Devious Lies (Mafia Princess Book 2) by CM Wondrak

Author:CM Wondrak [Wondrak, CM]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-06-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven – Giselle

I didn’t say anything to my father during the drive home. What the hell was there to say, anyway? That I didn’t want to marry Luca? That I couldn’t believe he was really going through with this, all to punish me? That I thought he might be the one responsible for me being shot? If this was a punishment, it was going too far. Too fucking far.

And yet, right now, there was nothing I could do about it, unless I ran.

But running was not an option. My pride, much like my father’s, would not let me run, and it wouldn’t let me back down. Not this time.

We got back home after an unbelievably long dinner, and the first thing my father said to me was: “I’m surprised you didn’t have more to say. I assumed you would have a lot on your mind. You haven’t been shy about telling me your feelings about an engagement between you and the Moretti boy before.”

“I didn’t see the point,” I said. “You and Rocco certainly seemed like it was a done deal.”

My father folded his arms over his chest, leaning his back on the wall. We’d literally just entered the house, still standing in the front vestibule area. “Tell me how you really feel, mija. Don’t hold back.”

“I don’t want to get married.”

He laughed. He actually laughed at me. My father let his arms fall to his sides, and he pushed off the wall, shaking his head. Still laughing at me, too. He chuckled all the way into the kitchen, where I followed him. He went into a cabinet, got himself a short glass, and then wandered over to the liquor cabinet, pulling out a crystal decanter holding his favorite drink. He poured himself a glass.

“You are a woman. You have no choice,” he said, taking a sip.

“Is that what you told my mother, or did she have a choice in marrying you?”

My father said nothing for a moment, and then his words, though not an answer in and of themselves, told me all I needed to know: “What do you think?”

So he forced her to marry him. It wasn’t love. It was lust. My father saw my mother, and he had to have her, and so he did. The rest was history, quite literally, and I held back my scowl, just barely, and turned to walk away. “I’m tired. I’m heading in for the night.”

“Goodnight,” he called out to me, and I said nothing back, because I could hear the smirk in his tone. The asshole.

God, I really, really hated him.

I went upstairs to my room, shutting my door and letting the scowl surface. I tore off my gloves, flexing my hands, and then I couldn’t get out of that white dress quickly enough. I left it on a heap on the floor, and then I grabbed my phone, texting Zander.

My father had a plan. Well, guess what? So did I. My father wasn’t the only one who was willing to play dirty and do whatever it took to get what he wanted.

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