Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 89772 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 449(@200wpm)___ 359(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89772 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 449(@200wpm)___ 359(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
Our stares became one as he revealed…
“You’re El Diablo now.”
Chapter 26
—Sienna—
Another second.
Minute.
Hour.
Day and night…
Lonely as hell.
The last three months we’d been married went by at a slow and steady pace. I felt every moment from the instant he abandoned me on our wedding night. I was a prisoner in my own home. A house I felt no attachment to whatsoever. Probably because I knew this was a gift from La Familia.
The thought alone made me roll my eyes. They controlled every aspect of my existence without a moment’s notice. Now, behind these concrete walls, all I had was time to think about how much I hated my life. Unable to go anywhere without an arsenal of security guards surrounding me. And even then, I couldn’t go far. Adriana still hadn’t been found, so her kidnapping became my imprisonment in this massive estate.
We had a ranch but no animals.
Land but no family.
Having everything we could ask for at our disposal but no love between us.
It was a living, breathing nightmare. I wanted to be able to step outside and soak up the sun by myself, without having to worry about getting killed or taken.
Papà would call me every day to check up on me and made sure to come and visit at least once or twice a week. He constantly reassured me he was being taken care of and I must not worry. Although I had all the time in the world to do exactly that. Lexi also came to visit me often, we’d become close. We didn’t talk about my marriage, we mostly spent time cooking. Distracting one another from the reality of this world. She missed her daughter, I missed my mother. We found comfort in each other.
However, what I really longed for was Massimo, my horse. This was the longest I’d gone without riding him and it just triggered an extra hatred I had toward Cruz. Massimo was my escape from reality, my happy place. Where there was no violence or bloodshed, no memories of my mother or the life I was born into. There was only peace in a world that wreaked havoc all around me. My whole life was one big pile of dead fucking bodies. Every time Cruz came home with blood on him, it simply reminded me of that truth.
“Sienna, your poor husband! How have you not taken care of your wifely duties?” Aurora chastised, sitting in the theatre room with me.
We were having a reality show marathon of The Real Housewives, but really, we were just gossiping and catching up. She was traveling with Diego all over Europe since our wedding and this was the first time I’d seen or talked to her.
“Oh my God! Now you too! Aurora, you’re supposed to be on my side.”
“I am on your side, always and forever. But…have you seen what your husband looks like? How can you resist him? He’s such a stallion.”
“I already own a horse, I don’t need another one.”
“Cruz is probably hung like one too.”
“Aurora!”
“What? Don’t try to pretend with me, Sienna. I know you have taken a peak.”
I side-eyed her.
“What? Not even when he’s in the shower?”
I laughed, I couldn’t help it. My best friend always made everything better and extremely entertaining.
“Aurora, he’s never here.”
“Oh…I see you, girl. You’ve thought about it then?”
“I didn’t say that.”
“You didn’t have to. I know you, Sienna Martinez—”
“Whoa, that was weird.”
“What was weird?”
“You just called me Sienna Martinez.”
“I know, it’s your name now.”
“Yeah, I guess. I don’t know, it was just weird to hear you call me that.”
“Maybe you should start calling yourself that more often. You know…” She did a loop in the air with her arm. “When you’re riding him.”
“Aurora!” I playfully slapped her.
“Sienna, enough with the innocent bullshit. I don’t believe it. I know you think about him naked. You want to know how I know?”
“How?”
“Because you’re thinking about it right now! I can see it written all over your face. You may hate him, but that doesn’t change the fact you’re attracted to him. You’d have to be blind not be, and even then, girl, his voice…oh my goodness! Talk dirty to me, baby!”
“Oh my God.” I touched my forehead, shaking my head. “I cannot have a serious conversation with you.”
“What’s not serious about this conversation? You haven’t consummated your marriage. Your poor husband.”
“Whatever. I’m making his whores work overtime.”
“You don’t know that, Sienna. You’re just assuming he has side pieces based on your own insecurities.”
“That’s not true.”
“Then what are you basing it off of?”
“All the mafiosos in my family.”
“So.” She shrugged. “Maybe he’s different. His parents look like they’re happily married. I mean, he faked his death for her. Hello! Good family morals right there, babe.”
“Made men don’t have morals.”
“But they have honor.”
I bit my lip, she had a point.
“You have to give me some dirt, Sienna. I know you said you guys fight all the time when he’s here, but if that were true then why do you keep making him dinner? You obviously feel something for him.”