Union Of Death (Secrets of The Famiglia Part 2)

1 month later

I head to the door of my house, and that is when my phone rings. They say a ring can come in many forms, and mine came in this one.

“Hello Papa.”

“Hello, Aliyana.”

“You sound so serious, is everything okay?”

“I need to see you, I'll be there in the next hour.”

“Okay. I didn't know you were in the city.”

“I wasn't until a few hours ago, there has been an accident, the Rasetto’s family plane blew up, no one survived.”

I listen to my father and I still don't know what that has to do with me. But Marco comes to mind and my hands get sweaty. I haven’t seen him since my sister and her baby died.

other Shadows agreed it was best he kept his distance. The death of my sister still a wound not yet healed.

Kylie because of Marco. The Shadows searched for her, day and night but

just like he said and I go to his office, that was destroyed in the explosion along with my sister. My mother’s picture no longer sits on his desk. His office is just

power I have wanted in blood. I have loved one woman only to lose her because of her betrayal. But Aliyana, from the moment you were born you have been my redemption, you, Aliyana have been the one thing in my life I have loved without condition. You always knew I was a bad man, but you accepted my love, my status

“Papa?”

and only asked you for so little. But

I whisper

to face me, I am confused, what is

a favor. It is considered bad luck but also shameful and weakness we do not need. I am afraid that I was asked a favor that has doomed us

is he talking about? His eyes are so red that I am sure if look hard

ones to fall today. There is a shift in power, the Capo Dei Capi has got a new name, and that name needs a wife Aliyana.” I close

I was going to tell you, I want to marry him.” I am not sure

father looks at me, and for the first time I see his tear in his eyes fall, “That will not be possible any longer, like my daughter, The Consigliere of The

cry. I have thought of a thousand ways in which I would one day come to this moment, me on my knees in front

“Who is he?”