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Chapter 6: Domenico's Thoughts
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Sylvana Domenico pulls me in tighter, wrapping his arms around my waist and savouring the moment. I could taste the vodka he had earlier - the bitter tinge was a contrast to the sweetness of his kiss. This time had I pulled him in for a kiss instead of the other way around; was this my way of giving in to him? It… it sort of felt that way. The feel of his tongue against mine, guiding me into a deeper kiss, was making me lose all sense, especially when I felt his hardness against my abdomen. Then he breaks off the kiss. I look at him, a confused frown crossing my brow, but he only smiles at me and shakes his head. “I don’t think you’re thinking straight right now, Sylvana. You’ve been running on adrenaline all evening,” He says, but this made me even more confused. Isn’t this what he wanted? I was giving in to him willingly and he.... was turning me down? “I don’t want you to do anything you’ll regret later. So, let’s take a beat and separate for the evening, okay?” He says, and I
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Sylvana It’s been almost a month of back and forth with this family. Domenico has kept true to his promise about acting as if he hated me, and it appears as if Dante believed the play. Sienna and I have grown closer as well. Although I still feel guilty for my part in her infertility, she assures me that she does not blame me. I still do not know what I did to deserve her friendship, but I have decided to start trusting her nonetheless. Domenico has not touched me since our wedding night, save for the occasional slap on the ass when he’s playing his role of my tormentor. Other than that, he has been a complete gentleman. I still can’t help but to think of him as trustworthy. How can I believe his words when his older brother hates me? It was morning, and I had just left the shower for the walk-in closet when I heard a knock on the door. “Sylvana, may I come in?” Sienna’s voice came through the door and I smiled because the only one who asks for permission to enter what is basically
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Sylvana Sienna held my hand and led me to Dante’s study. It was 7 pm and Abraham had left a few minutes ago. I’m not sure what awaited me in there, but I was prepared. “Don’t worry, Dante won’t do anything rash. He needs you now,” she says, trying to calm my heart. Trust Sienna to something like this. We reach a pair of huge oak doors and Sienna knocks three times before Dante’s voice came from the other side, telling us to enter. I follow her inside and notice that Dante was not alone; Domenico and the youngest brother, Dario, had joined as well. They look at us with surprise. “Dante, what the fuck?” Domenico asks when he sees me. It seems as though the older brother wasn’t as forthcoming as I had thought. Dante leans back in his chair and gestures for Sienna to come to him, letting her sit on his lap as soon as she gets there, then he whispers something in her ear and she nods. “Sylvana has something to tell us about Abraham Solanzo.” Dante starts, finally letting me know why I
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Domenico I knew she had tricked me; I fucking knew it, but what I didn’t suspect was that I had been her target from the beginning. “Nico, pay attention for fuck sakes.” Dante’s voice bashes through my thoughts, and I look at him, nodding. “Sorry,” I say, and he continues with the plan. A week from now Sylvana would contact Abraham with a lie, saying we kept her here as a pet and would escape to meet him when she goes out with Sienna for coffee. She would make an excuse about needing the bathroom and meet him in the alleyway of the cafe. This would be where she would make him admit to everything she had told us. Only then would Dante and I walk out and execute him. “Agreed,” I say, and my brother dismisses us. “Nico, stay behind.” He says, and I cringe at his words. What was it now? He gestures to the chair opposite him when Dario leaves. “What made you decide to lie to me?” He says and the anger leaves my body; in its place was fear. I forgot his words earlier - he knew about Sy
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Sylvana I am dazed by the sunlight creeping through the curtains when I open my eyes, but even more so by the heavy arm draped over my waist. Looking down, I see Domenico’s tattooed hands and blush - oh. Flashes of last night play over in my mind; my submission, his head in between my legs, the belts... The way he handled my body was nothing short of pure ecstasy, and it made me wonder why I rejected the way he made me feel. But now… what would happen now that Dante knew we had been pretending? Would he clamp down on Domenico or make him disrespect and debase me? God, we didn’t think this through. What if Dante decides to finally get rid of me now? Oh, God, I think I'm going to be sick. I slowly removed his arm from around my waist and quietly got out of the bed, noticing that I was still naked. Rushing to the bathroom, I turn on the shower and adjust the temperature before I get in. My mind drifts back to Dante’s words; “If you succeed in this, and only then, will I accept you as
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Sylvana I’m standing outside Dante’s office, waiting to be let in. He’s been in there for a while now, along with his two brothers and consigliere, the one who married Domenico and me. I hope they hurry it up because the bodyguards they’ve stationed to guard me have been leering at me this entire time. This is understandable - to them, I am the enemy. “Do you think the boss would mind if we slap this ‘Ndrangheta bitch around while we wait?” “Nah, she deserves it.” I hear the discussion between the two of them, and my entire body freezes up. They better hurry up in there before I get murdered out here. As if they answered my prayers, the door in front of me suddenly opens and Domenico gestures for me to come inside. Breathing a sigh of relief, I nod and walk inside, ready to face whatever Dante had in mind for me. As usual, he was seated at his desk in the middle of the room. Dario flanked him to the left and his consigliere, Alessandro, was to his right. Domenico was standing next
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Domenico I don’t understand it. Why am I so upset? Dante has given me a way to be with Sylvana without prejudice, and here I am worrying about… what exactly? Staring aimlessly at the car project Sienna got me for Christmas, I decided to walk towards it and get my mind off things. Or at least try to. “Wanna talk about it?” The last person I wanted to see right now stood behind me; my brother, my Capo, and also the bane of my existence. I turn around to face him and as soon as our eyes met, my anger was quickly replaced by confusion because standing behind me was not a fierce mafia boss - but one who oozed guilt. I shake my head and answer honestly, “Not particularly.” Then I resume what I could only explain as imaginary work. This was not a good time for the two of us to be in the same room together. I fear I might just snap and do something I would regret later. Why was I so worked up? Why did I have this feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach? Dante walks towards where I sto
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Sylvana Domenico stares at me as if I could disappear right then and there. “Please stop looking at me like that. I can do this.” I tell him for the hundredth time, but all he does is stare at me the same way. No matter what I say or do, he still looks at me as if it was the last time he would see me. We were in our bedroom the night before I was supposed to meet with Abraham in town. I was ready for it, pumped up and excited to be of use to the family, but being around Domenico now made me doubt myself. He’s been sulking like this since the week before and not even a talk with Dante eased him and it was starting to piss me off. “Fine! I’ll call it off if that is what you want then they will never accept me as a Dragonetti and we will never be together.” I say and storm off towards the terrace, but he pulls me back by my wrist. “Let go of me, Domenico. You got your wish.” I say and try to pull my wrist out of his grasp, but I knew the act was futile. When I turn around to face him,
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