Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 89772 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 449(@200wpm)___ 359(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89772 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 449(@200wpm)___ 359(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
He shrugged. “Love and hate is a very thin line.”
“This. Is. Not. Love. This. Is. A. Death. Sentence.”
“Sienna, enough!” El Capo roared.
I didn’t think this could get any worse. I was so wrong.
Papà added, “You will be married next month on your birthday.”
I scoffed out a snide breath. The day I was supposed to be set free turned into the day I’d die.
My eighteenth birthday.
The date I would marry my arch nemesis.
Crucifixio Martinez.
El Diablo’s son.
Chapter 15
—Cruz—
“We have business to finish, Gino. Take Sienna back to her room,” Luciano ordered.
“Si, Luciano.”
“Papà—”
“Sienna, say goodbye to your fiancé. You won’t see him again until your wedding day.”
“And then what?”
“Then you’ll be his wife and obey his orders.”
She glared at me. “I will never.”
“Sienna…” he warned in a stern tone.
“Where will we live?”
“You don’t need to worry about any of that. It’s all taken care of.”
“So not only do I have no say in my husband or my life. I don’t get an opinion when it comes to my home?”
“Princesa—”
She interrupted me, “How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that?”
“By my count, this is only the fourth.”
“You just have an answer for everything, don’t you?”
“I’ll give your father the number to the interior decorator and you can call her to set up a time where you can go to our home and figure out the bullshit details I couldn’t care less about.”
“Did you hear, Papà? He couldn’t care less about me.”
“Don’t twist my words.”
“Great. How about you don’t talk to me at all then?”
“Sienna…” her father repeated in the same harsh tone.
“This engagement is off to a fabulous start. Can’t wait to see what our marriage will look like,” she retorted.
“At least you’re thinking about our marriage.”
She took a step forward, getting right in my face and I resisted the urge to claim her lips. “Let’s get one thing straight, Cruz. I’m only marrying you because I have no other choice, but I swear I will never be your wife where it matters.”
El Capo slammed his fist down on the table, much harder than moments ago. “You will not disrespect your fiancé in my presence ever again! I raised you better than that. Do you understand me?”
Before she got in any more trouble, I bent forward and kissed her cheek.
Murmuring in her ear for only her to hear, “Once you carry my last name that’s half the battle. I’ve won. Do I have your undivided attention now? Because, sweetheart, we have a connection between us. You see it. You feel it. You want it. Me. And if you continue to deny what’s mine, all I have to do is take what belongs to me... You.”
She growled, making my cock twitch. Since I didn’t want a bullet to the head by her father, I went to kiss her cheek one last time, but the little shit shoulder checked me and walked away.
Without saying, “Goodbye,”
I chuckled. I hadn’t laughed since Adriana was taken. It was a nice change of pace even if it was simply for a second.
“The next time I see you, princesa, you’ll be saying, ‘I do.’”
She ignored me and left. Never looking back.
“I apologize on behalf of my daughter,” Luciano declared, bringing my attention back to the men.
“Lorenzo, we all have daughters,” Papà reminded as I sat down. “They’re more difficult to control. Mine would have responded the same way. You’re doing what’s best for her. She’ll eventually understand and thank you for it.”
Luciano nodded, appreciating his sentiments. “Now, let’s get down to business and why we’re here. The wedding will be front page news, it will be reported in the media, through online sources, and the news stations. It will be the wedding of the century from here to America and every state and country in between.”
“I’ve spoken with Detective Dylan McGraw, he knows that Adriana was taken and what I have to do,” Papà revealed.
Uncle Dylan was a close friend of our family. My father told me he was the one who helped him fake his death in the first place almost two decades ago.
“Obviously, the men who took your daughter, Alejandro, know you’re alive, but are you ready for the world to find out as well?” Luciano questioned, nodding at him.
“I’ll do whatever I have to do to get my daughter home. I’m getting older, Lorenzo. This is the only choice I have left. I never wanted to bring my family into this life, however things have changed overnight. The joining of our families will provide the protection I need in order to find her. Whoever took Adriana will know I’m no longer in hiding and above all, I’ve joined forces with one of La Famiglia. They’ll realize very fucking quickly who’ve they’ve fucked with. Except, it’s not just El Diablo anyone. It’s the five families.”