Sienna As I come to again, I hear incoherent mumbling behind me. My head feels worse than before, and a bout of nausea sweeps over my body. This concussion is getting worse; one more hit to the head like that and it will cause permanent damage. I need to move; I need to get out of here and get back to my family. Allessio doesn’t know Dante has me here, so he must not want me dead yet. So why the hell did Dante bring me here of all places? I groan and open my eyes, trying to focus on my legs at least. My entire body is screaming out in pain, and tying my hands behind my back while I have broken ribs is causing my breathing to get ragged. “Dante… please… I can’t… I can’t breathe….” I choke out against the pain while trying to get the attention of my psycho, dead husband, but I continue to hear his mumbling and pacing. I don’t think I’m going to survive this; if anything, I think he is close to losing it. “DANTE!” “Shut the fuck up!” He exclaims, shooting at my feet again. “Your fu
Good day readers, I do apologise for the lack of updates for Mafia's Vendetta. I was originally going to continue with this in July again, but I've decided to publish updates every Saturday and Sunday. Finding the inspiration to continue with this was difficult, and I didn't want to simply write for the sake of writing. You all deserve a good story and a proper conclusion to Sienna's journey, be it with her first love Dante, new love, Christian, or loneliness. Weekend updates start from today, and please don't forget to follow me on social media for more news on this series as I don't always check the comments under this book. Thank you for sticking around after all this time. See you soon!
Christian I’m standing outside a hospital door and trying to contemplate the mind of some people. Nadia's daughter- and sister-in-law have been shot, presumably by her own husband. The worst part about the betrayal is that the sister-in-law convinced Nadia to let him stay. She said the husband is clean and free from drugs when Contessa has been feeding it to him in exchange for information. I still remember the joyful look on her face as she told Nadia this after so many mishaps and losses, this was going to be their clean start. Until the one who was supposed to love her ended up being the one to tear her world in two. For that, I would gladly rip the man to shreds with my own two hands. “Christian,” My head snaps towards the voice I didn’t think I would hear in this hospital today, and my heart starts hammering. Sienna walks toward me with a strained smile and heavy makeup on her face, and Arman leads her in. He seems livid, but takes my hand when he sees me. “Nadia is in with
Sienna I’m trying not to look over at Christian in the driver’s seat and attempt to read his mind. We showed up quite unexpectedly last night, but the look on his face when he saw me wiped all my worries away. As messed up as my emotions are right now, knowing that Christian is by my side makes everything seem a bit better. Yes, I am well aware of how odd that sounds. “Are you sure you want to do this, Sienna?” He asks me from the driver’s seat. “Am I sure that I want to see the man I thought was dead all this time? No, but it needs to be done.” I say, then realize how harsh that sounded coming out. “Sorry.” He shakes his head. “If this will help, just know that I will be here for you no matter what happens,” he says, and I know he means every word. The only problem is that I don’t exactly know what will happen now that Dante is back. “Up ahead; take a left and continue further. It's the only farmhouse in the area.” I point and direct him to the safehouse Arman brought me to last
Christian I could feel the anger rippling off Sienna when she walked past me and immediately knew coming here was a mistake. Not only is she angry at Dante, but she’s also hurting a lot and I’m not simply meaning her broken ribs. She did not expect her reunion with Dante to be like this at all. “Drakos,” came the voice of Dante as I was about to follow her out and turn around to face the man who might still hold Sienna’s heart. He smirks when I look at him, arms tied behind his back and shaking his head while it’s bowed. “What do you want?” “So you’re the one vying for Sienna’s heart, are you?” He chuckles, then looks back up at me. “Let me tell you why that will be the biggest mistake of your life.” “I don’t need you to tell me anything about Sienna, Dante, what I already know is enough,” I say, then turn to walk out of the door, but he stops me with one sentence. “She’ll never be yours completely, you know that right? A part of her will always pine for the man she loved and l
Sienna My meeting with Dante did not go as expected; for one, he’s adamant that he knows nothing when I can tell he’s lying. There’s something he’s not telling me, but I’ll have all the time to figure it out when we arrive in Greece. I didn’t want to pull Christian into this even more; Marla will surely call off our deals with the Greek Cartels after this. Not only that, but Christian wants to marry me… I don’t actually know how to deal with that. Frankly, it’s a bit too much for me right now. However, even as I think all this, I’m allowing Christian to hold my hand while we walk the halls to Arman’s office. We’re leaving in a few minutes, but there’s one person we need to inform about our departure. Well, two but I can’t seem to find her. “Ready?” Christian asks me when we neared the door. “As I’ll ever be; there’s no point in staying here anymore when all we’ll do is bring harm to them,” I say, then raise my hand and knock on the door. Arman calls for us to enter and I take a d
Sienna Dario and Serena’s plane took off before us. Daniella got too excited and passed out within an hour. We still have ten hours to go, and right now, all I want to do is sleep; too much has happened and to be honest, I feel completely burnt out. Christian has been quiet since we left the Kuznetsov estate; well, not deathly quiet, just more reserved. He barely touches me, just light grazes, and it's like he’s a million miles away. I wonder if he spoke with Dante and lied to me about it; come to think of it, he’s been acting strangely since that night. My mind doesn’t allow me to ponder this further because six hours later, I wake up and see Christian looking out the window with an intensely worried look on his face. “Hey,” I call to him, watching how the smile changes his entire expression once he turns to look at me. “Everything okay?” “Everything is perfect, Sienna,” he says, looking every bit as exhausted as I felt a few hours ago. “Did you sleep well?” I frown at his defle
Christian“No one is safe with me here; it would be in your best interest to let me go,” Dante says after Sienna walks out, and he looks up at me with cold eyes. I shake my head. “That decision is Sienna’s to make since you are her captive,” I say, about to turn around, but his words stop me.“You love her, don’t you?”I turn my head to look at him and raise my eyebrow. “That is none of your business,” I say, and he chuckles.“As all-encompassing as Sienna’s love is, and trust me, her love is pure - it will also bring you so much more pain in the end. I mean, look at how far I fell because I allowed her into my heart.” He says and scoffs. “I used to be the most feared man in New York before Sienna, and I thought her love only strengthened me. But as I look back now, I realise that there’s no such thing as love, just weakness.”“You allowed yourself to be weakened, Dante; that blame you cannot place on Sienna,” I say. “Just tell her what she wants to know, and then you can leave.”“Do
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