BOOK ONE
Ashley Wilson
There are those who say fate is something beyond our command. That destiny is not our own, but I know better. Our fate lives within us, you only have to be brave enough to see it. Marrying a stranger wasn't the best decision I...
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"What the fuck are you going to do Hunter?"
He's acting out of anger but he would not hurt her, he would rather hurt himself than cause Sofia any harm. I know that, he knows that and she knows that. But right now Hunter is acting reckless all because of this one girl. "I'm going to do whatever it takes to make her mine, so fuck what others believe," Hunter states as we walk through the empty parking lot outside of the event.
"You're acting out of emotion," I say as I follow besides him. "Don't act insane, Hunter— you'll scare her," he stops besides me and I know why. Up ahead Sofia stands besides Luca who she is clearly arguing with. She isn't restraint or anything, but we all know she couldn't leave even if she wanted too. "Where the fuck is he?" Sofia shouts as she shoves Lucas chest. He grips her wrists, "don't touch me again," he said as he releases his hold on her when he catches the two of us in the corner of his eyes.
"Sofia Lewis," Hunter says aloud, her gaze going to his. She lets out a sigh before her stare turns deadly. "What the fuck are you doing, Capello?" She asks, her voice no longer soft and delicate like how she's suppose to be portrayed as. Jesus, she's even dressed the part. The pure Italian mafia princess, the white highlighting her purity. "Let me go," Sofia said and Hunter let out a quiet laugh. "Yeah, you're not going back to Chicago or Florence," Hunter utters as he walks closer towards her. Luca takes a step back giving them some privacy, whereas both Sofia and I remain where we stand.
"Like hell I aren't," Sofia argues, the anger radiating off of her. "You aren't in the position to make demands," Hunter comments with calmness to her anger. He stops in front of her, his height towering over hers. Sofia is slightly shorter than Ashley, even in heels, that's something I've picked up. "I'm a mafia princess— I can do whatever I want, and you cannot stop me," Sofia says with the clear confidence of a sheltered princess, she shoves past Hunter for him to spin around to grasp her by the throat. Sofias back now to me, Hunters eyes travel her face as an evil smirk crosses his face.
"You never answered my letters," he speaks more quietly this time but both Luca and I heard him loud and clear. Sofia scoffs in his hold, "I got them, and then I burnt them to fucking ash," she claims whether that's true or not, none of us will know. "Hmm, I bet you did," Hunter smiles as he pulls her closer to his body. "God doesn't like liars, Sofia, you should know that by now," he says with ease. I roll my eyes at the seduction happening before me. And he claims he doesn't want love. He may not want to experience love but I recognise the look of desire in his eyes.
"No, he most certainly does not, nor does he like people like you who hurt others for fun," she says, her head tilting to glance up at him. Sofia believes she has him mapped out. "Am I hurting you, Princess?" Hunter asks in a taunting manner, his smile returning to his face. I watched as he loosened his hold on her throat. "You wish," she muttered just as the sound of a door slammed open. I glanced to my right to watch both Nathan and Ashley walk towards her.
