"I love you." She blurted out, eyes wide, filled with unshed tears as they both stared at each other. "I love you and I know you know that so please don't say what happened was a mistake or that you're leaving me." Her cracked at the last statement. "Don't destroy us." She moved closer to him, putting a gentle hand on his arm. He lifted his gaze to hers and she feared whatever it is he was going to say the way his eyes looked. They've never looked so....empty. "Darling, there is nothing to destroy if there was nothing to ever break. There was never an us Idalia." He stated venom lacing his words. "What?" Her voice cracked "Whatever happened between us was a mistake. I regret it." Her face crumpled as her hand dropped from his arm, putting space between them. "Don't say that." "Just leave Idalia." He turned his back to awards her and continued stuffing clothes into his bag. After some time, "Okay." She nodded her head in understanding, wiping her tears, trying to stop the already flowing tears. Glancing at him one more time, she walked out of his room. When Idalia Bianchi confesses her love to Ivan Volklov, her best friend and the heir to the Italian mafia, he does not reciprocate the feeling. Years after walking out of the room of the one she loves, he is back in her life. Her brother's best friend. It’s finally time for her to find a husband and according to her family tradition it has to be an arranged marriage and what better and safer match for her than a member of the Italian mafia. Even though there is already an alliance between the families, a marriage makes it more "sophisticated", like her father says.
Lihat lebih banyakCHAPTER ONE
"Your birthday is next week, what are you going to do?" my younger brother, Gabriel, asks as he pours a bag of Cheetos into his mouth all of us staring at the movie playing on the large screen. And by all of us I mean myself, Gabriel and Ivan- my older brother's best friend."I do not plan on doing anything. I am turning twenty, no big deal" I shrugged as I put a spoonful of nutella into my mouth."That thing is going to give you serious stomach pain and you will be writhing in pain." Ivan, my brothers best friend scolded me as he eyed the jar in my hands. He was the one that literally made me obsessed with it.I rolled my eyes, putting another spoonful of nutella into my mouth, "mind your business.""We could go to the club?" Ivan suggested as he stood up from the couch beside my brother and then sat beside me.I gave him the side eye as he lifted my blanket and then extending it on his thigh. "What are you doing here?""Sitting near my favourite Bianchi sibling of course." He whispered into my ears."My older brother is your favourite sibling.""No, he is my bestfriend, you are my favourite.""Hmn I see.""But don't tell him I said that. He will kill me."I laughed out loud, Ivan chuckling, while Gabriel shushed both of us and then increased the volume of the movie he was watching.We became silent, my gaze trained on the movie playing in front of me while I could feel Ivan eyes on me. Suddenly cold hands were on my thighs making me jerk, my nutella jar almost falling.Eyes wide I turned to him, "what the fuck are you doing?" I whispered. Gabriel could not hear us anyway, he was knee deep in his Disney movie."Nothing." He smirked."Take your hands off my legs. Gabriel might see.""There is a blanket covering both of us," he eyed the blanket, "I doubt that."I rolled my eyes at him but resumed watching the movie. My brother and I were making comments here and there while Ivan just sat beside me, all quiet, his hands mindlessly roaming on my thigh. I nudged him with my shoulder taking him out of whatever trance he was in,"What are you thinking about?" I licked my spoon and I could feel his eyes tracing my movement.He gulped and shook his head, "nothing.""You're lying.""How can you tell that I am lying." He chuckled."Because I know you." I looked up into his eyes, "I know you, Ivan so that means I know something is bothering you."He was a quiet for a little while, until he spoke, "I'm fine. You don't have anything to worry about.""Are you sure?" I probed, scraping the remaining nutella left in the jar and the putting it in my mouth."hmm hmm." He nodded and then gave me a small smile before grabbing the spoon in my mouth and licking the remaining Nutella off it.My eyes grew wide as he licked the spoon clean and then handing it over back to me."Ew, you guys are weird. Just fuck each other already." Gabriel groaned as he rolled his eyes at both of us, grabbing his phone from the couch and then standing up.I could feel my cheeks heating up at what he said but still managed to pull it off like it didn't affect me."W- what?”I spluttered, no one is fucking anyone."Little sis, I can literally feel the sexual tension oozing out of both of you." He placed his hand on my head, roughing my hair up, "just do it and get it out of your system." He said, looking over at Ivan."I do not want to fuck your sister." He exhaled loudly as he stood up from the