Well hello and welcome back my lovelies! Are you ready for another dramatic chapter of Dangerous Love? ;) I know, I know it's been awhile since I've updated but life is super busy. I finally got to editing this chapter and now I finally get to post it! We get to see some of the aftermath of the wedding in this chapter. Enjoy!

I DO NOT OWN ASSASSIN'S CREED, I simply own my OC's.

Lia stayed on the rooftop of IsolaTiberina for at least an hour. She was back in her assassin's robes now. She wasn't sure if everyone had yet return from the bloody wedding. She wondered how many causalities there were. Hopefully not many, if anyone that was important to her was hurt- She shook her head. No, don't think like that. With her trained ears Lia heard the door to the roof open. She didn't have to look back to know who it was. "Lia," the rich Italian accent flowed through her ears. It caused chill bumps to blossom on her skin.

The famed male assassin came over to sit next to her. They sat in silence for a few minutes. "It is really over," she murmured.

Ezio sighed "Well, that fiasco is, but we still have Cesare and Rodrigo to deal with." he reminded her. Lia smiled; maybe they could go back to the way things were.

As she thought of it a scowl appeared on her face "Where have you been?" questioned the girl.

"At the church, I just got back," he replied in a puzzled way.

Lia shook her head sharply "That's not what I meant. Where have you been this last week? I haven't seen you since the day after your birthday;" her voice came down in volume to barely a whisper "Was I really just a one night stand?"

He furrowed his brow "No, of course not. You have been just so busy and so have I. You know I care about you, I love you Lia." he confessed to her.

Why was trusting him so hard? "Do you really? Or is that what you say to all the girls you've slept with that you have to see repeatedly?" she snapped quite harshly.

Ezio growled "Are you accusing me of being unfaithful? You know I would never do that to you, I care too much," he forced eye contact "I promised you I would never have an affair while I was with you,"

The young brunette sighed heavily "I'm sorry, it has just been a long and stressful week." muttered the guilty girl. How could she accuse him of cheating? She should trust him. He cares.

A smile tugged at the edges of Ezio's lips, he leaned in and began to plant kisses along her neck. "I bet I know something that can help relieve all that stress," he husked into her ear.

Lia shivered with pleasure, she wouldn't mind a love making session, although, she should go around removing her notoriety. His lips sucking on her collarbone were quickly changing her mind. "Ezio," she moaned to him, wishing he would just hurry up. Too bad he loved to torture her.

He snickered against her skin; he loved the sound of her voice. The older male assassin moved to where he was laying over her, his lips on hers in a passionate kiss. Lia gave in and wrapped her arms around his neck so she could pull him even closer. Her mind was swimming at this point; he melted her on the inside. Lust worked her body now. The carnal desire burned within both of them. It seemed that it had been forever since they got to hold each other. Lia wanted to cherish it.

Ezio's skilled fingers began to unbuckle her armor, letting it drop against the stone roof. He was eager to get underneath her robes, to feel her smooth skin. Finally he got to pull up her robes and he instantly laid his lips upon her milky stomach. Lia moaned encouragements to him; she had missed him, more than she thought. Neither of them noticed the sound of the door opening. The sudden clear of a throat caused them to spilt so fast they practically blurred. Lia's eyes were wide as she saw her younger brother with his arms crossed and his eyes narrowed toward Ezio.

"So, you are my sister lover?" he asked with a stern voice, Lia smiled at her brothers protectiveness.

The male assassin chuckled with a grin "I am," he replied with a small shrug. Adamo's eyes flickered from both assassins.

His gaze turned threateningly towards Auditore "Listen here, Messere, if you dare hurt my sister. You won't see the light of day!" he pointed a finger in the other male's face. Lia fought back her fit of giggles.

Ezio easily smiled "Trust me, I cannot hurt her. I love her," stated the confident man.

Adamo gave him a skeptical look "Vabene(Okay), but I am keeping my eyes on you. My sister is a good woman and deserves the best, you better be that," he growled in his just-barely-changing voice. Lia smiled as she ruffled his hair.

"Do not be so rough on him, you might scare him away," she teased him gently, he huffed.

He shook his mop hair "I don't want you hurt." He then snapped like he remembered something. "Oh, the real reason I came up here is to tell you mother needs help in the kitchen," he said.

Once he left Ezio groaned "Do you really have to go?" he asked, his lips returning to her neck, she closed her eyes and smiled.

She pulled slightly away so she could look into his chocolate depths "I must, now, you best check with Machaivelli to see if everything is going okay." she told him while planting one last kiss on his lips.

He chuckled "You are such a tease, my Lia."

