Arranged to Diablo Duraturo

Sienna:“This marriage depends on a lot, Sienna.” My father said, walking me down the aisle. And though most of the guests were watching us, my father didn’t care as he spoke. He simply kept his smile on his face as he spoke.“Is that why you are sending me a bride, and rather than telling me that I look beautiful, you are mostly scolding me.” I said, keeping my eyes on the man that is to be my husband. Diablo Duraturo. The man who I am entitled to marry simply for an alliance.“You are well aware of your beauty, but what you fail to understand that we are not sending you as a bride. You are going to be protecting your family with your marriage. And nevertheless, you are still entering the enemy’s den. You will be my eyes and ears, and when the time comes, you are to leave.” He said, smiling at the guests that were around.My face was covered with a white veil. I have to admit, I didn’t want to wear it at first, I was glad that I did.Diablo looked at me before taking my hand in his a

Sienna:“Do not forget what you’ve been told,” my father reminded me as the song reached its ending.“This is the fifth time that you have said that this evening, father.” I said, making him frown. He didn’t like being talked back to.“And I will say it a thousand others if it is what is required to remind you of your duties toward our family.” He said, taking a step back from just as the song ended. I stood in the center of the dance floor, by myself.I looked away from our guests, some were eyeing me carefully, but I chose to put on the best smile that I could. I was no fool, this night was nothing more than a test for me, a test that I did not intend to fail.I walked toward the dressing room, ignoring the clench that I felt in my chest. I might as well get changed from this long white dress. Something a little more comfortable to walk with was going to be a whole lot better for me.“For a woman who just got married, I am surprised that I keep seeing you alone.” Lexi, my best frien

Sienna:“How the fucking hell did you manage to get drunk? Both of you just chose to be drunk on your own wedding day?” Mom asked, snapping at me. I looked at Diablo who sat on the couch beside me, looking at her as if she had grown a second head. “Not only did you miss the after party, but you also managed to miss your flight. We have been looking everywhere for you and we even thought that something happened to you!”I pinched the bridge of my nose as I tried to fight back the headache that had my head throbbing in my head. I looked away from my mother, and she raised an eyebrow at me, clearly annoyed by me.“Enough, Myla, yelling at them is not going to do you any good. They knew what they were doing, a whole bottle of champagne cannot be emptied by accident.” Luna Netania, Diablo’s mother, said, looking at mom. “The two of you are going to need to freshen up. And I am going to send you painkillers as well as glasses of water. You are going to need them to be dealing with what is t

Sienna:I read the note three times before throwing it in the bin as I fought the pain that I felt in my chest. A pain that was turning into anger. One that I knew that I had to control.“I am a damn bride! I a fucking bride who was sent to this family. I am not what you want me to be!” I muttered, looking away from the bin, scoffing as I wiped the tears that threatened to fall from my face. I couldn’t weaken, I wasn’t going to allow them to weaken me.“You will be nothing but a spy in his home. You are going to speak to him, understand him, lay with him if you have to. For the sake of your family, you are going to do this, Sienna.” Mother’s words played in my head and I couldn’t help but shake my leg as I grew anxious with each passing moment.I ran my fingers through my hair before getting up from the chair just as the door opened, revealing Diablo whose eyes met mine.“Don’t you knock?” I asked, snapping at the man. He studied my expression for a moment, noticing my anger, and I lo

Sienna:I stared at the building for a moment, frowning when I saw that we could have been inside that building when the bomb exploded and the fire started.The fact that the fire was already eating the building told me that the bomb was inside, not planted outside. Meaning, whoever had planted this thing, was inside the building.My heart raced against my ribcage, and I looked at Diablo as he walked toward the building. The man was crazy if he thought that he was going to be walking toward that place by himself. And considering the fact that no one was around him, I knew that he was going to need backup.“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” Diablo asked, frowning when he saw me following him. His eyes met mine for a moment, and I had to fight back the anger that I felt, knowing that he was putting his life in danger.“If you are a Capo, I am the daughter of a Pakhan, and I doubt that you would think that I would run away from a fight.” I said, and he frowned at me. His eyes met