Chapter 11

Arianna Romano

Grumbling and angry about the plan Salvatore came up with, I looked at the dress arranged on my bed along side the undergarments but what caught my eye was the veil placed beside all the clothing.

I have to hide my identity despite exposing everything else. How does this even make any sense?

"C'mon is this the best Salvatore can come up with?" I ask into thin air and just the saying applies, speak of the devil and he shall appear.

"Yes actually, that's the best I could come up with.

You know you're the only one capable of this task."

He says entering my room and closing the door lightly before wrapping his bulgy arms around my neck and resting his chin on my head.

Turning my head to the side and looking at him with scorn, I was mentally calculating the odds, weighing the options, going over possible outcomes, the probability of what'd happen and risks we're taking in going to the Lion's den that I didn't notice Salvatore kissing up my neck.

"We have work to do Salv, now