Bound by Honor (Born in Blood Mafia Chronicles, #1)

by Cora Reilly

Women in our world belonged to their husband. They were his property to deal with however he pleased.

“Aria must look awfully delicious in comparison to your old wife.”

We don't say shit like that. Is it giving arrogant?

We don't stay shit like that

“Will he watch me when I shower too?” “If I want him to.”

I hate conversations like these, they make zero sense. you're just making Yourself look inexperienced and no Virgin in the 21 century would say something like that.

Nor would Luca allow it. I was his, as Romero never ceased to remind me.

She's the one that keeps reminding us.

Good dog, I wanted to say.

You too, you came back.

I would never do that. I think faithfulness is the most important thing in a marriage. So you can calm yourself now—my body is still only yours.”

No woman in her right mind would say this.

“Do it. Take me, so I can really hate you.”

It's giving Stockholm syndrome.

“I’m not a good man, Aria. I never pretended otherwise. There are no good men in the mafia.”

One minute your not a monster, next minute your not a good man make up your mind.

“I was thirteen and my father thought it was time for me to become a real man, since I’d already been initiated. ‘You can’t be a virgin and a killer.’ That’s what he said.” Luca smiled coldly. “He paid two noble prostitutes to spend a weekend with me and teach me everything they knew.” “That’s horrible.” “Yeah, I suppose it is,” Luca said quietly. “But I was a thirteen-year-old teenage boy who wanted to prove himself. I was the youngest member in the New York Famiglia. I didn’t want the older men to think of me as a boy. And I felt like a big deal when the weekend was over. I doubt the prostitutes were overly impressed with my performance, but they pretended that I was the best lover they’d ever had. My father probably paid them extra for it. It took me a bit to figure out that not all women like it if you come all over their face when they give you a blow job.”

Bitch Hello. Should I call child services? Do you need a therapist? Your father's messed-up ways don't justify your behavior and why you're a horn dog. This whole conversation is not normal conversation when you find out that your husband of 48 hours has been cheating on you. Like girl, gets a reality check. Like Annie are you ok?

“I was really worried tonight.” “Worried that I’d let someone have what’s yours.”

You're letting him have control over you by saying you're his.

I shifted away from his hand that had moved on from my hair to my throat. I didn’t want his touch. He sighed. “You’re going to make this really difficult, aren’t you?” I stared.

Like what women wouldn't make it difficult. You go out and cheat within a few hours of being newly married, like come on bro. He's lucky he's not married to me I would have cut up on him as her for trying to play in my head top. And Aria keeps letting him touch her, like girl grow a backbone.

“I’m sorry for what you saw today.” “But not sorry for what you did.” He looked exasperated. “I rarely say I’m sorry. When I say it, I mean it.” “Maybe you should say it more often.”

My biggest pet peeve. Someone who knows they did something wrong and gives a half-ass apology and wants you to just accept it and move on like nothing happened. Smh 🙄

And no matter how much I wanted to deny it, I could imagine developing feelings for the Luca I saw in the restaurant.

They only spent like two minutes together and all of a sudden she see a beautiful future together with a happy ever-after getting real.

I flushed. Luca brushed a finger over my cheek. “I love how you blush whenever I say something dirty. I can’t wait to see your blush when I do something dirty to you.”

He still trying to get inher pants 🙄

Why couldn’t he stop touching me?

For something that will never happen: that you’ll want to make love to me and not take me like I’m your possession. Part of me didn’t want to settle for less; the other part knew I had to.

But yet you're acting like his possion and settling like a coward and not standing up for yourself

“The morning after our wedding night, you asked me if I knew how to fight, so maybe you can teach me how to use a knife or a gun, and maybe some self-defense.”

This is the first thing we do as a married couple, no actual date, no walk in the park, no signs seeing around the city. Like smh 🙄. She talks so much about wanting a “normal life” but jumps straight ahead wanting how to learn how to fight.

“I’m serious. I know I have Romero and you, but I want to be able to defend myself if something happens. You said it yourself, the Bratva won’t care that I’m a woman.”

Well at least she's trying to protect herself, but we all know this is just an excuse for physical activity.🙄 not subtle at all.

men. “Attack me, but try not to cut yourself.” “Won’t you get a knife too?”

They love their knives 🙄.

“Why don’t you ask Luca if you can go to college? You’ve got perfect grades. You would have no trouble getting into Columbia.”

Finally someone offing some advice, let us orey that Aria is smart and “wants” to be more than the golden trophy wife.

He grabbed the hem of my nightgown and began pulling it up. I put my hand over his.

Like bro we just got done talking about this like 511 different times, keep yah hands to yourself. On a serious note, if someone told you that their not ready to be intimate then you need to respect that choice. The fact that he keeps trying and not asking her flat out if she is ready for the next step show how little he respects her. She's no better than the side piece while trying to act all high and mighty. You keep letting him disregard your choice at every opportunity he gets. But what do I know 🙄

Luca’s body turned me on. Maybe I wanted love, but my body wanted something else.

She finally admitted to it, the truth will set you free.

him. I wanted to lay my claim on him, wanted to make him forget about the women of his past.

Grace.

“I have a few cousins you could hang out with. I’m sure they’d enjoy going shopping with you.” “Why does everyone think I want to go shopping?” “Then do something else. Have a coffee, or go to a spa, or I don’t know.” “I still have a spa certificate that I got at my bridal shower.”

Go to college, pick up needling, and do something because girl you need a storyline, and besides your boring on your own. 🙄

“Cosima gave you a letter that told you to go the apartment?” His voice was tight with barely controlled anger. I nodded, then swallowed before I dared to speak. “And a key. It’s still in my bag.” “That fucking bitch,” he growled. “Who?” “Both of them. Grace and Cosima. They’re friends. Grace must have put Cosima up to this. That cunt.”

He can't be mad at anybody but himself for jumping into bed with your side hoe and getting caught up by your wife of 48 hours. At the end of the day you choose to lie down with her, so you can't get mad at someone else for putting you. you I just find it so funny that the blame is shifted. Even if it was a setup you still cheated at the end of the day.