Sienna
After Serena calms herself down, I call Dario to come and collect her. I wasn’t certain whether or not she told him about her discoveries, but I resolved to keep it to myself for now. There is no way for us to know what Sylvana’s true intentions are by her encounter with someone linked to our greatest enemy. All I know is that it can’t be a good thing.
I lean back in my chair and breathe out a frustrated sigh; is there anyone worth trusting nowadays?
A knock on the office door snaps me out of my thoughts and a smile crosses my lips when I see who it is. “Done for the day?” I ask Christian as he strides towards my desk and he replies with a terse nod. “Finally, yes. But it resumes tomorrow,” he says, taking the seat where Serena had been in a few hours ago.
I offer him a strained smile and look down. “Mine never ends,” I murmur, hating the fact that I sounded so vulnerable and insecure right now. Christian gets up from his seat, walks over to me, and pulls me out of my chair. Then he sits down and pulls me into his lap. I blink and look at him with a frown. “What are you doing-?”
“Shh. Just stop worrying for a few minutes and allow me to comfort you,” he declares, wrapping his arms around my waist and holding me close. My body eventually relaxes in his warm embrace after a while and I lean my head into the crook of his neck. He was like my own personal teddy bear, clad in a heavenly scent of dark oakmoss.
He strokes the small of my back with his thumb. “Would you like to talk to me about it?” He asks, soothing me to close my eyes and let out a groan. “Family matters, I’m afraid. I have come upon something and I am just not sure what to do about it,” I admit, my mind going to what Serena has told me.
“I wish I could talk to you about it, but I am afraid that at the moment I am not sure what to do.” I mutter, feeling the gloomy thoughts settling deeper into my mind.
Christian turns my face up to look at him. “If you ever require my help with anything, anything at all Sienna, please remember that I am here. My reach might just stretch further than yours.” He says without sounding cocksure about it.
“Thank you, Christian,” I murmur, stroking his beard and closing my eyes at the softness of it. I feel the smile tugging at his lips, and he kisses my fingers again. “Anytime. By the way, I want to take you somewhere tomorrow; just the two of us.” He says.
I open my eyes to this and sit up in his lap. “Where might that be?”
He chuckles. “It’s a surprise, obviously. You will just need to trust me on this and expect the unexpected.”
“I don’t think I can trust anyone right now,” I say, moving to get up from his lap, but he pulls me back. “Did something happen today?” He asks me with a worried frown and I sigh for what feels like the fiftieth time already. “Yes, but it is not something I want to talk about right now.”
Christian gives me a knowing smile and draws his forehead to mine, closing his eyes. “I hope one day I can prove to you I am worthy of your trust,” he says, then pulls away and opens his eyes. “But I know trust doesn’t exactly come easy in our way of life, so until then, I will always be at your side.”
He strokes my cheek as he says this with his eyes boring deep into mine. Christian doesn’t know this, but he has already crawled into my heart - I am just too heartbroken to take things further. Leaning into his palm, I can’t help but smile at how perfect this moment felt. I had no cares for now, only this moment with him and how right it felt.
Until my cell phone starts to ring.
I let out a groan and remove it from my pocket. “Yes?”
“Sienna, there’s… there’s a problem.” The worried voice of Nico came through on the other side. I frown at his tone. “Nico? What’s wrong?” I ask, getting up from Christian’s lap and pacing the floor.
A strained sob echoes through the receiver, and it takes me a second to know that it is coming from Nico. “Brother, what is wrong? Please speak to me!” I exclaim, my eyes darting to Christian. Nothing can shake Nico like this, nothing at all, so what could have gotten him so riled up?
“She’s left me, Sienna. Sylvana… She’s taken the kids and left.”
My heart sinks and I nearly drop the phone; Sylvana has left? After what Serena has told me, the only thing I can think about is her going back to her old family. Would she truly have given up on us and reverted to her old ways?
“I’ll be right over. Wait for me.” I say and kill the call.
I cannot believe this; a woman I deemed my sister and best friend might have deserted us. Pinching the bridge of my nose, I hear Christian getting up from my chair and walking over to me. He tilts my chin to look at him, looking extremely worried. “Hey, is everything okay?”