couch. This talk was making him uncomfortable, making both of us uncomfortable.Well, we both know that's a lie."Oh shut up. I have literally caught both of you eating each others face off and you were too caught up in each other to notice." He smirked at both of us shocked faces, "you are not as sneaky as you both think you are.""Did you tell him?" Ivan asked as he tensed up."You mean tell your best friend that I caught you eating his little sisters face off? No." he grinned, "but he is going to kill you once he finds out about it and knows that it has been going on for weeks." He dragged his finger across his neck, making the “kill” motion.I breathed out a sigh of relief and I could see Ivan relax a little."He won't find out." I glared at my brother."He will, later on. That guy knows everything.""What do you want?" I rolled my eyes as I threw myself on the couch. I know he wants something, that's why he has been insisting on my older brother knowing. Fucking snitch."A month of knives lesson from you plus a movie night without him." He nudged his head towards Ivan.Well, I was not expecting that. What type of deal is that?"The guy always interrupts our movie nights and he doesn't even watch them. I need some time alone with my baby sister." He explained himself when he saw the expression I had on my face."I am older than you, moron.""Three weeks of knives lesson." I bargained. The guy is fucking unteachable but he keeps on bugging me about it."Two.""Two and a half weeks." He squinted his eyes at me, daring me to reduce the duration again."One week.""Two and a half." He insisted.Now I have to deal with him for that long. Two and a half weeks of him whining about not getting how to throw a knife the right way."Deal.""Good. Now I will leave you two to making googly eyes at each other." He saluted and then left."We don't make googly eyes at each other." Ivan muttered underneath his breath, looking confused, making me giggle.I stood up from the couch and then walked towards him, "are you ready to leave?""Do you want me to stay?" he asked, pulling me closer by my waist, "Just say the word and I'll wait.""As much as I would want that my brother will soon be home and like Gabriel said I think he might be suspecting already.""Wouldn't want to feed his suspiciousness now, do we?" he smirked, placing a soft kiss on the side of my neck."Hmm Hmm." I pulled him closer by his shirt as he continued laying soft kisses on my neck."Okay, you have to go now before this escalates." I laughed pulling away from him after some time."Okay." He chuckled but still pulled me against him to give me a kiss."I'll miss you." I muttered under my breath as I walked him to the door releasing my hands from his."I know." He winked, a smirk on his face as he made his way out of my house.I frowned at him, "fuck you.""Soon princess."I shook my head at him, the corner of my lips lifting up in a smile I was trying to hide. I watched him enter into his car and then drive off.You know the way everyone has that one person who makes them smile no matter how they are feeling? Ivan is that person for me. He might not know it yet, but he is."Is your boyfriend gone already?" I heard my brother say, his loud steps echoing round the whole empty house."He is not my boyfriend." I rolled my eyes."Okay, friend with benefit." He shrugged."Shut up." I snapped."I'm only speaking facts." He said as he opened the door to our refrigerator and poured himself a glass of orange juice. I watched him as he downed the entire cup in one go before pouring another one. "I don't want him to hurt you that's all. I am older than you, that means it is my duty to watch over you.""I am older than you moron. I don't know why you keep saying that." I heard my phone make a notification sound. I removed it from my back pocket before checking the text that entered, it was from Ivan:I miss you already.I grinned."It's him isn't it?"My smile faltered, "he won't hurt me, I can take care of myself."He exhaled loudly,"I can take care of myself, you know that.""I know." He responded with a tight lipped smile.Falling asleep on the couch was not what I had intended for but I awoke suddenly from the whirring noise of the elevator. I blinked rapidly to clear my vision from the sleep still clouding it as I picked up my phone to check the time, squinting my eyes at the brightness. 1:00am. That was an hour earlier thah Ivan said he was going to be back.I heard the ding sound of the elevator, making me jump from the couch and stand closer to the wall. I picked up my purse and brough out the little knife I had hiddden in there. The door to the elevator openjed and whoever it was stepped out, muttering a string of curses. I tried keeping my breathing under control and tried not breathing too loud. I thought Ivan said this place was safer than my place. The footsteps sounded closer every second and I tightened my hold on the knife. Immediately the intruder came into view, with their back facing me, I wrapped my arms around their neck, with the knife held tightly against their neck. "This is the s
