Semua Bab The Mafia's Rebel Wife : Bab 61 - Bab 65

I swallowed hard. My fingers felt clammy as it held onto the edge of the table tightly. I don't know why I did that. I shouldn't have gotten involved. The slam of her words hit me deeper than she must have intended. She came running back downstairs finally looking her age in a cute yellow dress, her tote bag still hung over her shoulder. Her brother calmly waited for her to get down standing by his mother's side, whispering into her ears in Italian. I've been around Italians for almost a decade and I still never understood anything more than the basics of that language. He pressed a kiss against her head, his eyes looking straight into her eyes before his arms left her. Andrea looked like the only thing separating her from a breakdown was her son's presence and words. Her eyes met her daughter's. “You be back by five." She tried to sound firmly but faltered. Selene gave a single stiff nod to her mother before walking in front of her brother out the door. “I'll go with them.

I held my breathe as the figure surfaced more out of the shadows and closer to us. He sauntered towards us with a kind of swagger that looked like he invented it. He had a full devilish smirk displayed on his face. I nearly stumbled back into Rino in relief at the realization that he wasn't him. What was it with this men and their identical features? “The one and only." He drawled out lazily. He was only a few feet away from us now. Slowly he eyes dragged down to me. He cocked his head to the side, his smirk widening. “She doesn't look like a woman who has enough balls to dare try to escape the cluthes of the devil himself but I do see now why we didn't get an invite to your wedding." He spoke to Rino but his eyes stayed on me. I could feel Rino stiffen behind me, his hands around my waist tighten. “It's never branded on the forehead now, is it Nicolo?" At the sound of the edge in his voice, Nicolo’s eyes turned back up to Rino's. Whatever he saw there had him grinning now, a si