Silent Lies: An Age Gap Arranged Marriage Mafia Romance

“No. It’s a brilliant idea. And I think I have a perfect woman in mind. They’ll make a magnificent match.” A corner of his lips curves upward. “Unless they kill each other in the process.”

“Get behind the island!” she orders. “Now! Both of you!”

“Hurry.” Tara pulls on Relja’s arm again. “The island is bulletproof.”

Someone actually makes armored kitchen cabinetry?

“What would your men say if they saw you painting my toenails? It’s not a very manly thing, you know?”

I raise an eyebrow. “Should I go kick someone’s ass after I’m done? Would that maintain my alpha male status?”

Oh? Well, I might be sleeping here, but all my stuff is there. You exiled me, in case you forgot.”

Drago grinds his teeth and scoops me into his arms. “I exiled your three tons of clothes,” he says in a gruff voice.

“Yeah, right.” I laugh and bury my hand in his hair. “Say you’re sorry, and we’re even.”

His hold on me tightens, but he stays silent, glaring at me.

“Okay, I’ll help you. Repeat after me. Sienna, I’m sorry for throwing you out. And your pretty clothes.”

“I’m not sorry for banishing your clothes,” he mumbles.

17:10 Drago: Ask my wife if she knows how to shoot a gun.

The reply arrives less than a minute later.

17:11 Keva: Sienna? What’s wrong with you? Of course she doesn’t.

17:12 Drago: Ask her.

The phone vibrates with a new text.

17:14 Keva: Yes. God help us.

I stare at the message for a few moments, then burst out laughing.

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“Do you have some free time tomorrow?” I chirp.

“He doesn’t,” Drago snaps.

I tilt my head and look at him, keeping the smile plastered on my face. “I was asking Filip.”

“And I responded. What do you need him for?”

“I wanted to ask Filip to teach me to drive a car. But if he’s busy, I’ll ask someone else.” I shrug. “Is Adam available?”

“No.”

“Oh. How about—”

“He’s not available, either.”

I raise an eyebrow. “I haven’t said who.”

“Doesn’t matter. None of my men are free. Contain your sunny attitude, it won't do any good around here.”

Sienna already lost a pet once and she will probably be distressed when she sees it. It’s a fucking fish! They die all the time. She’s not a child to be seriously upset over a dead fish!

This woman could probably sleep through an earthquake. Zero self-preservation instincts.

She’s like a lone dandelion flower in a sea of thorned roses. It would take only a single gust of wind to hurt her delicate seeds. S

. “No. You need to wipe that glaring look off your face. Insta will censor my post for disturbing content. Again.”

I wrap my arm around his neck, press my cheek to his, and raise the phone.