To Defile the Princess

“I need to be out there and I need to experience life, mother. I feel entirely stifled living here and only being in the company of either you or my brothers” Diana whined as she followed her mother who was trying to put the house in order.

“That is not true, Diana and you know it. I have introduced you to boys of reputable standing in the society and you have chased them all away with their tails between their legs”

“They are not what I am searching for and you have to be in one conversation with them before you realize how utterly dumb and entitled they are” she huffed as she descended the stairs after her mother

“You are one to talk about entitlement”

“Mother!” Diana snapped.

Her mother sighed but said nothing.

Everyone thought she was some spoilt brat who had nothing better to do than ride on her family’s money.

She had been that as a child and even growing up but she wanted something more and now that her brothers were married to the love of their lives, she was left alone.

Diana was not going to admit that she wanted their life and she wanted also to meet someone who swept her off her feet and whose very words was like a balm to her soul like her brother; Lucien had described Mara.

“I should begin working” She announced

“Can we talk about this later, Di?”

“Fine” She said, sashaying away.

If there was something she was used to, it was getting her way and this was not going to be any different.

…

“You are telling me that there is no way to get back at the Rodrigues family?” Dante snapped

“We are still figuring it out and will get back to you, boss”

“Do that” He growled and slammed the phone on the table.

Dante Russo was not like his brother.

He was not a lover boy and he had no plans to be. Being soft had killed his brother, Alexander and where his brother had stopped in their revenge against the Rodrigues family, he was going to continue and make sure to finish.

The death of his brother had left him relieved; they hadn’t had any personal relationship.

Dante had been a bastard and his mother some maid who just had the misfortune of catching the fancy of the elderly Russo.

He was the new head of their mafia clan and he was ruthless. His first course of business was of course to avenge his brother who had been killed on Italian soil by the Rodrigues because of some woman. They had no idea what they had done and it was his job to properly educate them.

Dante brought the cigar to his lips and took a deep puff; the smoke heating his chest before he exhaled, letting it drift. He was going to hit them so bad they would never recover but first he had to figure out some form of weakness.