Arranged Marriage To The Princess Of The Red Scorpions

Dinner was too long for the princess. Too far away from Samuel but too close with his near family. She'd have thought her aura would've kept her table well clear. It seemed however that stubborn determination and ignoring danger was breed into the Vedova Nera bloodline.

Thankfully, very few tried to talk with her seeming content enough to share the same table. Except Emily who only spoke enough to say everything would be fine.

Still, the princess found herself in search of something that would keep her in check after the meal ended

Lena inwardly grimaced at the sight of the tables filled with alcohol. Liquor was exactly what she didn't need right now. The usually tantalizing amber liquid held little interest to the princess as she made her away from the crowd. In fact, the smell of it lingering in the air only worked to further unsettle her.

Of course there wouldn't be anything else to drink. After bloodshed and violence, copious amounts of alcohol were a mafia's favorite thing. Too bad they weren't something Lena was currently interested. She would wait at a later point to see if coffee was an option.

In the meantime, she would just have to wait at the edge room. Luckily most everyone there didn't care or know her enough to come and bother her. Beyond Samuel's blood relatives.

Everyone except him it seemed. More than likely a series of events that Marcus had something to do with.

How much longer would they make her wait before she could speak with Samuel? 

She had seen him only after the event when he came out to greet everyone with Richard and the rest of the family by his side as they prepared for the feast. Once dinner had finished however, he'd gone and vanished once more.

Had Richard being with him been unintentional or Jovani's doing. The princess didn't know their feud enough to understand the bad blood between them. Whatever the case, it did seem like he was the most reasonable choice.

Lena sunk further into her suit as she leaned against the back wall. Olive eyes scanned the room. Not even Richard was around. In fact, there wasn't a single person in the room that Lena recognized anymore. What a time to not have her gun with her. Even with Jovani being around, the space didn't feel space. Not anymore at least. 

Jovani should have taken priority to speak with above Samuel but she couldn't keep her fiance off her mind.

She didn't have to wait much longer before she spotted Samuel in the crowd. Despite being bombarded with people who were likely congratulating him, his chocolate eyes remained fixed on the princess. He slowly made his way over through the sea of people. The determination in his gaze caught Lena by surprise. He didn't want to wait any longer than she did to get through this.

Lena wasn't the type of person to make the first move when it came to talking. Plenty of things swirled around in her head like a whirlwind but her mouth refused to move. 

Something about seeing Samuel in a suit ignited something different inside of her. She may not have had words to express what she thought, but who said there weren't other ways to communicate? 

"Lena-" Samuel barely opened his mouth before Lena closed the space between them. Grabbing his tie, the princess pulled his head down and crashed their mouths together. WIthout missing a bit, she bit his bottom lip to gain entrance into his mouth. 

The small spark of pain was all it took to melt away Samuel's hesitation. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled the princess closer as he responded to the kiss. The height difference gave him enough of an advantage to push her back against the wall. The action caused Lena to let out a low growl as her fiance tried to take control of the kiss. She couldn't allow that to happen. Not right now. 

Lena rolled her hips against Samuel's groin just enough to elicit a gasp from the other, allowing her to retake control of the kiss. 

"You're still mine." Lena broke the kiss long enough to speak those three words before capturing the other's mouth once more. 

The kiss didn't last much longer, however, before Samuel pulled away. His hands remained around Lena's waist to keep her in place even as he used his body to put some distance between them. 

"We need to talk." These words caused the princess's eyes to narrow. Samuel wasn't wrong, but those weren't the words that she wanted to hear at the moment. Her lust thrummed right below the surface. A desire that wanted to do a variety of wicked things. None of which involved talking. 

Seeing the resolve in Samuel's eyes to talk despite his own arousal, Lena decided that she would humor the other. 

"Not here, though." Her voice remained low as she cast a sideways glance towards the center of the room. She may not have seen him but knew better than to think that Marcus wasn't watching them. 

"Your room?" Samuel hesitated slightly, searching Lena's face. Talking was obviously not the only reason the princess wanted a room. He nodded, though, unable to think of anywhere else better. 

He had already done his due diligence for the evening. Hence, there was no reason why he couldn't disappear from his own party for a period of time. Jovani could cover for him if anyone had questions or wanted to speak with him. It was the least the man could do for him after today.

If Msrcus had a problem, they could discuss that later as well. He had given his other cousin what he wanted, now it was his turn to be left alone for the evening.

He could deal with family matters or whatever else after he and Lena had resolved their issues.

Something that would hopefully only take a few minutes alone.