I shake my head and will myself not to cry. “That was Nico; apparently Sylvana has taken their children and left him,” I say, not believing the words coming out of my mouth, but I know that even though Nico was extremely cunning, he was definitely not a talented actor.
Christian frowns. “Sylvana left him? But she adores him!” He exclaims incredulously, mimicking my own thoughts, and I nod. “Precisely. Although, after what I have discovered today, I am not quite sure if I know who Sylvana is anymore.” My thoughts slip out of my mouth and I don’t even bother to stop them.
Looking over at Christian, I make up my mind as I wrap my arms around his muscular middle. “Is that offer to help me still on the table?”
SiennaChristian walks with me to Nico and Sylvana’s villa, which is on the same estate as this. I start telling him about Serena’s discovery, and when I conclude my story, he has an impassive look on his face.“Allessio fucking Speranzini,” he says with disgust in his voice.“I guess you know him, then?” I say sarcastically, knowing the reputation that bastard has and how they compare me to him in mafia circles.“Know him? If I knew what the fucker did to you and your family back in New York, I would not have an accord with him right now.” He says.I stop walking and look up at him. “You have an accord with my greatest enemy?”He looks at me. “As I said, Sienna, if I knew he was the reason he caused you pain, I would not have met with him a year ago. You play your cards close to your chest; how was I supposed to know what you two meant to one another? I didn&
SiennaI wake up the following morning with a body pressed up against me, and when I open my eyes, I see Daniella’s sleepy face. Smiling, I decided to savour the moment instead of sprinting out of bed like I usually do.Christian’s words about making myself happy first are still ringing in my head. I don’t know the first thing about keeping myself happy, much less keeping this family happy. But if they are continually looking to me for guidance and support, should I really continue as I have? God knows that I’ve had enough of stewing in this pit of despair, and ten years is a long time…Even though Dante’s body was not recovered in the flames, I never gave up on finding him. Everyone thought I was crazy, following up on leads when someone would spot a person bearing his resemblance, but I loved him so much that I would have moved mountains to see him again.It is only recently I am realising that he mi
Sienna“Not even a clue?” I ask, seeing nothing but darkness and hearing Christian chuckle.“Sienna, this is supposed to be a surprise. Stop asking questions, or I’ll turn this SUV around right now.”“You sound like a parent,” I say, almost rolling my eyes, but it was difficult with a blindfold on. “Ha! Does that mean I get to reprimand you with my belt?”I shake my head. “I can’t deal with you, I really can’t,” I say, tutting at the fact that he turns everything into a dirty joke.We’ve been driving for about ten minutes, Christian blindfolded me as soon as I got into the car, and I am only realising now how my guard had dropped. He can literally do whatever he pleases with me, even take me to Allessio, and it will be all my fault.With my heart in my throat, it occurs to me that I’m vulnerable right now. Fuck!“We’r
SiennaI pick up the sunflower with trembling fingers, too terrified to even open the door and see who threw this here. Only my family and Christian knew that these were my favourite, so who the hell was that and what could this mean?Hearing footfalls on the gravel again, I shove the flower into my handbag and point the Beretta towards the door when it opens.“Easy, there, it’s only me!” Christian says with wide eyes and his hands up in surrender.I lower the weapon and put it back in my bag, noting Christian’s pale face and laboured breathing. For a split second, I forgot that he took a hit before he went searching for the assailant. “We need to get you to a hospital!” I exclaim and move closer to him, ripping open his leather jacket.There’s a lot more blood than I expected.“I’m fine-”“You are obviously not fine!” I exclaim, gesturing for a b
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
SiennaWith four men at my side, I enter the hospital to check on Christian. Last night I had made up my mind to allow him to pursue me and give in to his advances to get what I want. I never had to resort to this in ten years, and I used to pride myself on it, but things have changed.My family is in danger, and at this point, I will do anything to protect them.The bodyguards were still stationed outside Christian’s room when I approached, but they stopped me as I moved to open the door. “Sorry, orders from Madam Cirillo to not allow anyone inside until she’s come out,” he tells me with the twang of a Russian accent.I frown but nod at this anyway and walk towards the chairs opposite the room. So Marla is here, then - great. As if I’m in the mood to deal with her arrogance right now, especially after her nephew took a bullet for me.Half an hour later, the door opens, and she walks out - tall, model-
