The Don's Daughter: Love & Betrayal

Twenty Five

Marianna 

I think I'm enjoying this too much. I should have insisted on leaving last night but I didn't. I gave in easily because I convinced myself that it was the last time. I wanted to be with him so I spent the whole night doing all sorts of things I wouldn't be able to do after everything changes. I can't even bring myself to regret anything. Chris has a way of making me feel like the most beautiful, amazing woman in the world. And those hands, coupled with that mouth are very talented. I'm having trouble leaving this tub. A part of me wants to sit here and wait for him. My excuse? I can't leave without knowing how he tastes. I regret not doing that last night.

Just like like him I've imagined how he'd feel in my mouth. The first thing I thought when I saw him naked was how right I was, about him being built like a Viking. His skin is smooth over all those hard muscles. Starting from his face, the long straight nose, chiseled jaw and heart shaped lips. Lips that have made me come so many times that I know I'll never forget how it feels to have them on my skin. Everything about him is sculpted to perfection. Even his fingers are perfect. Do I sound like someone who wants to give all that up? Who in their right would willingly walk away from a man like him?

For the hundredth time I wonder what he'll do if I tell him the truth. So far he's been kind and gentle with me. He wasn't lying about his feelings. Will he hear me out or kill me without a second thought? That aside, do I really want to put my life in another man's hands? Padre has been controlling me for as long as I can remember. If I decide to stay, am I ready to serve another man? His feelings would make him treat me differently than the way Padre did. But how long will that last? How long until I become a tool in his eyes? I'm not stupid. I know love doesn't last forever, especially when it comes to men like De Luca and Padre.

You're just fooling yourself Maria.....

My thoughts are interrupted when I hear gunshots. One second it's really quiet and the next it's chaos. I don't know where the shots are coming from, but I get out of the water grabbing a towel. I'm almost at the door when it suddenly opens and Simona comes running in almost bumping into me.

"We have to go Mari. Right now!" she says desperately

"What's going on?" I ask rushing to my room that's opposite De Luca's.

"We're under attack. It seems your father sent his men to kill everyone here. They're not asking questions Mari, Just killing"

Okay, that's bad. At the back of my mind I know this is somehow my fault but I'll think about that later. I have no idea where Chris went or how long he'll be gone. He just told me he had a meeting. I can't waste time calling him. I'm not some damsel that needs him to rescue me every time I'm in trouble. I quickly pull on a pair of jeans, bra and a sweater. Simona hands me a pair of flat shoes then moves to the door to peak outside. I'm stuffing a credit card and a few bills in my pocket when I see a pen knife shinning from inside my wallet. I take it too. I don't have a gun because I always use Paulo's but I'm good with knives. I like them.

"Okay, the coast is clear. Let's go out through the back door in the kitchen" she says pulling me outside. It doesn't escape me how she uses her body to shield mine. If anyone shoots at us, a bullet will have to go through her to get to me. Should we get out of this alive, I'll owe her my life. You don't find people who are willing to die for you lined up in the streets. I'm so lucky to have her and I'm also not under the illusion that since these are Padre's men they won't shoot me. Chances are that asshole told them to shoot but not kill me or Carina. Speaking of that witch, where is she? Fuck, what do I care? I hope they mistake her for one of De Luca's staff and kill her.

Two steps from my bedroom and we see a gun pointing at us from one of the rooms down the hall. We both freeze a second before Tommaso peeks his head out. He looks to his left and when he sees there's no threat, he comes out.