**Under Review**
The world revolves around POWER.
Power brings the money.
Power brings the respect.
Power brings the control.
Power owns the people.
Dario Romano may have escaped death yet again but he is far from the clear. A blood war is on the...
"What the hell Dario?!" I nearly jumped out of my skin. What was he thinking starring at me like that while I slept. Was he watching me sleep?
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"Is there a reason you spoke of Damon while you slept?" What did he say to me. My heart dropped and I felt the blood rush to my cheeks. How embarrassing.
"Were you having a wet dream of the man you just met while laying in bed next to your husband?" His tone was calm, too calm. He was pissed. It's too early in the morning for this.
"More like a nightmare if anything. He brought me back to Italy, my dream couldn't get any worse." I spat irritated and quickly got out of bed. What a way to start off the morning. I went into the connected bathroom and handled my morning routine before returning to the room to see Dario already fully dressed in a casual dress shirt and pants. He looked good now that I took him in. Dario was always an attractive man undoubtedly but he looked even better. Now that I analyze his appearance he seemed to have gained some muscle. Must have been from captivity. What was his twin feeding him cows?
"You like what you see?" He asked with his back still facing me. He must've felt me watching him. I didn't bother to answer him. Instead I changed into something a little more appropriate knowing he wouldn't want me walking around the place in a sports bra. Throwing on a t-shirt, I headed for the door but his next words made me freeze in place
"Kiana will be here soon." I dreaded this day. I missed her with everything in me but I could never being myself to contact her out of fear. Now I didn't have a choice but to face her. God knows she probably hates me. I left her without warning with the very people I hated. The very people we both wanted to leave behind. Instead I was selfish and left her and my son behind. The guilt was eating me alive.
"Rilassarsi" (Relax)
His breath on my skin gave way to goosebumps and his hand on my waist brought in a heat I didn't want to feel. I hated his touch so much and yet it's the only one I craved. It's funny, the very hands that have harmed me are the ones that make me feel the most.. sexually that is. I hadn't even noticed when he approached me. I was too deep in thought.
"You would have to get this confrontation over with eventually. We have more important things to worry about than a disagreement between you two."
"A disagreement you call it? I left her behind like she was nothing Dario."
"As you did our son and everyone else here. The difference is that Kiana is the only person's feeling who you consider and that why her unpredicted reaction scares you."
"For an asshole you really are spot on with your intelligence in reading people." I uttered.
"This asshole has to be able read people in order to stay alive. It comes with the territory and I would suggest you not speak to me like that a second time if you know what's best for you, sí?" I guess England made me forget my place. Who was I kidding? I'm dealing with Don Romano, I'm in over my head. The old Dario would've probably slammed me to the wall by now for this disrespect but he did begin changing before everything went downhill. Maybe this is the new him. A little more patient, a little less aggressive—ha, I sound like an idiot. Wishful thinking is what this is. Dario really will always be the man who kidnapped me, abused me, forced me into a marriage and impregnated me. Nothing will change that. Nothing will ever truly change him. It's only a matter of time before his true colors begin to show again. I suppose for my sake I need to revert to the old Kiara. The one who knew her place in this world. The one who knew it's better to be submissive and careful than to be Kiara Dawnes, the impulsive, rebellious and carefree woman I was before I met this man. Here, Dario is in charge. He owns almost everything in Italy including me and swallowing that pill was harder than anything I'd ever done with the exception of leaving Matteo. That is now my biggest regret since it inevitably didn't change a thing for me. I ended up right back where it all started.