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 The cold chills me to the bone as I walk along the pier. I know that I needed to be seen out and about without the aid of Serena or Dario because, as far as Allessio knows, they got taken out in the car crash. I have this working for me, as well as Christian’s connections and a possible accord with Arman Kuznetsov. If I play this right, I will be a few moves ahead of Allessio and could win this game with my eyes closed. But I can’t celebrate just yet; there’s still much to do. My cell phone rings, shaking me out of my reverie, and when I look down at the caller ID, I already know what to expect. “Sienna,” Christian’s low, calm voice comes through and momentarily stuns me. I expected a shouting match or even a demand to come back, but not this. “Christian. Are you feeling better after your rest?” I ask, trying not to give away how his voice unnerved me. “Hmm,” he says, “I made my way to your room to find out if you would like to have afternoon tea with me, only to find ou
Matteo Dragonetti - 21 Years Old I watch her get out of the armored limousine and know immediately that she’s my target. Dressed in white and looking as radiant as any blushing bride should look on their wedding day. The only problem is that her last name is Cerulli, and she owes my family a blood debt. Things would have been fine if my father didn’t complete my Dragonetti Blood Training two years ago, then I didn’t have to step up to the plate. But then I had to become Capo at nineteen when they attempted to assassinate my mother. There would have been no blood feud or vendetta, but they decided to touch someone as innocent as Sienna Dragonetti, and now they will all pay the fucking price. “The blushing bride,” my cousin, Lukas, comments when he sees her. “She’ll regret being a Cerulli after today.” “Hmm,” I comment, checking my weapons once again. We’ve planned this ambush for weeks and know exactly which families are inside and which are our allies. “After today, not only will s
Sienna - 5 Years LaterWhoever said that a second chance at a first-time love was impossible was lying through their teeth. Whoever said that a 20% chance of falling pregnant was a pipe dream hasn’t seen my three-year-old son running through my garden on the original Dragonetti Estate.Of course, giving birth nearly killed me again, so we eventually had my womb removed. This means that I cannot have any more children at all, so my protectiveness over Matteo has increased tenfold. He’s Dante’s only heir, the only child I can give him after Daniella, so he needs to be protected at all costs.These last few years have been anything but easy. We recently came to an agreement with my half-brother about my supposed claim to his birthright. He understands now that I have zero interest in the throne and that no one will come to claim it; he and Dante even came to an amiable accord.Nico and Dario have branched out into different parts of Italy and now rule as Capos in their own right. Dante s
Sienna“Come back to me, mia regina. I need you,” I can hear Dante’s voice as if my head is being held underwater, but where I am feels safer, so I don’t try to bridge the surface. It’s warm here; there’s no constant thoughts or overwhelming feelings… there’s nothing. I haven’t felt ‘nothing’ in ages, and right now, I am content.“I’m so sorry,” Dante’s voice comes again and forces me to pay attention to him. “You saw the scared side of me trying to forget about you through using women. I shouldn’t have fought what I felt for you, I should have been open about everything from the start. This is my fault; yet again, you end up close to death because of me.”I try to frown, but my face feels stiff; in fact, everything feels stiff right now. Does Dante still love me? That fact alone should make me happy, but I think that I am past feeling anything for anyone. He crushed me when I walked into his office and shattered my heart like those plates I dropped.Will we ever get past this, thoug
Dante“Find her!” Fuck, fuck fuck! What just happened? It’s well after nine; why the fuck was Sienna not in bed? I pace the floor and drag my hands through my hair in frustration; there’s no way she could have gotten far, not with the men after her.A few seconds later, I hear the gate to the villa crashing open, and when I rush out to see what the fuck is happening, I see an SUV speeding away. Dario comes running towards me, with a concerned look on his face, and he hands me his cell phone.“She took my SUV,” he says, and I can see the little blip that is Sienna rushing to what I assume to be her cottage off the coast. I hand my little brother his cellphone back and give him a nod of thanks before deciding to follow Sienna.Why did she even run out like that? I thought we were through, I thought this is what she wanted! So why did she look so fucking shattered when she saw what I was doing with another woman?“Fuck, Sienna,” I growl while looking at the GPS and seeing Dario’s SUV co
