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)
She bowed her head, and it felt like she was recalling a memory.
“When your mother passed away, you gave me the strength I needed to keep going. You remind me so much of her. Your strong will, your fierce loyalty, and your unconditional love are only a few qualities you inherited from her. She was the love of my life and I miss her every single day. I am honored to be your father and for you to carry on the Luciano name.”
Why do I know that name?
“I want you to know how proud I am of you. I know there are times you’ve wished I wouldn’t protect you like I do, but la mia principessa, you are my whole world. I have high expectations for you, and I know there will come a day where I won’t be the only man in your life.”
“Oh Papà…”
Her voice sounded like music to my ears. Soft, delicate, stirring my cock to twitch.
“No, no, no,” he adamantly responded. “I want all of your greatest dreams to come true. You deserve the love of a man like I loved your mother. Someone who will protect you, respect you, and put you above all else. I never remarried because you became my whole world. There is no one else who can fill your shoes. Not in my heart or my soul, no one else.”
“Ti amo, Papà.”
“Ti amo anch'io,” he repeated in Italian, “I love you too.”
“Prego in nome di Dio. I pray in the name of God you’re always safe and protected per mano di Dio,” he professed, “By the hand of God. Congratulations, Sienna.” Tenderly, he leaned in and grabbed her face to kiss her forehead. Reminding me of all the times our father did the same with Adriana.
“I never thought I’d see the day,” my sister called me out, pulling my attention over to her. “Crucifixio Martinez, you like her. Wow.” Her mouth dropped open.
“I can’t admire beautiful things?”
“The fact that you just called her beautiful, only further proves my point, dear brother.”
I didn’t pay Ari any mind, too consumed by my desire to continue my visual assault on this girl. Her father let her go and she started greeting her guests around the room. I studied her mannerisms, from the way she flipped her hair when she spoke, getting her guests to hang onto every word that left her mouth.
To her subtle movements, to the way she stood and casually swayed her body to the beat of the music. She charmed everyone in sight, never once breaking eye contact with who she was speaking to. From the way she would casually touch their arms, to making sure to laugh or smile when she was supposed to. It was blatantly obvious she knew how to govern a room. Using her attentiveness to get what she wanted.
She could handle her own being thrown to the wolves. My will to just stand there and study her shattered when I recognized some of the men she was talking to.
It all hit me right then and there.
“Oh, but look,” Adriana guided. “She’s on her way over to us. Here’s your big chance to make an impression. Don’t fuck it up.”
My gaze locked with the princess who was now suddenly standing in front of me.
I didn’t falter, extending my hand. “Congratulations, princesa.”
“Don’t call me that.”
I arched an eyebrow, caught off guard by her sharp tongue. “Then, allow me to introduce myself. I’m Cru—”
“I know who you are. Everyone knows who you are.”
“Well.” I cocked my head to the side. “It’s a damn shame I don’t know who you are.”
“That’s how the infamous Cruz Martinez hits on a girl?” she snidely scoffed out. “By telling her you don’t even know who she is? If charming a woman with insulting remarks is your best attempt at getting laid, then the girls you take to bed must be dumber than they seem.”
“Are you looking for an invitation to my bed?”
“A notch on your bedpost is not a position I ever wish to hold.”
“We can try any position, Sienna. My bed is just an option.”
I swear she fucking growled at me, turning me on even more.
“I think it’s time for me to leave this conversation,” Ari chimed in.
“Don’t bother,” Sienna snapped. “We’re done here.”
“Sweetheart.” I grinned. “We’re only getting started.”
Eyeing me up and down in a scathing glare, she stepped back. “I stay away from mafiosos. I have enough of La Famiglia in my life.”
“I was wrong.” The hair on my arms stood up and a familiar sensation radiated throughout my entire body. “I do know who you are. That crown on your head is fitting, considering your Sienna Luciano. Principessa mafiosa. Mafia princess, right?”
She cunningly smirked. “If I believed everything I heard on the news then El Diablo would be dead, right?”