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
SiennaWhen I open my eyes to Christian’s sleeping face, my heart warms at the sight of him. Last night I made it known to him that I am his even if he doubts me, and my persuasion seems to have worked. After mulling things over yesterday, I realised that the look I saw in Dante’s eyes was anger. Not directed at me, but a plan was already forming in his head, and it did not concern me. When Dante gets released, he will want nothing to do with me as I do not factor into his plans anymore. I know Dante better than anyone, and that look was him wringing out his last love for me and replacing it with vengeance. He always called me his weakness, and I know now that there’s no place for me at his side anymore.So, where does that leave me now? With Dante back, this war isn’t mine anymore. I will have to step aside and allow him to continue being a leader to his family. But then again, how do we know that Allessio won’t reactivate his mindless soldier side? And what about Daniella? Will he
SiennaI key in the code, and the smell of blood hits me as soon as I step inside the room. Dante is slumped over once more, and when he looks up at me, a chill runs up my spine - his face is coated in blood.“Get me a first aid kit right now!” I say through gritted teeth and stalk towards Dante, who is now wearing a grin.“You have no authority-”I pull out my Beretta and hold it against the guard’s head, watching as his eyes widen at my action. “Get me a first aid kit, or your brain will join Dragonetti’s blood on the floor,” I hiss. The guard nods then he walks off to get me what I asked.“No longer an Outfit Princess, are you?” Dante asks when I sit down in front of him and take his face in my hand to look for wounds.“You should know this well by now,” I say and take the first aid kit from the guard whose respect I seem to have won. I take out surgical swabs and bandages and get to work on his face.His eyes are on me all the while, and he doesn’t even seem to blink.“Why are you
SiennaDecember has always been a sorrowful month for me; but as I wake up to Christian’s face once more, I decide to pocket my hurt just for one day. I intended to rest my eyes for a few minutes, but I guess I was too exhausted after all.Yesterday was hard. I thought I was strong enough to face Dante and speak about Daniella. But hearing him brush her off as if she’s nothing has shattered my heart to pieces. I thought he would at least fight to see his own daughter, but I guess Allessio killed off the last remnants of Dante’s humanity.I shake my head and turn on my back, sighing; I won’t be sad today. Dante is being released; after today, he will no longer be my problem.Turning my head, I give Christian a peck on his stubbled cheek and then walk to my own bedroom. After a shower, I get dressed and head toward Daniella’s bedroom, but I don’t find her in there at all. Panic starts to bloom in my chest, and I rush downstairs as fast as my bruised body can carry me.“Daniella?” I cry
SiennaI don’t think my heart will ever recover from what has transpired in the last twenty hours; my morning went from the best to the absolute worst. Nico somehow knew that Dante was being kept on the island and came to break him out even though we were just about to release him. A bullet is lodged in Daniella’s spine, and she will never walk again. On top of that, she lost a substantial amount of blood, and her brain was starved for oxygen for too long. She’s currently in a coma, and the outcome does not look good.As I sit by her bed, holding her tiny hand in mine, I can’t help but blame myself for what has happened to her. I brought her into this dangerous world, and now my lifestyle might have just taken her out of it.I can’t do this anymore; I can’t keep on fighting a war that is no longer mine. Dante can have his title back, and Allessio can have the mantle. I’m done leading the life of a mafioso; I’m done with bloodshed and violence and if I have to live this life alone, th
DanteThe moment I saw how she looked at Drakos was when my heart turned to stone. She used to look at me like that; like I was the only person in the entire world. I know that I have no right to ask her to love me, not after the damage I inflicted on her body, not after I nearly killed her. I remember everything I did and everything I was subjected to at Speranzini’s fucking hands.I thought that I had hardened my heart to everything until I saw my daughter bleeding out in another person’s arms. My self-control nearly snapped, and I wanted nothing but to wrap my arms around Sienna and comfort her.But that’s not the role I get to play in her life anymore. I am no longer her Tempesta… I am merely a man brought back from the dead to kill her.Sienna cannot be in my life, and she cannot be the queen I once desired. I need to make the people responsible for all this pay with their lives - they ruined my life and completely turned it upside down for over ten years. And all for what?“D-D
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