am not frightened for myself, but for the ones who have put that look in his eyes. He suffers

me to tell you Aliyana? You are a problem I

in after him and that is when I see it. On the wall, taking up a good piece in the centre, is a picture in black and

looking at the one behind the camera

hand on the

you will sentence me to a life with you? A man in

here! Look at

looking at you since that roof,

say anything else just takes a sip of his

can keep an eye on me, I would rather you

wish he didn’t. “You are mine, it's my bed you will be sleeping in and believe me we won't be

“I hate you.”

you will hate me more, take that as your

used that against me, you killed my sister, you killed her baby, she was fucking innocent. Don’t you see

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