In the ruthless world of warring mafia families, blood ties are meant to be thicker than any blade. But for princesses Calla and Lily, loyalty will be torn between honor and selfish desires.
After a treacherous death threat, the sisters are forced i...
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(Calla)
I can't wait to see you tonight. I know the text should send butterflies erupting in my stomach, but as usual, nothing. Cash is hot and decent in bed, but that's about it. Maybe it's the fact that I know falling for anyone is completely pointless, or maybe I can't fall in love.
I text back a simple, Me 2, before stuffing my phone in my purse and climbing the grand marble staircase to hide away in my room. The house is bustling for some reason this morning, like ants busying themselves with work. It isn't until I get near my room that I realize why. Staff is toting bags out of my room and brushing past me like I'm not even here.
"What the hell is going on?" I snap at one of the maids as she walks by me with an arm full of dress bags.
Bekka stops and hesitantly looks around at the other staff members for help. "I think you should speak to Madam Josephine."
My mother, but why?
My sister's voice echoing from my mother's wing of the house snaps my attention away from the parade of my things being toted out. What in God's name is going on here today?
I quickly jog toward my mother's office, dodging staff and guards on the way over. The large oak doors to her office are wide open. Mother stands behind her desk, ignoring my sister as she shuffles through paperwork. Uncle Alasdair sits in one of the leather chairs with his hands crossed over his well-fed belly. The tension in the air coils around me like a thick snake.
"What the hell is going on?" I ask with more authority than I intended, reminding me of what my father sounded like any time he walked in on either Lily or me misbehaving.
Mom's dark blue eyes snap up to be. The look on her face tells me she isn't in the mood to put up with any of our shenanigans, but frankly, neither am I. Despite what she or Uncle thinks, I will take over the family soon. I should know what has the house in such a tizzy.
"Where have you been?" Mother asks as she moves a large file to a different stack on her well-organized desk. Every pen is in its proper place, countering the chaos in the house. "I've been calling and calling you."
"I noticed," I admit to ignoring several of her phone calls this morning and afternoon. "I was busy with other things." I step up next to my little sister. Her beautiful face is scrunched in rage, and her dark blue eyes burn holes into our mother. "So tell me, what the hell is going on? Why are you packing my room up?"
Lily scoffs. "Oh, just wait. You're going to love this."
Mother gives Lily an unamused look before turning her gaze to me. She looks like a regal queen, with the ceiling-to-floor bookshelf behind her, dressed in the finest clothes. "You're moving in with Dominik Song."
I couldn't have heard her correctly. I'm moving in with Dominik Song? The man that I've been betrothed to since I was twelve? Why now? We haven't even discussed marital plans, so I thought I had more time. I thought Mother and Uncle would give me a couple of years of running the family alone before making the two mob families join.
