Pov: BiancaWith a LOT of difficulty, I was able to convince Andre to let me spend the evening with Inés and Delilah.I refused to let him see me in my dress before the party. Something about it was considered bad luck in a relationship and I didn't want to risk it.We were currently in Inés' penthouse, preparing for the party and having a little much needed girl time."I'll admit, I've never seen Andre this affectionate with another woman since... Well, since our mama." Inés admitted, her face sobering up a little."Tell me about it," Delilah chirped. She was sitting cross legged in the middle of Inés' huge queen sized bed in only her pyjamas, hogging an entire tub of ice cream. "He wanted to bathe you and feed you and keep you. He wouldn't let anyone near you. Why do I find that sweet and romantic and not possessive and scary?"I rolled my eyes, trying to fight the fact that I was blushing hard.I was well and truly gone. I used to believe that Made Men had no hearts. That they coul
Pov: BiancaI nodded gratefully. Turning to Delilah, I smiled carefully at her. "I'm sorry if all of this came as a shock. I never wanted to include you into this life but you're dating Leon now and I'm guessing he told you everything.""He told me enough and I made my choice, Bianca. I went into this with my head and my heart. After you got hurt and Leon told me everything, I knew there was no going back."I smiled at her, "at least I have you here with me. Can you imagine how boring it would have been if I didn't?""You have Inés.""Inés isn't you. I love Inés but I'm glad you're here with me."Her face softened into a watery smile, "oh, kotek," she sniffed, pulling me into a hug.It was a short and graceful ride to the DiMarco mansion and guards were all around the place with their guns and ear pieces out as well as fancy dressed criminals I'm sure with even more guns and weapons under all that cashmere and silk.Andre wasn't taking any chances. The walls, the roofs, the gates, beh
Pov: Bianca"Here, hold my wine," I shoved my wine glass into Delilah's waiting hands."Uh... Bia? Promise you won't do anything stupid," she leaned in to whisper, "the president is here."The president could suck my dick. I turned to Delilah with a straight fucking face, "when have I ever done anything stupid in posh public?"Delilah brightened up with an answer."Don't answer that!" I snapped. To Inés, I asked, "please tell me you didn't invite her?"Inés raised her hands in surrender, "what? Don't bring me into this. I never invited her. Andre cut ties with the Caruso family, remember? I have no idea what she's even doing here, maybe papa invited them or-" she suddenly froze.My eyes widened as realization hit me hard in the gut."Lucas." We both said at the same time.First, he insisted on Delilah coming and now, he's probably behind Andre's nasty ex showing up.My eyes narrowed as I searched the entire room for Lucas and sure as hell, I saw him standing in the shadows like a vil
Pov: BiancaHer smile dropped the moment we were a distance away from Andre and her hateful expression shone true. "You're never going be half the woman I was to him," she said vehemently.I sighed and rolled my eyes.And so her true nature unfolds.I turned and looked at her dryly. "I don't doubt that."Her cat eyes narrowed suspiciously at me. "When they said Andre was fucking his trailer trash of a step sister, I didn't believe them. You're really not all that. Seeing you with my own eyes makes me want to gag."I turned and gaped at her, genuinely shocked.Wow. It's like I'm the center of everyone's gossip around here. Don't these people have anything better to do?"In my humble opinion," I placed an earnest hand on my chest and looked at her with a mock, honest expression on my face, "I don't give a flying fuck."Besides, I'd pick trailer trash over fake bitch any day.She frowned at me like she didn't expect I'd talk back. She really had a pretty face and looked like an alluring
Pov: BiancaMy chest felt like it was going to explode. I couldn't stop even if I wanted to. The words tumbled out of my heart and mouth like a waterfall."You get to be the high and mighty Don. The one everyone cowers from and respects, and I get to be talked and gossipped about and treated like nothing more than a whore and a sex object as long as I'm associated with you!"I didn't know where the rumours stemmed from, how the truth even came out but everyone now knows that Andre and I are lovers and my worst fear is becoming a reality;Being seen as nothing but a whore. Nothing but an accessory to another man. A woman whose identity depended slowly on a man. Who was not in control of her image or the fucking titles attached to her name. I was on the lips on all of these people and to them, I was nothing but a fuckable face. Andre's whore.This is so disrespectful to my childhood self that vowed never to let this happen. I never even saw it coming.I hated the person I have become. T
Pov: BiancaAndre called to have a new set of clothes brought to his office for the both of us because Natalia had ruined my clothes and I had ruined his. After freshening up in the en-suite adjoining the office, (and a quickie in the shower) we dressed up together and I did my best to fix my hair and makeup before we went back downstairs.Any awkwardness I thought had dissipated was clearly all in my head because people wouldn't stop fucking staring at me. To his credit, Andre stayed by my side and refused to leave me, probably because the last thing he wanted was me going on a cat fight rampage throughout the entire hall.There was no sign of my mama and Emilio and I could only hope that they had not been present when the fight took place."I can't believe you did that, Bia!" Delilah said, rushing to me and Andre with Inés, Leon and Creed trailing behind her.I popped a tater tot in my mouth and shrugged. "Can't shame the shameless.""She's not as shocked as she lets on. They were
Pov: BiancaAndre needed to hear no more. He raised his index finger, silencing her.To Leon, he asked, "did you know about this?"Leon swallowed. He bowed his head in guilt, refusing Andre a response.Andre worked his jaw, trying to contain his rage.I watched in horror as he dropped his hand, giving a silent order and two of his men closed in on Delilah, each of them, taking her shoulders."Come with us, Nowak." They said, monotonously."No. Wait, what are you doing?!" I asked them. "She's not Nowak, her name is Delilah. Tell them, Andre!" I swivelled around to plead desperately with him. "Tell them that they can't take her." I whispered, my eyes imploring his.He narrowed his eyes at me. "Stay out of this, Bianca," he said gruffly as his men started to drag her away.Leon grabbed Andre's shoulder, "you can't do this, man. She's not the enemy."The gaze in Andre's eyes was nothing short of deadly and murderous. "Did you just tell me what to do, Leon?""She's my girlfriend, Andre. I
Pov: AndreI was sitting at the edge of the desk, playing with a switch knife, flicking the blade open and pushing it back in, as I considered what to do, weighing my options.I couldn't think of one that didn't end up with Bianca leaving me at the end of tonight. Every time I looked at Delilah, just for having Grigori's surname, just for having his blood flowing in her in her veins, I wanted to fucking do to her what her father had his men do to Bianca.I couldn't be sure that she was truly innocent, there was no way Grigori would have kept his child seperate from the mafia with the kind of enemies he has.Yet, here she was.He had let her venture into the den of lions, he had let her interact with his enemies and befriend the stepsister of his biggest enemy. She had fucking attended our party and was dating my consigliere.She was either a very stupid girl or she was a very gifted spy.That left me with two options. Either Delilah was truly innocent and I was reading too much into t