LOGINI finished my meal and rose to my feet. I didn't bother calling the chef but rather took the tray and moved towards the kitchen.
Then the man with the dark eyes who had pinned me to the wall the other time appeared and took the tray from me. "Don't"! He said. I allowed him take the tray and walked away from him. "Stop"! He screamed and I did immediately without turning back to look at him. I rolled my eyes in exhaustion. "I am Matteo and I know you are not the Don's Ragazza but you can become one in order to save your life and win him over. He loves you and won't let you go, he is beclouded by your exact resemblance with Serena". He said calmly. "No, you cannot tell me what to do or what not to do". I screamed at him. "You are Sienna who is confusing my Boss to be Serena. You are too stubborn she's too calm, you fight she doesn't, you talk back at my Boss she doesn't. Whatever a man has is what he uses to save his soul. Good night". He said and walked past me. I stood there trying to process what he had just said. "If I can try this, it might work but why are they all telling me this? Anyway, two can play the game, let's see how it works out". I whispered within me. I got close to my door and met Luca waiting for me beside my room. "Are you stalking me"? I asked calmly. "Stalking you while you are around me"? How is that even possible? Go inside, we need to talk. "No, say it here. You can't go in". I responded a bit harsh. "La mia ragazza, when will you ever corporate with me in this matter"? He drew closer and smoothen the stands of air falling on my face. "Let's corporate, Ma va la - come on". "I don't need your corporation Mr Don". I said mockingly. "I left a wine on your table". He said smiling. "You will like it". I smiled dryly. "Thank you but I don't drink, go and take your wine away" I came inside and sat at the edge of my bed. "I think you didn't like my food. I didn't hear a thank you". He said as he stepped in. "Well, thank you". I said feeling embarrassed. "Do you like it"? He asked smiling. "It's not bad". I responded looking indifferent. "Hmmm, not really but I actually like the food. Why did you ask"? "Because I made it specially for you and thought you may like it" "You made the food? That's great". I looked away more embarrassed. He had taken his time to prepare a meal for me and I didn't even say a thank you after eating. Thank you but next time, ask me what my taste is like before preparing a meal for me. I said non challantly. Ok, he replied calmly beyond my expectations. He glanced at me and smiled. I went about the room putting some things in order and got ready to take a shower. "I want to have a shower now, will you excuse me"? I asked. I'll wait for you, go shower while I wait. No, leave my room. I said to him. We haven't talked yet. I told you we need to talk Ciao - beautiful. "Ok, tell me now and get out". I replied.. Why are you this harsh? That's not nice of you. "I don't want to be nice to anyone, the world isn't nice to me. So"? Luca kept quiet and only stared at me. I stepped into the shower and came out in a moment. Then I saw Luca had left my room. I exhaled in relief. "What does he want from me"? I slipped into a pair of pyjamas and laid on the bed quietly. ***The Next Morning*** I woke up later than usual. I was unusually exhausted and had slept so well unlike the previous nights. I quickly got up and stepped into the shower. By the time I came out, Luca was in my room sitting on the edge of the bed with a tray of food on the table. I decided to dress while he was there. He kept staring like he would swallow me. What is it? I asked irritated. He kept mute, smirked and looked away. I got a pair of jeans and top to wear. I caught him looking at me and licking his lips. Are you a dog? Why are you wagging your tongue like a dog's tail? I said wanting to make him angry. He still didn't talk. By now, I had conquered his emotions just like that. His eyes became dim as he lowered his eyebrows. I could see the tension in his eyes. He is trying so hard to fight his emotions rather than letting them out. He stood up and came closer to me, staring into my eyes like he wanted to kiss me but needed my permission. I stepped back and turned away from him moving close to the window and peeping outside. He came from behind and put his hand around my waist. Good morning Ragazza. He said calmly with a sexy tone. Good morning Don Luca. I responded smiling and looked at him. He smiled too. How was your night? Did you sleep well? Yes fine, thank you. And you? I asked trying to play a good ragazza. It was good but would have been better if you were by my side. He said trying to flirt with me. Oh really? I smirked. I want us to talk. Let's have dinner in 3 days time. He said calmly walking away. What! You gonna keep me here for the next three days? How am I supposed to survive here in a strange environment. I screamed in my mind. "Don Luca, I ....." "Yes you will be here for the next three days". He responded as if reading my mind. What? I asked. Don't worry, you'll be fine. He said and walked to the door while I looked on. I smiled, I am beginning to capture him in bits and that will lead to my freedom. Stop following me! Stop invading my privacy. I screamed as he opened the door and stepped out without a word. Boss, what is wrong? Matteo asked. You are allowing this girl to change you. She's not even your ragazza but you are making her one. She's a different kind entirely. I know. Ragazza was lost and she surfaced so she just has to take her place and fill the gap Serena left. He sat down looking down casted. Why did you allow her to do this to you? You are the Don we all look up to but now, we can't even recognize you anymore. What's that? Matteo said. Let me be! He said. Matteo leaves immediately and Marco comes in. Boss, this one shares a different value to Serena. They quite very opposite in nature. I suggest we grant her freedom and keep searching for your ragazza. Marco said. Don't even! Luca said and spat on the tiles. I will never let her go. You all don't know what letting her go would do to me. He rose to his feet and walked away. "Breakfast"! He ordered. "Set and served by the chef". Marco replied as he walked away too. "Sienna"? He asked. "Breakfast served", the chef replied. "Begone". ***Sienna's Room*** Two guards were standing at her entrance. Don said to remind you about the dinner, 6pm three days time. Riccardo said looking straight into my eyes. "Tell your Boss I go no where! Tell him I need my freedom". I said calmly. "Tell him when you get to the dinner, we can't speak for you". Tommaso answered. "Then you must be crazy! Get out of here". The both looked at each other and walked away. Luca comes in and stood at the door. He looks at me and smiles like he just won