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“They’re very good. Baking and fighting, you’ll make a man very happy one day.” “I only want you.”
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“If you don’t go, then you’ll have to live with my presence,” I said. Before I had time to think about it, I sank down on Savio’s lap. Diego’s sharp intake of breath made me smile, but it died when Savio’s arm came around my waist. Shock shot through me. I hadn’t expected him to react that way. Shove me away? Yes. Shock? Yes. Pulling me closer as if I belonged on top of him? No. My gaze darted over to him and he leaned back against the headrest, pulling me with him. His eyes met mine and there was something in them that had me swallow thickly.
“You and Dad decided who I’m going to marry as if I’m not a person capable of making her own decision. I bet you felt mighty powerful handing me over to your friend Mick like some expensive gift. Did you barter for me? Did you and him joke about what he’d have to do to marry me?”
Sometimes when I looked at her cute face, I considered having kids myself in the distant future, then Nevio usually did something that made me want to get a vasectomy.
“It’s your concern because I want Gemma, and I don’t give a fuck what I’ll have to do to get her.”
“Oh Kitty, I will own you, even if I have to shove my knife into his fucking heart.”
I didn’t get how any man could be excited about marrying a woman who didn’t want him. The idea of spending my life with a wife who thought of something else while I fucked her made my skin crawl.
“I’m not worried about her being yours. No one with half a brain will touch a Falcone woman. But she might want you to be hers too, remember that.”
“College?” she blurted. “I’m supposed to go to college? My father would never send me there.” “I’m going to send you. I told you I want you to be who you want to be.” Anger flashed on her face, taking me by surprise. “It’s funny how both you and my family think you know what’s best for me when neither of you ask what I want. You decide over my head like they do. That isn’t letting me decide for myself, Savio. That’s oppression in disguise. Maybe I want to be only a wife and mother, maybe I don’t want to go to college. Shouldn’t it be my choice what kind of life I want?”
I knew what this was really about, him trying to postpone our wedding as long as possible. He wanted to keep up his male slut life while I waited for him to be ready to wed.
“If anyone else treated me the way you just did…” “I’d cut his dick off and let him bleed out,” I finished. “Do you want people to think I’m someone who can be disrespected? Do you want people to call me your slut like they do your other girls?” “Nobody would dare because you are my fucking fiancée, because you’ll be a Falcone. That’s a fucking big difference.” “Then treat me different to your sluts.”
“Can you please cancel my engagement to Savio? I don’t want to marry him anymore, and I don’t think he really wants to marry me either.” He became still. “You’re asking me to cancel your promise to my brother?” I merely nodded. “Then he’ll be free to do as he pleases, and I can find someone who really wants to marry me.”
“They aren’t coming over. Gemma asked me to nullify your engagement,” Remo said as if he was talking about the fucking weather. I stared at him, feeling like I’d been sucker-punched. Serafina got up to stop Nevio from trying to climb the bar. “You are the biggest idiot on the planet.” Ignoring her, I walked around to Remo. “Don’t tell me you agreed to this nonsense.”
“I won’t give up Gemma, Remo. I don’t give a fuck what you say or decide. I’ll marry her. And don’t play the high card, you fucking kidnapped a bride and held her captive until she succumbed to your madness.” Remo gripped my collar and jerked me against him, his eyes burning with rage. Everyone fell silent, and even the kids watched open-mouthed. Remo shook with the effort not to beat me to a pulp, or try at least. “Never mention it around the twins again, got it?” he said in a deadly voice. “You’re lucky I don’t want Greta to see me breaking your fucking jaw.”
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The last words I’d said to her flitted through my head, the horrible things I’d told her, how badly I’d treated her. As if she was nothing but a sex toy for me, nothing important when she was the only girl who’d ever been a friend, the only girl I’d ever wanted for more than sex. Yet, I hadn’t shown her. I had clung to my freedom, because the rush of those meaningless flings and party nights had brightened the darkness that so often filled my insides. It hadn’t worked, not for long. Like a flash that broke through the night for only an instant, the thrill of my flings hadn’t banished that
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Yet, how could a simple vow, a wedding, turn people into family. It took more than that. Like trust, it took effort.
“When I first became friends with Diego, it was because I loved spending time at your house. It was the first time I witnessed a normal family, one that wasn’t fueled by hate, pain, and fear.
