“Why can’t she stay here now? One weekend isn’t going to put her in danger.” My feet follow the tall man as he walks around my bedroom putting his shirt over his naked back.

I know what I look like, my hair is wild, my face in a tight scowl as I remain a tail on his back. It is in my DNA to be pliant, to follow the lead of a man. But this man, knows there is not a pliant bone in my body. I have shown him all of what makes me, I have given myself to him and he has accepted me.

My Grandfather had instilled in me, my route of survival in this wicked world I was born into was my ability to remain unseen unless spoken to. That was never me and the day I saw the man he was, he knew.

I knew eventually my time would come to get married, I am 29 hardly young in our world of crime and blood. In fact I am old. I should be a mother by now.

I was hoping when the time came to sacrifice my soul and body, I would at least have some choice, but my Grandfather , the last remaining piece of my father decided for me.

And right now, 6 months after I arrived in Seattle, the Catelli’s district, turf. I still don’t understand why my Grandfather chose this man. When I sat in his office all those months ago, I thought he would have chosen a Capello or Vasati. Not a Catelli, especially not the boy I once loved.

My Grandfather basically pawned me off to a Catelli. The Catelli are known for their ruthless control of what they deem as theirs. They are one of the most powerful families in America, controlling most of the North, and part of the South.

own right and feared, he was after all the Capo Dei Capi

who married me, the man I am currently

won’t you even reply me? A simple

says as he gets his watch off my white night stand next to the bed and though I want to be angry at

he is a man I have come to love deeply in these last 6 months. More than the boy

spins around sensing my body heat, his dark

come around my body as his shadowed cheeks stretch into

have it with him. Marco believes it is temporary and

we have your Grandfather off our backs and stuff with Lucca out of the way we will all be a

I hear he is getting hired by Sartini Capello as a soldier for his daughter.” I tell him and I don’t

reason he spends a lot of time with Sartini Capello. It isn’t my business to know these things, but sometimes I can’t help but be made aware. After all, Salvatore Moretti and Michel Moretti happen to be my cousins and

he mention which daughter?”

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