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Sober Tragedies
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2026-05-31 00:15:42
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Death Between Your Lips Selfish
I should have run. I should have turned and walked away and pretended I heard nothing.Instead, like a fool, I stood there, the tray barely dangling on my fingers, my eyes holding his. It felt like the opulence of this mansion, the presence of Don Luciano, hell, even the bloody tray I was holding, all of it melted into oblivion. Like it was just he and I across a sandvial through to a time where I meant everything to him.I watched the ice take over his eyes again, his jaw tightening.Don Luciano said something, but I could hardly hear it above the rapid beating of my own heart.Slowly, he let his eyes drop from mine. A second was all it took, and I could feel the intensity of his gaze running down my body before he met my eyes again.I sucked in a sharp breath as I turned away, something twisting in my stomach. It felt like an endless push and pull. Like I knew he would make good his threat of revenge, but only... only if his gaze doesn't ruin me first. I walked upstairs absent mi
Death Between Your Lips Sober Tragedies
I held my breath as I dropped the dress I was wearing, then stepped into the bath. Everything in the bathroom was black, and it held a deep, lingering scent of lavender. The same lavender that I had smelled earlier against Leone's chest.I closed my eyes as I leaned back into the bath, willing myself to forget about everything that had happened today. Not just today. Ever since my life was tipped over ten years ago.It wasn't easy when the person who had been the most affected by my cowardice all those years ago was the person who had shielded me today. Not when his scent was engraved in the walls around me, and now, my skin.I sighed, then got out of the bath and dried off my hair. I wore the shirt, then looked around. There wasn't a single mirror in the entire room, and I wondered if that was a choice or...With Leone, everything was a choice.I sat on the edge of the bed, my chest heaving hard. Now that I was here, what was I supposed to do? This was by no means my home, and even a
Death Between Your Lips Gold plated Guns and Burning Roses
My gaze flew up to Leone, who was watching my dad now. He was unarmed, but between the three of us, we knew he was just as dangerous either way. "Leone," I said, barely able to get out of the trance.'My wife.' His wife. Fuck."This is my father. I don't know how you know what...""Don Matteo!" Leone said, turning into the still open car fast.Before I could say a word more, my father stilled, his eyes wide, as the round barrel of Leone's gold plated gun rested right at the back of his neck."Now."I froze in place, my eyes leaving Leone to settle on Dad. He never apologizes. Not to me, not to anyone. Not even to mum. Would he really do it now?Despite the strange circumstances, I felt a bit of curiosity. The rain pelted down on all three of us, and Leone took a step further, burying the gun in my father's thinning hair."I am sorry, Ginevra," my dad suddenly said, the words tumbling out of him like he was coughing them out, his eyes focused on the floor. "I am sorry. Please come hom
Death Between Your Lips Apologise to My Wife
"Where were you?"I stopped by the stairs and slowly turned to my father. He had somehow gotten home before me, but to be fair, I wasn't sure how long I had been outside for."Out." "With Leone?"I swallowed hard, my eyes closing. "What do you think, Dad?"He took a step closer, his brows furrowing. "You were with him?"I could feel my anger heightening, my body slightly shaky."Why don't you answer that question for yourself, Dad? Were you hanging out, dancing under the rain, and stealing loving glances with the boy whom your father tried to kill years ago?"He rolled his eyes, then stepped away. "For goodness' sake, Ginevra. One meeting with him riled you up this much? Did you forget that we already talked about this?""Did we?" I asked, tears filling my eyes again. "Did we really talk about this, Dad?"He said nothing and grabbed a cigarette. "Whatever it is, Don Luciano gave me his word. It's only four days to the wedding. You need to...""You are a fool, Dad."He stopped, then t
Death Between Your Lips Did He Not Know?
Tears immediately stung the back of my eyes, and I broke eye contact, my chest slightly heaving. My fingers grabbed a handful of my dress, and for a long while, the silence stretched.What does anyone say to that? It is just as he had said ten years ago. I am pretty good at sweeping everything under a carpet in my mind.And it seemed it was exactly what I did. I buried the thoughts of the man who used to look at me like I held galaxies in my eyes being the same man who looked at me like I was the second worst thing after death."What do you want me to say to that?" I managed to say, lifting my eyes to meet his. He was leaning back, a glass of wine dangling elegantly on his fingers, his eyes cold. His eyes held mine, and he let out a small sigh before turning away."It was ten years ago," I said, pushing my hair back. "Forgetting might be the act of the brave by now."He laughed. Not a chuckle. Not a smirk. A deep, dark laugh that spoke more of danger than humor, one that made fear ru
Death Between Your Lips Easier to Remember
It took me a few minutes, but I slowly accepted my fate. I was locked in this place with this man, and he looked like he didn't mind at all. I had two options. Stand here and hope that the door would open some time soon, or sit down and hope it opens.I slowly walked to the seat where I was before, my eyes briefly looking up to Leone. He was eating casually, his eyes fixed on his plate. Not even his phone was in sight."Is this your doing?"He looked up at me, then gently poured himself a glass of wine. "You think I would force myself to be in proximity with you?"I bit down on my lips. "You made sure to marry me."He set down his fork. "Because your father begged. There was no other way Brave Hearts would help out a competitor if we weren't secure that hurting us would hurt them too.""So I am leverage? Some sort of hostage to ensure that my father does not stab you in the back?""Yes," he said simply, then grabbed one of the cigarettes laid out on a small tray. He grabbed a lighter
Death Between Your Lips The Agreement
I stood in front of the mantel where the jar that held mum's ashes still sat, my vision blurry with angry tears, my breath held as each second ticked by. I was fully aware of the presence of my father sitting behind me on his favourite rocking chair, slowly sipping tea, like he hadn't just ruined m
Death Between Your Lips Remember Me?
I met him for the first time on the day I turned sixteen. He had been holding flowers and chocolate, had on big glasses, freckles, acne, and pants that were two sizes too big.Now, I met him again at twenty-six. He had a tattoo on the side of his neck, a gold ring pierced into his lower lip, his ey
Death Between Your Lips Like Grief
"Are you ready, Ginevra?"I closed the door to my room, then slowly walked down the stairs. "Yes, dad."My dad was standing right below the stairs. He was wearing a tailored suit, his hair slicked back, a gold watch resting on his left hand.He turned back to me, and for a moment, he simply took me
Death Between Your Lips More of A Mistress than A Bride
I walked into the mansion after sunset, having strolled around to the company to try and get things off my mind. The house was quiet, not like we made a lot of noise typically, but there was no sign of my father either.It was probably the best. After what happened today, I would be lying if I said
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