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Sienna I am in heaven right now. Whoever designed this garden was a Godsend! Every flower planted grew all year long, so the estate always looked beautiful and bright from the outside. I walk towards the winter garden section and sit down on the marble bench built there. This would be my new mecca; this garden would be where I would get lost in. The crocus flowers and snowdrops looked beautiful amongst the frost, and I found myself lost in thought as I stared at them. Reminiscing over my old life I would never get back, the old connections which I now knew were fake, and my parents, who I would never see again. Carmella’s misdeeds were still fresh in my mind, and I felt a tear slip down my cheek as I remembered the poison to her tone yesterday. I had loved and trusted her like a sister, and she gave me up for a person like Dante, who probably only used her. I am not sure how long I sat in the garden like that, but the next second I heard incessant shouting. “She can’t have gotten
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Sienna Dante doesn’t come to bed that night or any other night that follows. Dario, Domenico and I seemed to be getting into a routine at breakfast time; I cook for them while they keep me company. I have truly grown to love the two brothers as my own; they make me laugh and are both fiercely protective over me. When Domenico got asked to accompany me to the supermarket for a quick run to get a few things, a man had touched my arm by accident and he flipped and broke the poor guy’s hand! I was adamant that I would pay for the surgery afterwards, but Domenico, or Nico as I call him now, refused and said Dante would freak out. Dinner time was a different routine: They usually got home just after 6 or 7, cleaned up and we would eat around the table. Dante was always silent but the other two always had stories to tell me. They made my staying here worth the while. I also got to know them better: Dario was a collector of rare knives and had about 50 different tactical ones on display in
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Sienna That evening, I prep a few dishes that I would be cooking the following morning. I was still pretty riled up from this morning’s events and keeping out of the guys’ way. Not that I knew if they were home, anyway. I cleaned up the mess with the Christmas tree in the living room and noticed that, luckily, their gifts were still intact. Good, the gifts amounted equally to over $1.5million, so them being ruined during a stupid argument would have surely made me cry. It was 7 pm, and I had the dinner table set, but no one came into the kitchen to eat and by 8 pm, I covered all the dishes and went up to bed. It seems this morning has left a bitter taste in everyone’s mouths and being Alpha men; they refused to be seated at the same table due to pride. Deciding against my better judgement, I grab Dante’s plate from the warmer and put it onto a tray to take to him in his office. I knew I was setting myself up for disappointment, but my mother always said to treat those as you want to
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Dante Traitors, all of them. My brothers seem to have forgotten who Sienna was and why she was here. All it took for her to crawl into their hearts was food and gifts - they were weak. I come to a stop outside my study and punch the gilded door repeatedly, letting my frustrations out and pretending it was Aldo Vincenzo. The bastard did despicable things to my Lenore before murdering her, things I didn’t even want to think about. She suffered immensely. And for what exactly? To send a message. And what was it with her coming into my study and personally bringing me dinner? What was her plan, what was her game? Why was she being so nice to me when I was awful to her at every turn? I continue to punch the wall, my blood running down the gilded door when I hear someone approach from behind and knowing it was Sienna who followed me. “Dante!” she says with a gasp and runs towards me, taking my fist in her hand. I look up at her with disgust. “Are you sure you want to be near me right n
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Sienna Two months later and early February weather chilled me to the bone. You would think since I grew up in Chicago that I would be used to the cold, but nooo. I cannot stand the cold! I was seated in the winter garden again and had decided to bring along my charcoal and sketchpad so I could take my mind off things for a bit. I haven’t seen Dante and Nico in over a month - they have had to go away to deal with family business upstate, but I had a feeling that they involved pleasure in at least 60% of their exploits; Alcohol, women, and cigars were their poison. The fiasco of a Christmas dinner was still fresh in my mind and Dante’s words cut as deep as when he first spoke them. I cursed my father for marrying me off to him but knew that this was how things worked in Cosa Nostra - it required obedience for women to survive. Dario has been keeping away from me as well and I wondered if Dante ordered him to since we were growing closer every day. I used to think I had an ally in Dar
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Sienna “Oh, come on. I’m sure you haven’t been outside of this estate since you got here three months ago.” Luciano says. He was again trying to convince me to go out for coffee with him, but after Dario’s warning last time, I was wary of being alone with him. He’s been at the mansion for five days now. Dante had asked him to stay, as he would be home in a few days. “Okay, let me sweeten the deal. We could also go visit the New York Botanical Garden?” He says and immediately my mind goes blank. I have been wanting to visit the gardens since I arrived here! Luciano could see that he won because he wore a smirk and held out his arm for me to take. “Shall we?” He says and I lace my arm with his. “You drive a hard bargain, Mr Andretti,” I say and he nods proudly. I didn’t want to be alone with Luciano because I didn’t trust myself around him. He was gorgeous and handsome and made my heart beat faster whenever I would see him. It was probably the loneliness getting to me. He was also
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