Union Of Death (Secrets of The Famiglia Part 2) novel Chapter 37

His engagement to Camilla was known amongst the Famiglia and public but since our time at the manor he was never spotted with her often. It took me a while, but I could say that he never crosses my mind when I am awake. I have moved on.

Kylie told me, the day I confessed everything to her, that moving on, and loving different people is a normal thing to do. She said a strong woman loves without worry. It is all part of the ride.

Her advice helped me realize that Marco Catelli was not meant to be part of my entire story, and Leonardo was just a really good idea but not worth writing about. His infidelity is something my sister hates but knowing him I know his reasons run far more than just the story people paint about him. The two of us have gotten close and he is the one I would choose tomorrow as my 3rd Protector.

Papa wants to cut off his dick and shove it in his throat. I know, he told me many times after Guilia called crying. Papa also wants to do worse with Deno since the two of us have become somewhat friends that saw more of each other than was acceptable, but he was the Capo of the Famiglia and I happened to be quite interesting in his now newfound life. The Queen of Shadows is an important person to have as a friend.

To think Leonardo had my sole interest for years. Life always shows you why it does what it does when you are ready.

As for Gabriel, he didn't want to hear about working for my father. In his charming way, I was beginning to believe that he didn't hold my father in the highest regard.

“Come to the Apartment, I’ll invite a few people over and we can just relax, tomorrow you’ll be official, Legal to be Illegal.”

“I can’t. If I want to enjoy tomorrow, I need to get that assignment done and finish that art piece for Mrs Krane. Plus, I promised Kylie I’d meet her for lunch then I have to get to the Azure for dinner with Deno, it’s Thursday.” This time I am talking about the truth. I had a lot to do before tomorrow.

He touches my cheek, his deep attentive gaze frowning at me, “Has Kylie mentioned anything to you about her and Vincent?”

“Maybe, why?”

“Michel mentioned he’s been staying there.”

This is a moment where I have to chew my tongue. Vincent has been staying there, and Kylie isn’t the reason. The truth was much bigger than that, and no place for me to open my mouth, especially to Gabriel.

A few months ago, Deno and I went out, which was a normal thing now. The Capo of the Famiglia and I were friends. Real friends. And with that friendship came knowledge and trust that I would never jeopardize. And one of those things was the daughter of Gabriel’s Uncle, Amariya DeMarco. Her story is one story that the more I learn the less I want to know.

It is a dark and twisted nightmare; she still lives with. It is the reason she calls herself Beggar and the reason my father had to work so closely with the Catellis’. It is also the reason Vincent is living with Kylie, because Amariya is there, hiding from her husband, Lucca Sanati. The man I am going to kill.

The funny thing is, I didn’t find out from Kylie, it was Deno who spilled the beans about everything.

“Maybe Vincent finally decided that a Texan girl is exactly what he needs.”

“Maybe. You should get your ass home!” I know Gabriel doesn’t buy that, but I also know he will never suspect me of knowing anything.

“Miss Capello, we need to leave.” I smile at that sound as I look across to Salvatore. His black suit fits him like it was meant for him, which it was because it is tailored.

“Think about what I said,” I tell Gabriel as he touches the tip of my nose before giving chin lifts to Salvatore and Leonardo.

I walk the small distance to the Bentley as Salvatore opens the door for me, my mind contemplating on what I should be doing first.

“Are you sure you can't come? it will be nice to see you before the baby is born." Guilia whines as I open the door of my house.

“I can't Guilia, I have finals. I promised my friend I would stay with her for the long weekend,” The lie comes naturally as I take the stairs to my bedroom.