Bound by my blood

Chapter twenty-eight

I'ma say all the words inside my head
I'm fired up and tired of ways things have been
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I hear a bunch of shouting as I stand outside Vince's office. I make out two prominent voices; Salvatore's and Vincenzo's.

They were both really screaming at each other and I overhear my name multiply times.

Taking a deep breathe, I shyly knock on the door. Suprisingly, they hear it and everything goes silent. I start twisting my wedding band nervously as I wait.

Suddenly, the office door opens and Angelo is smiling down at me, however, the smile doesn't quite reach his eyes. As I stare into his brown eyes I notice he is fearful... maybe for me or maybe for someone else completely but I could definitely see fear.

"I'm sorry but Vince told me to meet him here at 6" I whimper as Salvatore states coldly at me.

"So your little bitch speaks without permission too. I understand exactly why you won't go through with the deal now" he sneers and subconsciously I take a step back.

Salvatore's eyes roam down my body and my whole body starts shaking. The dress that was left out for me was very revealing.

It had a low neckline that hung in a deep V and the bottom barely covers my ass. In fact it could probably be used as a belt.

To try and make it look longer (and hide some of my body) I had tightened a belt around my waist where the neckline stops.

I gulp and wrap my arms around myself. Vince gets up from his chair and strides towards me. He kisses my cheek softly before turning to his father.

"I'm sorry padre but we have business to attend to at the club" He excuses, prior to tugging me out or the front door.

I don't miss Salvatore's frown as he mentions I'm going on a business deal too.

Salvatore confuses me. He seems to hate my whole being but it was him that arranged the marriage in the first place.

Whenever he's at the house he shouts (I've heard some of the arguments twice and both times my name was mentioned).

Vincenzo ignores his fathers mumbling behind us and opens up the limo door. He gestures me in and I quickly slide across the leather seat before he clambers in behind me.

"Ignore him, guaio" He mutters as he pulls out his phone and starts tapping away. I nod and lean my head against his shoulder. In a way, I expect him to pull away but he doesn't.

His phone starts ringing and he answers curtly, "We will be there soon".

He hangs up and wraps his arms around me; pulling me on to my lap.

"You look good baby... I like this dress. I feel like I would like it better off through" he mutters as his hand tugging slightly on the hem.

I swat his hands away and he just grabs my hands. He secures them in one hand and smirks down at me.

Struggling, I try to get my hands free but he just chuckles and shakes his head, "where do you think you're going?".

I take a deep breathe which he makes him smug all of a sudden. He turns our bodies and pushes me up against the locked limo door.

The force of the movement, took the wind out of my body and I gasp. He starts kissing down my neck and I squeeze my legs together. If Vince notices this he doesn't say anything.

I want to desperately run my fingers through his hair -which he has gelled back- but his iron grip is still holding my wrists.

I press my body against his and I can feel his erection through his suit pants. A soft moan escapes me as he hits a weak spot.