Filed to story: Bound by Honor (Aria & Luca) Drama Story
“Okay,” Lily said with a shy smile.
Matteo gave me a knowing look before he walked past Lily and turned the corner. The moment he was gone, Lily rushed toward me. “You kissed him!”
“Shhh,” I said as we walked down the hall.
“Can I sleep in your room tonight? I told Mother I could.”
“Yeah, sure.”
“How was it?” she asked in a hushed whisper. “The kiss I mean.”
At first I wanted to lie but then I opted for the truth. “Amazing.”
Lily giggled and followed me into my room. “So are you going to kiss him again?”
I wanted to, but I knew it would be a majorly bad idea. I didn’t want to give him any ideas. “No. I won’t ever kiss Matteo again.”
I should have known that it wouldn’t end that easily.
***
The next day, a couple of hours before my family had to leave for Chicago, Matteo caught me alone in front of my bedroom. He didn’t try to kiss me but he stood very close. It would have been easy to bridge the distance between us, to grab his shirt and pull him against me. Instead I put my guards in place and glared. “What do you want?”
Matteo clucked his tongue. “Last night when we were alone you didn’t give me the cold shoulder.”
“I’d hoped you were too drunk to remember.”
“Sorry to disappoint.” If he didn’t stop smiling that arrogant smile I’d wring his neck, or kiss him, I hadn’t decided yet. Choice number one was the better option, no doubt.
“It was a one time thing. It didn’t mean anything. I still don’t like you. I only did it because I wanted to do something forbidden.”
“There are plenty of other forbidden things we could do,” he murmured, stepping closer and enveloping me with his scent.
“No, thanks.”
“Why? Losing your courage? I could ask your father for your hand in marriage if you’re tired of forbidden things.”
“
Right,” I said sarcastically. “I will never marry you, that’s a promise. And now that Aria’s already trapped in New York, Father wouldn’t send me away anyway.”
Matteo smiled. “If you say so.”
His overconfidence made me snap. I jabbed my finger against his chest. “You think you’re irresistible, don’t you? But you aren’t. You and Luca and every other man in the fucking mafia think you are oh-so-great. Let me tell you something: if you weren’t fucking rich and didn’t carry a fucking gun wherever you went, you wouldn’t be better than anyone else out there.”
“I’d still be good-looking and I could still kill most of the wimps out there with my bare hands. What about you, Gianna? What would you be without the protection of your family and the money of your father?”
I sucked in a deep breath. Yes, what would I be without all that? Nothing. I’d never had to do anything by myself, never had been allowed to do so, but not for lack of wanting. “Free.”
Matteo laughed. “You won’t ever be free. None of us are. We are all caged in by the rules of our world.”
That’s why I want out of this world.
“Maybe. But a marriage to you won’t ever be my cage.” I stalked off, not giving him another chance for a comeback.
CHAPTER THREE
Matteo
Maybe Gianna didn’t understand it yet but marriage would be her cage no matter if she wanted it or not.
Last night after our kiss, I’d returned to the party to drink myself into a stupor when I’d come across my bastard of a father and Rocco Scuderi, talking about Gianna and his plans for her to marry some old geezer who was known for his hard hand with women. I hadn’t said anything then because I knew Father. If he thought I wanted Gianna because I desired her, liked her or wanted to protect her from a worse fate, he’d never agree to set me up with her.
Now in the morning, after the presentation of the sheets, I searched for Luca and found him on his way to the master bedroom with Aria at his side. “You two lovebirds will have to postpone your mating session. I need to have a word with you, Luca,” I said.
Luca and Aria turned around. Aria’s cheeks turned bright red and she peered up at my brother with a mix of worry and embarrassment. He glared at me before lowering his gaze to his wife. “Go ahead. Check if the maids packed all your stuff. I’ll be back soon.” She quickly disappeared in the bedroom.
“The sheets were fake, weren’t they? My big bad brother spared his little virgin bride.”
Luca glowered as he stepped close to me. “Keep your fucking voice down.”
“What happened? Did you have too much to drink and couldn’t get one up?”