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"Not the Sovranos. Not anymore," Michael says through gritted teeth. "And anyone who’s not a Sovrano does itafterthey’re married. They don’t flagrantly ignore their fiancée, and declare to the world they prefer her sister, and—”
“You and Adrian handled it though, they don’t suspect the real reason I left.”
“—You insulted theCamorra. You showed them no respect. If you think Diego didn’t notice that you walked out and chased after the wrong sister, you’re mistaken. He may be weak, but he’s not a fool. They are pissed at us, and upset enough to start a clan war, and they’d be justified in doing so. It’s why they asked to push forward the wedding and—"
"No," I snap out.
"—Ihave agreed," Michael completes his statement.
"I don’t." I keep all expression off my face as I face down my oldest brother.
"I don’t think I heard you right," Michael says in a dangerously calm voice.
"It’s my marriage—"
"It’s a marriage between two clans," Michael points out.
"Things have changed.” I cross my arms across my chest.
"You knew when you agreed to the arrangement that you couldn’t back out of it."
"All I’m asking for is a little time."
"You lost your right to ask for anything when you took off right after the engagement. What’s wrong with you?" Michael looks me up and down. "You are the most responsible of all of us. It’s not like you to act without thinking, unlike our brother here." He jerks his chin in Luca’s direction. "No offense."
"None taken." Luca smirks. "Perhaps we should ask him what prompted such an action?"
Michael straightens to his full height. "We’ve been over this. I told you if you wanted to back out, it had to be done before the engagement was solemnized. At that time, you were confident you wanted to go through with the arrangement."
"I still do."Just not with the intended bride."Look—" I lean forward in my seat. "I understand the importance of this alliance, and that I’m the only one amongst us who can go through with this marriage arrangement. All I’m saying is that I need a little time to sort my shit out."
"And what are you going to do during this time?" Michael crosses his arms across his chest. "If she were going to marry you, she’d have agreed to it by now. She’s not interested in it."
"I need a little time to convince her."
"It’s only because I understand how it is to fall in love with someone and want to spend the rest of your life with that person that I’m agreeing to this." He shakes his head. "How long do you need?"
I release a breath. "A week."
"You have two days, and if she doesn’t agree to marry you at the end of it, you’re going through with the wedding as planned. With her sister."
24
Olivia
I had almost allowed him to kiss me. If he’d touched his lips to mine, I’d have been a goner. I’d have kissed him back, then probably thrown myself at his feet and asked him to fuck me.Jesus, what’s wrong with me?
He’s going to marry my sister, and I told him I want nothing to do with him. I made that clear to him. But he hasn’t gotten the memo. And if I’m being honest, neither has my body. When I walked into the conservatory and stumbled into him, every part of me came alive. My pulse rate went into overdrive, and it still hasn’t calmed down. My stomach is tied up in knots and my clit throbs. I want his face between my legs, his cock inside my channel, and his tongue in my mouth as he fucks me. My pussy clenches, and my core dampens further. The constant need under my skin to have him has only grown more insistent in the past few hours.
I’d managed to put him behind me and focus on starting my life again, and now he’s swept in and turned everything upside down.Fuck.I park outside the house where my family is staying and stomp up the path to the door. I ring the doorbell and wait, drumming my fingers on my dress-covered thigh. Maybe I should have changed before coming here… but fuck that. They know who I am. They know I’m not going to change. Besides, they already saw the dress, so it’s not going to be a surprise to them.
The door is flung open, and my sister stands there.
"Livvy." My sister throws her arms around my shoulders. She’s the only one I’ve tolerated calling me by that nickname.
I pull Solene close and bury my nose in her fragrant hair. "Are you okay?"
"Are you?" She pulls back and scans my features. "You left so suddenly."
