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Chapter 19: Execution
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Mafia's Vice Chapter 20: Wilted Sunflower
Sienna I knew when Dante left that night that things had changed. The man who once terrified me with his presence now stood as a broken, defeated shell, covered in the blood of his betrayer. Everything made sense now; his debasing of me, his underhanded bouquet message: disdain, death and revenge. I was nothing but an instrument of vengeance against my father, who he assumed murdered Lenore. I truly meant nothing to Dante, and the thought hurt me more than I care to let on. But then I am taken back to that night. He called me ‘Sunflower’ as an endearment and when I had to call his brothers, I saw that his phone screensaver was a picture of me taken unaware. Why would he do that if he did not care for my existence if I were nothing more than a pawn in his revenge game? I put my coffee cup in the sink and walked out of the door to my garden. It was two weeks later, and I barely saw Dante anymore. Nico said to leave him be for now, and Dario advised to give him time. All I wanted to
Mafia's Vice Chapter 21: Growing Ever Closer - Good Or Bad
Sienna I spend most of my days in my conservatory. I don’t know how Dante did it, or how he knew my favourite flowers, but this is the best gift I have ever received. Things between us are... better - improving. He slept in bed with me at night now but hasn’t tried to have sex with me even once. I think he is a bit too broken at the moment to even think about sexual needs I looked down at my phone and realised that I hadn’t made dinner yet and it was 5 pm already! I grabbed my things from the coffee table and rushed to throw something together for dinner, but I am taken aback by the delicious smells emanating from the kitchen area. Rounding the corner, I am convinced that I was dreaming, that today wasn’t real at all because standing there IN A SUNFLOWER APRON was Dante and he was cooking! “Uh... Dante?” I asked, walking towards him and trying to hold back my smile, but failing miserably. He looks up when he hears my voice and grins. “Girasole,” he starts, “I hope you like Pasta P
Mafia's Vice Chapter 22: La Mia Tempesta
Dante I opened the door to our bedroom and knew that Sienna was fast asleep already. Sighing, I had hoped that the meeting with Nico wouldn’t drag on as long as it did, because I needed to speak with her again. Lately, I seem to crave Sienna’s warmth and closeness, and I’m not sure why I allowed myself to reject her presence in my life. She was pure sunlight in my world of darkness. After a shower, I eased myself into bed next to her and was careful not to wake her up. Since Luciano, Sienna doesn’t know I realise this, but she has had bad night terrors. She would shiver and awake screaming during the night and not remember anything the next day. This has made me regret making her stay for my uncle’s execution - she was not made for death. She stirred as I moved closer to her and turned around, placing her head on my chest as if it was the most normal thing to do. I smile at her night comfort with me and hold her closer, inhaling her pure scent and feeling a tightness in my chest. W
Mafia's Vice Chapter 23: Dario 'Babyface' Dragonetti
Sienna I awake the next morning with an arm wrapped around my waist and at first, I stiffen, then everything that took place last night comes flooding back to me. The image of waking up to Dante in between my legs pleasuring me as I slept will forever be burned into my mind. Last night was... last night was amazing, and that’s all I’ll be elaborating on the subject! Dante stirred and pulled me closer to him, planting a kiss on my shoulder. “Sienna,” he murmured in a voice laced thick with sleep, and I smiled as I turned to face him. He had a smile on his face as well. “Good morning,” I said, and his grin spread. “Hmm, good morning. Did you sleep well?” he asked me and wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me close. I nod, nuzzling into his neck. How did we reach this point exactly?? Was Luciano’s death a blessing in disguise? Feels a bit wrong, but okay. Perhaps I shouldn’t look a gift horse in its mouth, especially since it turned my marriage into something more tolerable. T
Mafia's Vice Chapter 24: Home Invasion
Dante I watch Stefan DiMarco as he enters the restaurant we have agreed to meet in; he is dressed in a white button-down t-shirt and grey slacks. His long blonde hair was tied up and when he saw me, his lip twisted into a grin. It made sense for him to come instead of the Padrino himself, seeing as the ‘Ndrangheta are secretive and don’t trust anyone outside of their own family. Understandable, as I feel the same way. “Dante Dragonetti, a pleasure to finally meet The Dragon himself,” he says and I can’t readily tell if he means that or if it was sarcasm. I get up and shake his outstretched hand and offer him a nod. “Same to you, as you are the future Padrino,” I say, deciding to go for flattery for a change. This sect of the Italian Mafia was impossible to read and extremely volatile when provoked, so I opted to tread carefully. “Ah, you flatter me. Come, let us sit and discuss this possible union.” He says with a voice laced thick in an Italian accent. The ‘Ndrangheta moved a part
Mafia's Vice Chapter 25: No Longer an Outfit Princess
Dante We were near the estate, and I could already sense something was wrong. Someone had killed the lights leading up to the estate. Nico tenses up next to me. “Something’s off,” he says, and I nod as he speeds up. What was going on? “What the fuck?” I exclaim when I see our gates wide open. Nico kills the ignition before I could even ask and we draw our weapons while heading towards the back entrance. There was a secret passage that led into the mansion, and only Nico and I were aware of it. “What the fuck is going on?” Nico hisses, and I shake my head. I had a feeling that I knew who was behind this, but I didn’t want to say it out loud. I think back to Sienna’s call I had killed earlier - could she have been trying to call for help? Fuck. My heart stills when I think of her, unaware of the danger as the Bratva closed in. Was she still alive? Was Dario still alive? “Bratva?” Nico asks, echoing my thoughts and I nod. “Can only be, but how the fuck did they know I would be away
Mafia's Vice Chapter 26: The Aftermath
Dante Sangue per il Sangue. Blood for blood. I will slaughter them for what they did to you. I will decimate their entire clan - this is my blood oath to you, Sienna. I take her hand in mine and kiss the back of it before holding it to my forehead. She was lying on her side, looking so small and vulnerable. You wouldn’t say that this was the same woman who only 24 hours ago, stood proudly pumping bullets into our enemies while she was nursing life-threatening wounds. A real soldier. A real ride or die - My Sienna. The guilt is still fresh in my heart. I killed her call when she needed help because I was too much of a pussy to face my feelings while Sienna took a bullet for me without a second thought. Dario informed me of how she commanded my men before the Bratva boss shot down my panic room. Another burst of pride in my chest. I definitely did not marry a princess. I think back to her pushing me out of the way and jerking against my body; I thought that was just shock. Little di
Mafia's Vice Chapter 27: Wallowing
Sienna Dante tells me it’s okay, that we can worry about having children at a later stage, that this does not make him love me any less… But I couldn’t help it. I felt incomplete and broken like I wasn’t a woman anymore because I could not reproduce. “Sienna, you’re forgetting about the 20% chance your body will have. We will work this out, we will find a way. It kills me to see you like this.” Dante says as he joins me on the bed. I was still laying on my side after 14 days because my back was still tender. The stitches were starting to itch, but the doctor assured me that it was a part of the healing process. At least they were dissolvable. I sigh and look up at the man who has come to mean so much to me. “I know. Please allow me to wallow in my self-pity for a while, Dante. I will be okay,” I say, but I wasn’t sure if I was trying to reassure him or myself. He gives me a tight smile. “Okay, but please do not forget if it wasn’t for you, we would all be dead right now.” My eyes
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