Silent love

Chapter 20

On the previous chapter...

I reflected back on my behavior towards her the last couple weeks. I realized that I am stuck with her for a long time and that I'm being too mean to her sometimes. Yesterday I saw a different side of her. A side that made me realize she knows more of this world than I thought. After all, she is the one that killed Valerio, my enemy. So I guess I own her something now.

Besides, I have a sister myself so I know when a woman needs a little break. Since she will be living with me from now on, I know that I need to know her better and she me. Whatever we like it or not. Someday we will face an enemy. I need to know her weaknesses or what happened to her in her past before one of our enemies does. I need to know how she thinks.

I need to know what she likes and dislikes. I need to learn her a couple things. Her father showed her and learned her a lot, but some things work different here in the Italian mafia. It's a way bigger mafia then her fathers, a mafia that is more hated. I need to prepare her for lots of things.

Things she might not like, that can cause sleepless nights. So if that means to go on a vacation with her, I will go with her. If that will make us closer, her trusting me more, I will do it.

But I need to make her a better person. A person with more knowledge and less emotions. It's better for her this way. I can already tell, the people she trusts, are the ones she shouldn't. She is too naive.

She will find out one day.

I promised her father that I would protect her, even if it costs my own life, I will do it. I don't care about her nor her father, but I gave him my word. I always keep my words.

You are a pathetic little man if you don't.

I may be a heartless man, some call me a monster and whatever, but what they can't say is that I am not faithful.

                 ʚ YAQUELINE'S POV ɞ

The soft sounds of the waves crashing against the sandy shore filtered through the open balcony doors. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm, golden glow over the pristine blue water. The Maldives was always a dream destination for me. I always wanted to go there with a loved one, unfortunately I'm stuck with my fake husband.

I shifted my weight slightly, leaning against the railing, my eyes watching Federico as he sat stiffly in one of the loungers. He wasn't one for relaxing, not here, not anywhere. He was still as intimidating as ever, even in swim shorts and a linen shirt, his dark hair slicked back.

Even with a hot weather he doesn't take his shirt off. It makes me wonder why. You would think that he may be insecure about himself, but he goes to the gym 24/7. But at the same time he still could be insecure. Or is it because he probably has scars? Everyone in this world has those, everyone has a story to tell.

Only the time will reveal.

Across from him, I sat in one of the chairs awkwardly, my legs crossed, the ocean breeze tousling my hair. This whole trip feels forced. Better said it feels like a punishment. We have been here for a day and we still didn't talk to each other. Not that I really care about it, but it's getting bored. Keep in mind that we will be staying here for a couple days and it doesn't seem like things will change.

Especially between us.

"So". I finally broke the silence. "What exactly are we going to do here?"