As I'm already halfway into the box of pizza, my can of pepsi half full he comes down the living room wearing a black top and a black slacks. His hair looked wet, meaning he just came out of the shower. Images of him, his naked body in the shower flickered before me and I shook my head to clear myself of the images. Fucking hell. I looked away from him and then picked up another slice. He walked into the kitchen where I was, moving straight to the refrigerator and brought out a bowl and then placed it into the microwave. I know he doesn't eat pizza with mushroom toppings, because he's allergic but still I ask, just to fill the silence. "No pizza?" He glanced back at me, "you know I hate mushrooms." "Well you could have ordered some other type of toppings." "Would you have eaten it?" He asks as he rested against the kitchen slabs, his ankle crossing over the other and his arms across his chest. That...that was a picture of magnificence. I inhaled loudly, "no." I do not eat an
"Ladies let's welcome to the stage the almost newlywed couple." a voice from the stage rang out and people started clapping their hands as they made way for both myself and Ivan. He held my hand in his, I looked down at out intertwined hands and then at him, but he didn't glance at me, he was just looking straight ahead, towards the stage.Ivan gave a polite nod to the man that announced us as he left the stage. He was probably one of their made men. It would take time to get familiar with the new faces. And there were a lot of new faces. "Thank you everyone for coming to celebrate the announcement of our engagement here, today with us." he paused, looking around the room, "It is an honor to get married to a Bianchi, joining our families together through a marriage alliance which eventually brings both sides of our families together, the bratva and the Italians.""I know for generations our side has been at war with one another but then the war and the killings minimized as our last
I was not involved in any part of the arrangement of the engagement party. Not that I particularly care, but come on, I am the supposed bride to be. But I guess it does make sense since the aim is not actaully to celebrate the almost newly wed but to make new connection and alliances. Strong allainces.I had a call with Ivan yesterday night and he made certain talk about making sure whatever we do, the other families must think this is a match made from love, not a marriage alliance. I asked why but he would not spill and I left it at that.Now, deciciding what to wear this this...party was a hard decision to make. Ivan's mother suggested I wear white or any other colour similar to white. I do not own any white dress proper enough for a engagement party. To cut it short I don't own any white dress. White is the color of innocence and I am far from being innocent this time.So, I had to go shopping yesterday and I did come back with a few options but looking at them now, I do not thi
"Dad," I groaned as I out my phone to my ear, "you could have told me about the engagement party." I complained. Standing up from my chair, I grabbed my work laptop and then made my way out of my office since I was done for the day. "I was about to!" I heard his reply from over the phone, "I just did not want to spring it up on you like I did about the marriage." I sighed as I pressed the elevator button, the doors opening on command, "I guess that makes sense." I watched as the door to the elevator closed and then clicked the button for the lobby. "It does." I was quiet over the line as I watched the number from the elevator go down every few moments. "Are you still coming over for dinner like we talked about earlier?" He asks. "Yeah, on my way already. I was just leaving work." The elevator made a ding sound, followed by the opening of the doors and I then made my way out of it. I have the girl behind the counter in the lobby a smile before heading out of the building. "That'
I come out fresh out of the shower, a white towel wrapped around my body and another one wrapped on my head, to keep my wet hair from dripping around the floor. As I was about to start dressing up when my phone rang. I picked up my phone from my bed, checking the caller ID, Ivan. I sighed as I swiped my hands on the green answer button. "Hello?""I was thinking I should come pick you up from your dad's place and then we can go o the diner or wherever it is you feel comfortable." he suggested. "I have my own apartment now and there is no need for you to come pick me up. I am perfectly able to drive myself." I rolled my eyes, a frown marring my face as I put on my underwear.I heard him sigh over the phone, "you know that is not what I meant Idalia." There was a pause before he spoke up again, "you moved out?" he asked as if what I said earlier just clicked in his head.Or he's just trying to make a conversation. "Yes, I did." I replied to him as I walked towards my walk-in closet an
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