Capo Dei Capi (Secrets of the Famiglia Part 1)

Chapter 1 (Aliyana)

There is hope in all of us. A small glimmer of it even in the evilest of villains to walk the earth.

And love, oh love, a human emotion that is reckless, wild, and free as it paints you into the promise of its false truth, that is our fail switch.

Then there is humanity, one emotion that is weak - the reason we fall so far, we become blinded. Well, at least that is what my papa says.

We sacrifice so much for it; in the end, we are a mirror of our suicide.

I, Aliyana Capello, am not immune to the dealings of the heart when it comes to one man.

I am as vulnerable as if I have already slit my own throat.

“He is so handsome,” I say, staring at the guy walking in front of my sister and me.

Leonardo Catelli, third son of our Capo, Marcello Catelli.

Today is a special day for the Famiglia. Marco and Deno Catelli will be choosing their brides. The future heirs of the Famiglia.

“Gli sciocchi si innamorano Liya.” Fools fall in love Liya.

“Sono una sciocca in amore,” I am a fool in love, I inform my eldest sister as we walk to the back of the hall, to drop off the last batch of biscuits my stepmother made for this evening's dinner.

Neither of us complained when we were tasked with the 50-minute drive there and back. Any chance to get out of the house. One of the rare occasions we get to just be.

Guilia laughs, her black hair shaking as she tries with no reprieve to silence her loud display of emotion.

I don’t understand why she bothers. She is loud, so what?

My stepmother has tried for years to tame Guilia, but her mother, my papa's first wife, was a free spirit.

She died not long after giving birth to Guilia.

darkness. My papa told me that he liked Guilia and Filippo's mothers'

mother, my sister would never get to choose

the joy of a kiss with her first crush.

that will grow, and

yet, still looks right past

eyes make me want to laugh as the hollow feeling of want

sister will face in the wake of her marriage. The closest thing she'd ever get to a romance would be through my attempts, even if it is

time comes, I will eventually make him

the time comes, you’d be grey, and

“Hahaha, very funny.”

Papa has given you the option to choose. I say you snatch Leonardo up before

need to be more logical in my choice.

half Russian Guilia," My nonchalant words have her rolling her eyes, as she shuffles one of the coconut

my shoulders and looks at my short form, giving

who is educated. Any man would be happy to

Guilia drops her hold on me and begins arranging the four

grin brightens my face as the man walks closer to us, not paying my sister's ringing phone any heed. The stainless-steel equipment and light tan

every way that says he is not

my brown-haired, grey-eyed,

you know your day just got a fuck load better. He exudes confidence, screaming to the world

blue jeans are filled with holes that show his bare knees every time he bends his leg. A white shirt hangs loosely around his torso but sits well on his waist, revealing his toned,

in a few years isn't hidden by his tee that sits tight around the top

I want to snort, but I refrain. Ren's prominent Italian features are robust to his bloodline compared to his brother, Leonardo, who is the split image of his grandmother. But where Leonardo dresses the part, with suits and shiny shoes, Ren's dress-code is college good-boy. A complete opposite until his mouth turns up into a lopsided

Ren is a true Italian man, just without the

I throw myself in his arms when

I look behind him as he hugs me back, lifting me up a bit. An easy accomplishment, considering my

the ground, and I take a step back as he

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