Bianca sets out for revenge after her parents were murdered in front of her as a child by marrying leader of the biggest Mafia responsible for her parents murders.Her plan however is threatened by true love when she falls for the enemy, Ivan Monten...
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"So then, Susanna had cancer?" She questioned, nibbling her lower lip as she thought deeply on everything Bruno had just told her. Bruno was sure she had not intended on trying to be sexy by that small gesture but fuck his testosterone.
He found himself telling Bianca about Susanna, nothing too personal though. He did not want to involve her into this. He blamed the alcohol he had consumed for opening up so easily.
"I'm sorry." She scowled sadly. She was definitely drunk.
Ivan had truly killed Susanna, as punishment for the way Bruno talked back to him back on the ball night. He had been devastated knowing the woman he considered a mother had died by the hands of the man he detested the most.
But as he set down and pondered on the situation, ivan may have put Susanna out of her misery by killing her. Maybe Susanna had been suffering and Ivan put her out of it.
That's the only thing that gave him solace, however he did not know how he would get back at Ivan for this. And for everything else he had done. This was the second time Bruno lost a mother to Ivan, the first time he had been ten years old. And now, sixteen years later, he takes another mother from him.
"What are you sorry for?" Bruno furrowed his eyebrows together in a frown.
"Everything, just. I'm sorry that you lost Susanna. But maybe Ivan did her a favor and she died a painless one." She shrugged her shoulders, suggesting the same thing.
"I guess, we both have one thing in common now huh." She started and he kept quiet so she'd go on, "when I was uh... eight, Ivan took my whole life away from me." As she said this, tears rolled down her cheeks.
He doubted that she was aware that she was telling him this.
"It was on the night of my eighth birthday actually." She said sniffing back the mucus in her nose. The memory was clearly a bitter one so he did not let her continue. She would probably regret telling him anything in the morning so he saved her the trouble.
"Are you always this emotional when you get drunk?" He asked pushing a strap of hair behind her ear and trying to change the topic.
"Most of the time and horny too." She admitted causing Bruno to quirk a brow.
"You entice me so much angel you know that, so fucking much. " He pulled her between his legs.
"Angel? " She frowned," trust me I am no angel. You are. Maybe I should call you that instead." She grinned pinching his cheek, causing him to chuckle softly.
"I lied. You are that attractive" She suddenly said her hand draping around his neck. Bruno recalled her saying he was not that attractive when he'd asked her to hold onto his arm as he tended her wounds.