an award. I like the fact that you are tough like me. "We have something in common'. He says. "Not you and I". I answered. "Let me go". He closes the door and steps in properly. He stands akimbo. "Go ahead, pour the food on me like the other day. Go on". "So you can force me to kiss you? No, Don Luca, I'll rather ......" I stepped closer enough to hold him. I raised my head and kissed him on the lips. I watched his reaction. He raised his brows as if surprised but didn't respond. I kissed him more and he moaned a little and held my waist. I ravished my hands all over his body, tempting him the more. He closed his eyes and just held me. He didn't kiss me back. I kissed him again and this time he responded. He held my hands and put them on his chest. I tried to move them but he held me still. I opened my eyes staring at him but his eyes remained closed. Ragazza! Mi Cielo - my sky....."That's honest," Serena corrected. "And it's the best I can offer. Brutal honesty about inevitable betrayal, delivered early enough that you can make an informed choice. Stay knowing what I am, or leave knowing you tried. Either way, you won't be able to say I deceived you."Sienna moved back to the bed, picking up the investigator's report, staring at her sister's handwritten notes choosing abandonment. "I should leave. I should walk out of this hospital and never come back, should choose myself the way you've always chosen yourself.""You should," Serena agreed. "It would be thye healthy choice. The self-protective choice. The choice that honors your own wellbeing over complicated sisterhood with a monster.""But?" Sienna prompted."But I hope you don't," Serena admitted. "I hope you're stupid enough to stay. Damaged enough to find honest monstrosity preferable to performed warmth. Desperate enough for a family that you'll accept a conditional connection over no connection.""Yo
"I didn't know I was performing," Serena said. "I was a baby, I was just trying to survive. Trying to be whatever they wanted so I could get out of the system. I didn't understand that being chosen meant you weren't."Sienna returned to the report, her vision blurring with tears she still refused to shed:"Current assessment: Subject is at high risk for homelessness upon aging out of foster care. Has minimal support system, no family connections, limited financial resources. Psychological evaluation suggests untreated attachment disorder and probable depression, though subject refuses counseling services.""Investigator's note: Subject appears to have internalized her abandonment/separation as personal failure. Multiple foster parents mentioned her saying things like "I wasn't good enough to keep" or "Something's wrong with me." Despite this, she demonstrates remarkable resilience and determination to build independent life through art.""Recommendation: Subject could benefit from
Sienna returned to the hospital the next afternoon, bringing flowers she'd impulsively bought from a street vendor. She felt ridiculous carrying them but what do you bring the sister who abandoned you and an empty hands felt worse?Serena was sitting up in bed, looking significantly stronger than yesterday. Her color had improved, and she'd managed to style her hair into something presentable. Even recovering from gunshot wounds, she couldn't help but curate her presentation."Flowers," Serena observed as Sienna entered. "How conventional. I half-expected you to bring a weapon to finish what Viktor started.""The thought crossed my mind," Sienna admitted, setting the flowers on the windowsill. "But murder feels like too much effort today.""Fair," Serena said. "How are you? Matteo said you've been staying at a hotel. Not eager to return to your apartment?""Viktor's men know where I live," Sienna said, settling into the chair beside the bed. "Matteo thought it was safer to stay mobi
"So you protected their feelings?" Sienna asked incredulously. "I protected my position," Serena corrected. "I was seven years old, finally somewhere stable after god knows what happened before. I wasn't going to risk that stability by introducing complications. So when they asked if I had siblings, I said no. Simple lie, enormous consequences." "You were seven," Sienna said slowly. "You lied when you were seven to protect your adoption. But what about later? What about when you were seventeen, twenty, twenty-three? What about when you hired a private investigator and found me in Queens? Why keep lying then?" "Because by then it was part of my constructed identity," Serena said. "By then I'd built an entire life around being an only child, a singular orphan with a tragic backstory. Introducing a twin would have meant revealing I'd been lying for years. Would have meant admitting my entire identity was fabrication." "So you chose your false identity over your real sister,"
Serena was quiet for a long moment, staring at the ceiling, clearly choosing her words carefully. "Because acknowledging you meant admitting I wasn't special. The Merchants adopted me only because they thought I was a singular orphan who needed rescue. If they'd known I had a twin who wasn't chosen, it would have complicated their narrative. Made them question why they chose one and not both." "That's actually painful," Serena corrected. "And now that I've said it, I want to take it back. I want to retreat into strategic detachment where feelings don't hurt but you asked for real, so there it is. I'm jealous and resentful and aware that I destroyed the parts of myself you kept intact. That's as real as I get." Sienna moved closer to the bed, studying her sister's face identical to her own but marked by different choices, different survival strategies, different sacrifices. "I'm sorry," Sienna said quietly. "For what?" Serena asked, genuinely confused. "For whatever
Serena regained consciousness three days after the shooting.Sienna was in the hospital cafeteria when Matteo called with the news. She'd been spending her days splitting time between the hotel and the hospital, a strange limbo existence where she waited for her sister to either die or survive while avoiding the man she was trying to forget. Luca had kept his word, he didn't come to the hospital again, neither contact her nor intrude on her careful boundaries. Matteo provided updates on both Serena's condition and Viktor's movements. The threat had dissipated, Viktor's remaining men had fled the city after one of them was killed in the ambush, apparently deciding Serena wasn't worth the additional risk. "She's awake," Matteo said over the phone. "Asking for you. Well, asking if 'the other one' is still here. I think that means you." "The other one," Sienna repeated. "Charming. How is she?" "Weak, in pain, but lucid. Doctors say she'll make a full recovery. She's incredibly







