Capo Dei Capi (Secrets of the Famiglia Part 1)

"Thanks for dinner and entertaining, Kylie. She isn't like that. Well, not usually. Ren's death has affected more than just the ones closest to him."

"No need to thank me. Marcus Bray is a man I respect. Kylie is a lot like her father, never a dull moment."

I pull my car up to the front of her gate, signaling the soldier in the guardhouse to open up.

The place has a decent size driveway. The manicured garden and rosebushes are just how I remember it when I first came to this house. Aliyana was eight at the time. It was the first time I saw her, the next time was a memory I wish to erase.

"She's also stunning."

"Never knew you to swing both ways." I switch the car off and park in front of the stairs.

Her laugh is hypnotic, carefree, and I find myself smiling even as dark clouds blanket this moment with the memory of my brother's recent death.

"I'm not, but you already know that." Will this be like this forever, if she was mine? Would she remain lost, and stare at me as she is right now, with her hand on her mouth and that glimmer in her emerald eyes? Are her curls going to touch her ample breast like it belongs there? Would I get lost in her?

"Are you okay?" She asks me with genuine worry. I must be frowning.

"I'm fine, just got lost in thought for a moment. You should get inside, tomorrow is going to be a long day."

leaves her beauty alone for now. So easy it is to

my question without even knowing I was

the car, leaving me to watch her walk away from me.

wanted me to stay away from, and all I can think of is kissing her. All I can imagine

toward her. She doesn't turn around, so I grab

green optics, mesmerizing yet utterly darkening, gawking at me.

She lifts up her head, tilts her chin, and closes

wanting her to experience the man who's holding

tongue touches my own as she did on the night of the rooftop. Only this time, I take it and demand more as my hand wanders to her round ass and my other to her neck. I consume her exotic flavor of

until it gets to the inside, then it burns, and that burn eventually becomes your addiction. An

shoulders, her lips swollen from my kiss, her cheeks flushed from the feel of

given tests. While most of them are obvious, there

become my wife. The night is silent, the air- stagnant, and all those nightly sounds not existing. It is almost surreal, us standing here, right outside her door, where the soldiers could see our sin. This, us, now, a hellish test I have failed knowingly.

me in a wave. I watch

leave her standing on the step to get to my car. I grab the device from

I ask my soldier, dread filling

trovato dal molo signore. He's bad." Your cousin Massimo was found by the docks, sir.