Capo Dei Capi (Secrets of the Famiglia Part 1) novel Chapter 62

“Why can’t she stay here now? One weekend isn’t going to put her in danger.” My feet follow the tall man as he walks around my bedroom putting his shirt over his naked back.

I know what I look like, my hair is wild, my face in a tight scowl as I remain a tail on his back. It is in my DNA to be pliant, to follow the lead of a man. But this man, knows there is not a pliant bone in my body. I have shown him all of what makes me, I have given myself to him and he has accepted me.

My Grandfather had instilled in me, my route of survival in this wicked world I was born into was my ability to remain unseen unless spoken to. That was never me and the day I saw the man he was, he knew.

I knew eventually my time would come to get married, I am 29 hardly young in our world of crime and blood. In fact I am old. I should be a mother by now.

I was hoping when the time came to sacrifice my soul and body, I would at least have some choice, but my Grandfather , the last remaining piece of my father decided for me.

And right now, 6 months after I arrived in Seattle, the Catelli’s district, turf. I still don’t understand why my Grandfather chose this man. When I sat in his office all those months ago, I thought he would have chosen a Capello or Vasati. Not a Catelli, especially not the boy I once loved.

My Grandfather basically pawned me off to a Catelli. The Catelli are known for their ruthless control of what they deem as theirs. They are one of the most powerful families in America, controlling most of the North, and part of the South.

Some of those places they took once belonged to my family, before they took it. My Grandfather was still powerful in his own right and feared, he was after all the Capo Dei Capi once upon a time and now the Godfather of all Godfathers and I am the sole heir to everything that is his.

Obviously because of the way of our world, that power will go to the man who married me, the man I am currently glaring at. The boy I once loved, who is now a man I am deeply inlove with.

“Why won’t you even reply me? A simple no Camilla will suffice.”

“You look too cute when you angry. I like you cute,” He says as he gets his watch off my white night stand next to the bed and though I want to be angry at him I lose it.

Marco Catelli is a lot of things, but he is a man I have come to love deeply in these last 6 months. More than the boy I once loved.

“And you frustrate me when you ignore me.” I cover the two steps between us and he spins around sensing my body heat, his dark black orbits stare at me, as my pulse races. HE IS MINE