Bound by Honour

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s? Here? Why? Something about his tone made it clear that it wasn't a normal occurrence and it defined their relationship

yes told me not to. Instead I crossed my arms, waiting in a

rmuring to himself, "They've

sized outfit once again. "Stay here, things mig

ince I was little. And it was because of that, I was stuck in this sham called marriage with Luca moretti. The look in my eyes said ot

ing to check if I was following his instructions. He prob

I felt like I was drowning in a sea of questions and no one, not my father, or Luca was going to help

iage, the shoot out, everything seemed off and I ju

ing here while Luca went to face his parents. This looked l

f the voices down the hall. The mansion was very big with a lot of rooms a

derly people, growing louder with each

nough to eavesdrop on their conversation wi

have the guts to bring his daughter into this family?" The voice was sharp,

You know that! The arrangement was made a long time ago bef

ack, his father, no doubt. His tone was exactly like Luc

me much of a choice all because of a long t

I wanted. I pressed myself close to the door, desperate to hear more, the real motive

eart pounding as I prayed

d it when the door opened up and to my surprise it was L

mn

e fireplace, looking annoyed but not entirely surprised. On the sofa, sat a woman and a man who could only be his pare

e scanning me like there was a puzzle to be solved. She loo

nts. Enzo and Donna Moret

ely, "it's nic

to my oversized clothes wit

say, not exactly what I expe

ford to show it. She looked like the type t

id in a sharp tone. The question was like a punch to my guts, unexpected and direct.

dad!" He said,

t tone, "It's a reas

"She knows what she needs t

that Luca was wrong. It has always been about me. In fact I was at the center of something much bigge

heavily on me. I needed to deflect, get the at

rd a loud thud noise coming from the doo

Stay here!" He said as he moved,

oing anything, I grabbed a yellow flower vase

t greeted us made me frozen. One of Luca's men was shot dead, lying in his pool of blood

ng the bullet while they engaged in a fist fight. Before thinking twice, I hit the flower vase on the gu

pening, I heard a gunshot fire