SiennaI feel like an idiot. Not only does Dante not truly want me, but I’m a product of an affair my mother had years ago. A mafia bastard; not a true Vincenzo, and the fact alone makes me hate myself even more.No wonder my mother never cared for my father’s infidelities; she had been unfaithful right at the start of her marriage. Did my father know about it? No, if he did, then I would have been killed a long time ago along with my mother.I sigh and sit up in bed; it’s been three weeks, and Dante hasn’t been back into this room. After he told me about everything, he took it upon himself to turn into a ghost, and we haven’t seen one another since.Dario told me that the day Dante ‘kidnapped’ me, there was a sniper stationed at the cemetery, but they took care of him before he could fire his rifle. All this time, I thought he came for me because he wanted me, or he still loved me when in fact, I’m simply here for my own safety. But even so, why am I here? Why try to keep me safe if
DanteThat wasn’t supposed to happen; that wasn’t supposed to fucking happen!I slam my fist against the tiled shower wall and let out a frustrated growl when I see blood against the ruined tiles. How did we go from arguing to fucking? There was nothing intimate about what we just did, nothing at all, just a raw, primal need for me to claim what’s mine.But Sienna is not mine, not anymore. She’s only here because of the hit on her life, anyway. But then a-fucking-gain, why do I even care that she has a hit out on her? She wanted to be stupid and step back onto Italian soil, so she should face the consequences.Fuck, I need to get out of here for a few days to clear my head.I’m about to turn the taps and get out when I feel Sienna’s arms wrap around my waist. She’s naked against my body, and I can feel every dip and curve of her against me. I breathe out a sigh, then she kisses the scars on my back, and I lean my head back.“What are you doing, Sienna?” I ask, fighting the comfortabl
SiennaIt’s late evening, and Dante’s scent teases me when I amble into our shared walk-in closet; a shiver shoots up my spine, causing goosebumps to pucker all over my skin. As much as I hated to admit it, Dante still had the same effect on me as he did back when we lived in New York.Slipping on a silk camisole and shorts, I sigh as everything hits me at the same time, and I leave the walk-in and head straight to sit back on the bed.I thought that my feelings for him had died; I thought that I had replaced him with Christian, but the truth is that Christian was simply a scab forming over an old wound in my heart. And once that scab fell off, what would have been left of me? What would have been left of Christian?Those scars on Dante’s back sort of brought me down to earth, and I remembered that he wasn’t just this monster who kidnapped me. He went through literal hell at the hands of Allessio Speranzini, and somehow I still blamed him for almost killing me.I blamed him for doing
DanteI knew that getting Sienna back here would cause her to push back, but I didn’t expect her to be this fucking stubborn. The look of disgust in her eyes when she looks at me bothers me a fuck ton, but I can’t force her to love me again.She’ll see that being here is in her best interest. I finish up in the shower, dry off and walk across the bedroom to my closet, but I can feel her eyes on me. When I turn my head to face her, she quickly looks away. I can’t help but grin at her reaction because even though we’ve been apart for over twelve years, I still know Sienna.After throwing on a pair of boxers, I head to the bed, and her eyes widen when she sees me. She sits up in bed with a horrified expression on her face and a trembling hand over her mouth.“Wh…what happened to you?” she stutters as her eyes take in the long thick, jagged welts all over my torso. “Speranzini’s favorite toy was a barbed whip,” I say as I get in bed and turn off the light on the nightstand. “Staring at
SiennaI sit on the once familiar bed and draw my knees closer to my chest. Never in a million years did I think that I would feel this hopeless again; trapped in my own home by my husband like some prisoner. That Sienna died a long time ago, and now she seems to have returned.Dante hasn’t been back since he brought me here, and I didn’t hear him lock the door, but I am still too apprehensive to leave this bedroom. There are a lot of memories here, some that are threatening to choke me with their traces of Daniella, but I push them down. Hopefully, I don’t snap soon.A movement at the bedroom door gets my attention, and I jump up, fully expecting Dante to come back after what happened this afternoon. What I didn’t expect was Sylvana and Serena to be standing at my door with Sylvana holding a tray of food.“Seems like deja vu, just flipped around,” I say, recalling that I did the same to them when they were taken by Dario and Nico.They’re both wearing sheepish smiles as they approac