Capo Dei Capi (Secrets of the Famiglia Part 1)

"Marco. I wasn't expecting you so soon. You couldn't wait 'till later?" I kiss my sister on her cheek. Grinning as I stand in the foyer of the white Victorian-style home. It's a suburban housewife dream. And a sick joke of my sisters.

Anya picked it out because it was identical to most of the homes secured behind this gated community.

"I know you weren't going. I was shocked; you even made an appearance at the funeral. Did you manage to shed a tear or two?"

"Very funny, I loved Ren, in my own way." I ignore her glaring gaze, but I can't ignore the bright yellow dress she is wearing.

"We all did," I correct her, "What the fuck are you wearing?"

"What the fuck are you doing at my house?" She questions me back, already knowing the answer.

I roll my eyes, "I'm not going to the reception, where's Mischa?"

Anya's eyes remind me of my father when her face gets pinched, but the rest is just like my mother.

I'm the only one of us that got my mother's eyes.

"Looking for a yellow dress, we were going to play dollhouse." She answers with a sneer.

I smile but say nothing when her eyes arch as if to say 'Comment, and I will slap you,'

"Is Deno going to do your duties again?"

"Yes, Leonardo and Deno would be just fine on their own."

"Leonardo will be drunk before he even gets to the house, and dad will keep a wide birth as usual. Deno will probably spend his time warding off wandering hands. Yeah, I think you right." Her sarcasm is warranted but still not wanted.

from upstairs, and I step inside, my smile

way as I hear those little feet hit the staircase.

say as

whiff of her watermelon scented black hair envelops my senses. Big black marble eyes and cute

small hands on my cheeks and

like her mother. No one

and I make ice-cream."

me of her

could someone want to

can I allow anyone to harm

not protect her? My

first day I walked into that hospital with Deno and

an oath to protect her, no matter

You want to do something with Papa?" Anya

shop, and ice-cream, chippies, picnic and, and

her

go put your shoes on and bring a jacket; maybe we can do ice-cream first." I put her down and watch her rush up

got little

staying here, but Anya is the only one besides Deno and myself who could keep

it that way. I raised her to be shy and not talk to strangers. I, rather, she turns out to be a stuck-up princess

word about

find him eventually." I don't mention anything about her 'extramural' activities, or the fact Amariya is missing

to remember that growing up. I know she's up to something, and I'm going to find out

He isn't taking Lorenzo's death well. You need to keep your eye on him, he is our family." My

virgin, 26- year-old sister, never married, but piss