Sienna/“I hope one day… you’ll love me as much… as you love Dante’s ghost….”/These words echo in my mind as I approach my villa, and the guilt gnaws away at my insides. I don’t know how I am going to make this up to Christian, but I think he deserves a lot more than just one kiss after two years of courting.I don’t see Dario and Serena’s cars outside the villa; however, I do see Nico standing by his car and watching the driveway. He kills the cigarette in his hand when he sees me and waves at me before walking over.“Hey, Nico,” I greet him as I get out. He sees the blood on my dress and frowns.“What the fuck happened? Are you okay?” He asks. I don’t have time for fake concern, so I nod and continue on my way.Nico runs up behind me and pulls me by the wrist. “There’s something you should know about Drakos,&r

Sienna “I promise I’m fine, Sienna; there’s absolutely no reason to worry about me.” Christian has been complaining non-stop since we left the hospital. Apparently, I’m being too soft with him, like he didn’t just take a bullet that miraculously missed his vital organs. “I’ll stop worrying when you’re not clutching your side whenever you sit down. Now shut up and let me tend to you,” I say while adjusting the pillow behind him. He’s currently recovering in my villa; Marla okayed it with me and told him he needs to take it easy until the threat has been diffused. You try telling that to a hardened mafia leader. It’s been three days since Christian was released from the hospital, and I’m finding that I don’t even have to pretend with my affection for him. I do fear that if we had to kiss again, it would lead to something else, so I’m keeping him sort of at arm’s length for now. He looks at me with a soft smile playing on his lips. “You’re spoiling me; I don’t want to get used to th

Sienna “New York? You’re going back to New York after all this time? Why??” Christian asks me when I eventually start telling him of my plans. We are seated next to one another on a plush L-shaped couch in the sunroom. I shrug. “I need all the allies I can get right now, Christian and my allies in New York are as important to me as the ones here. I cannot pass on this opportunity.” I say as I take a sip of my sweet tea. Christian looks as if he wants to add something else, but he simply sighs and looks at me, exasperated. “If you feel that it is necessary, then I will not stop you. But any sign of danger, any at all, you need to call me and let me know.” He says and reaches over to take my hand while giving me a strained smile. I still don’t understand why he feels so strongly about me when it feels like Dante has completely ruined me for other men. “Christian,” I start, “What exactly is it about me that attracts you? Clearly, I still have a lot of personal issues I am dealing wi

Sienna The estate is as beautiful as my own back home, but I decide not to dwell on pleasantries right now. I have an ally to face, and I hope to God he will still keep true to his promise. He’s expecting me, this I know by the Bratva warriors leading Serena and me inside, but I can’t help this uneasy feeling gripping my heart. I’ve never met this man before, but I have heard of his infamy. This family has suffered betrayal, but then again, don’t all mafia families? A warrior opens the door leading to his study, and as soon as I lay my eyes on the old Pakhan, I know that my accord with his still stands. He gets up from his office chair and walks around to greet me, his clouded blue eyes twinkling with curiosity. “Sienna,” Aleks Kuznetsov says with a smile, gripping my shoulder with his hands. “You are as lovely as ever. How have you been?” I offer him a smile. “Thank you, Aleks, I’ve been as well as can be expected, I suppose,” I say as he leads us over to his desk. “I suppose yo

SiennaI get up, and Christian crosses the distance between us, taking me roughly into his arms and surprising me with a kiss. I don’t think I’ll get used to his kisses; they leave me breathless and wanting more.“Hmm, hello beautiful,” he purrs, placing light kisses on my neck that sends shivers up my spine.“You’re… you’re leaving?” I say while trying to catch my breath, feeling his day-old stubble scraping against my skin and letting out an involuntary groan.He chuckles, then looks at me. “Yes, unfortunately. My aunt has called for me, and the way she spoke made it sound like I might be gone for a while.” I don’t know why, but when he says this, my heart plummets. “You think? How come?” I ask.Christian lets out a sigh and gives me a wan smile. “I can’t speak about it; family business.” He says, looking disappoint