No, no, this can't be happening. This shouldn't be happening. Why is Nonno telling her to marry this man? What is going on? Several questions stormed inside Lily's head, and she couldn't come up with an answer to any of them. Her eyes darted between Enzo and Nonno, both of them glaring at her. "Sit," Nonno instructed, pointing at the nearest chair. His gray, flintstone-like eyes were so sharp they could draw blood. She did as he told, without uttering a sound. Now she sat in the middle of the two men, feeling like a deer trapped between two lions. She stared down at her lap and hoped a black hole would emerge beneath her feet and swallow her. Enzo got up, approached her, and reached his hand out to her face. As a response, she flinched away from a slap that never came. The pad of this rough thumb caressed her bruised cheek and surprisingly, it felt warm against her skin, contradicting his cold disposition. Enzo's eyes narrowed, oozing bloodlust. For a second she thought it was di
"Why did you agree to marry him, Lily?"Lily stopped brushing her silky brunette hair and glanced at Rose's reflection in the vanity mirror. Rose crossed her arms, a scowl marring her lovely face."This is the only way I can stop nonno from marrying me off some old man," Lily answered glumly and continued untangling her hair."He's not gonna marry you to some old geezer. He was gonna marry you off to the Armandos, and I heard Antonio Armando isn't an old geezer." Rose rebutted.Lily heaved a sigh. Antonio would be worse than an old geezer. "I had my own reasons to choose Enzo." She said. "I... trust him..."Rosalina glared at her. "You WHAT?""He's been honest with me the whole time even though he was insensitive about it..." Lily turned around to face Rose's hazel eyes, the golden specks glowering with anger."That won't change the fact that his family had my Papa killed!" Rose spat acid that corroded Lily's heart.Shakily, Lily held Rose's hands in hers. "I want to end this feud onc
"Why are we meeting the Russos again?" Leo's stomach growled like a starved wolf, restless for a hunt and craving to devour anything that it can sink its fangs in."They called us over for brunch." Enzo turned up the AC. The car got stuffier under the afternoon sun. Leo played Doja cat, then skipped to Drake. He sang along, bobbing his head in a rhythm with the tunes and screwing up the lyrics.He glanced at the rearview mirror. A black Bently and a Porche followed behind. "And why are we bringing our crackhead cousins along?" Leo raised an annoyed brow."Because they are our family." Enzo's eyes were glued to the road the whole time, his face rigid with authority. "And YOU, Leonardo, will make sure they behave. Is that clear?""Those clowns can babysit themselves." Leo drawled, yawning like a lazy tomcat.Enzo shot a deathly glare at his stupid brother. "If you screw up, Leo. I'll have your head impaled on a spike."Leo released a nervous chuckle. "Roger that." He scoffed."How is ev
"What are you doing here, dipshit?" Rosalina's high-pitched voice shot up and so did her perfect brows. "Just came by to check up on your sassy ass, little monster," Leo purred, his voice down in a seductive ripple. Lily laughed awkwardly. Standing in between their scorching glares made her release cold sweats. "Since when did you two get along? You even have cute nicknames for each other." She swore to god she didn't mean to sound so sarcastic. Lily did a poor job trying to lighten up the mood. Rosalina hurled a contentious look at her. "I wasn't talking to you, Lily." She barked. Ouch, that burned. Leo let out a mean chuckle, craning his neck forward to meet Rosalina's eye level. Well, you're being a bitch today. What got your panties twisted, hm?" Leo questioned. "Don't act like you don't know what you did," Rosalina growled at him. Leo laughed it off like he heard a damn funny joke. "We should stop hating each other so much. We're gonna be FAMILY after all." Rosalina stuc
Nonno ended the meeting in thirty minutes and the two Mafia heads arrived at the table, not to keep others waiting for too long.Lily's breath hitched when she spotted her devilishly handsome fiance. He wore white this time. A white shirt, black pants, and leather loafers, to be specific.The fabric clung to his chiseled body like a second skin and traces of black swirls of tattoos were vague through the thin material. She wanted to decode every bit of ink drawn on his tan skin that traveled all over his arms until it reached his wrists.Very much to her disappointment, he sat on her opposite instead of sitting beside her at the table, but he still held a soft gaze on her. Successfully making her heart flutter and blush crimson.The Salvadoris took over one side of the table and the Russos seized the other side. They were in the open surrounded by plantations and lush a garden bearing all kinds of sweet-smelling flowers. Yet she could barely breathe with so much animosity hanging in t
Lily couldn't stop throwing up.Breakfast and lunch lurched out of her mouth in a violent mix and she held onto the toilet seat for support. Sirens blared in her head, her hands and feet numb and cold as the dead body of Marco Salvatore."Jesus Christ! Lily!" Rosalina rushed to her aid, rubbing her hand across Lily's back and gathering the waves of brunette hair up in a ponytail. Nonna came in, and her face paled."Are you okay now?" Nonna asked, caressing Lily's head.Lily faintly nodded. She staggered when she got back to her feet, but Rosalina's firm grip stopped her from cracking her head against the sink.Horrified, Lily stared at her blood-stained face and cried. Opening the faucet and taking handfuls of water, she slapped her face, rinsing off the blood with soap like she wanted to scrub her face off."I-I'm okay." Lily slurred, holding her throbbing head. "I-I n-need, w-water."Rosalina helped her get seated at the kitchen counter and got her a glass of water to drink. Lily gu
"Do you regret killing Marco? Even a little bit?""Not even a little." Enzo inhaled a long drag of smoke as he watched Marco's coffin being brought down to a pit.Leo heaved out a beaten sigh. "You gave Lily the scare of a lifetime."Never once in his life did he regret his decisions. Once they are made and executed, there is no going back. Killing Marco was a choice. Anyone who touches a Made Man's woman deserved death.That's the rule of the Cosa Nostra. That's the rule he implemented in his kingdom, and whoever breaks it is never excused.But when things came to Lily, his chest tightened. Her doe eyes widened in mortal horror as she looked at him, tears streaming down her red-rimmed eyes as if she'd cried blood. That image had latched into his heart and mind and sucked his lifeblood like a leech.Lily was everything he wasn't. Kind, agreeable, docile, and everything that is pure and untainted.Everyone loved her. Everyone adored her.She wished the two families to get along, to for
Soft jazz music hummed on the radio sitting in the kitchen corner. It was a familiar song Nonna hummed when she cooked, syncing with the singer on the radio. Although she couldn't catch up, she still kept singing, abashed.Taking slow strides, Lily ascended the stairs and walked right into the kitchen for a bottle of cold water from the fridge. Her hair rumpled like a crow's nest and purple circles were clear under her half-awake eyes."You look like shit." Rosalina greeted, leaning against the kitchen door, her baby-pink-tinted lips curved into a mean smile."I couldn't sleep." Lily groaned, her voice raspy.It's been a week since Marco Salvadori's murder took place in their house.Ever since then, nightmares and flashbacks plagued her sleep. Her brain was fatigued, creating all possible worst-case scenarios she will face after this marriage. Luckily, the wedding was postponed, giving her time to get back to her normal self again.Nonno was right. He was always right.Vincenzo Salvad