Lia smirked back at him "As are you, my Ezio," she entered the hideout after redressing in her armor. Her heart felt light now, she managed to push the sick feeling away. She was just being paranoid. She needed to enjoy her family now, not be worried. As she entered the kitchen she saw Maria, Claudia, and Colette all working away.

"Ah! Lia, you are here to join us, no?" Maria asked with her sweet smile. Lia liked the elderly woman. She was true and she was wise.

The young brunette nodded "Si, just tell me what to do," replied the happy girl.

Maria studied the kitchen supplies for a moment "Oh, I know. You can help Claudia prepare the chicken and cut up the vegetables." she pointed to her daughter.

The young brunette traveled towards her friend and picked up a knife. She took a carrot; she cut it quickly then moved to the next. "How are you doing?" Claudia murmured to her.

"The best I can," Lia replied also in a low tone. Her mother had no idea Fiore was dead yet. They couldn't tell her, at least not right now. "Claudia," her friend turned to her, concern in her brown eyes. Lia swallowed hard "I just have this gut feeling something is wrong,"

Claudia narrowed her eyes "I have the same feeling," she replied, Lia's eyes widened. But then the slightly older girl shook her head "Don't worry though, I am sure we are safe," then she went back to cooking. Lia did the same but with troubled thoughts.

"What is all this food for anyways?" Lia murmured to her friend, she really had no idea why they were cooking a feast.

Claudia glanced over at her friend as she stuffed the chicken "Well, we are having a small get together with some friends. They all have matters to discuss. We will also break the news to your family," explained the informed woman.

Lia felt panic rise inside her "Y-You mean, they are going to tell them about Fiore and how I am an assassin? What if they don't accept me," she whispered mainly to herself.

Her friend's gaze softened, she rested a hand on the younger girls shoulder "Lia, your family loves you. I am sure they know about your uncle so why would they not accept you?"

The brunette cast her blue eyes down "You are wrong, when my uncle left my mother and father wouldn't let us talk to him at all. They felt uncomfortable with him being a murderer," she paused to suck in some air "It took a lot of convincing to get myself here," as she finished Claudia pondered for a moment.

"Should we not tell them then? Do you really want to keep it a secret any longer?" her friend's eyes narrowed "After they know of Fiore's death tonight then we will have to tell them. They are bound to ask questions," this made Lia sigh.

They fell into a silence since Lia's troubled thoughts reappeared in her mind. Her chopping began to become more violent, the noise echoed throughout the kitchen. A soft hand rested on her arm, Lia turned to see Maria. The older woman gave her a reassuring smile "Are you okay?" she asked.

Lia nodded "Si, just a little nervous." she managed a smile of her own. Maria didn't seem entirely convinced but she didn't push the subject. The younger female looked over to her friend. "You are right. Essidovrebberosaperestasera(They should know tonight)."

As they prepared dinner and friends came shuffling into the hideout Lia's nerves heightened. How could her family accept her? She was a cold hearted killer! She could still remember how her mother scorned her uncle for being a thief. Why would her mother be any different too her?

There was no more time too distress over the idea. Colette, her mother, was rushing her too get ready into a dress and not her robes. Apparently it wasn't very "ladylike" Lia had laughed at that. Ladylike wasn't really something she had practiced in the days she had been away from her family.

She didn't fight her mother though; she went into her mother's room and donned a soft blue dress. It hugged her curves, the corset pushing her breasts up and shaping her bottom. The skirt was skinny enough, not billowing around like many others she had seen recently. Lia smoothed the fabric and fixed her hair up at the nape of her neck in a coil of braids.

Pinching her cheeks for color, Lia left the room. Her boot clad feet tapping the floor all the while. Laughter was filling the halls of the hideout. She smiled upon entering the area crowded with men and women she recognized as allies. Her family seemed to be enjoying themselves.

Lia casted her gaze to the floor, they were completely ignorant of what had happened. Haunting thoughts clouded her mind making her surroundings fade away. A tap on her shoulder brought her from them. She turned to see her sister, frail but looking round in the stomach. A smile was on her pale face. "Lia, my sister, how are you doing?"

The older of the two girls cleared her throat, forcing a smile. "I am doing fine. How are you doing? The baby seems to be growing quite well," she gestured with an amused twinkle.

Savina blushed lightly, rubbing her stomach in a comforting circle. "I have never been so happy. I feel alive with this baby inside me. It is something magical," she explained with a motherly look.

Unconsciously, Lia started to judge the bones poking from her sister's skinny figure. The contours of her face were much more pronounced. The shadows under her twinkling eyes were a strong contrast against her sallow skin. "Yes, yes," she murmured with doubt.

"Everyone, please, take your seats!" Machaivelli announced. People began to sit down, still chatting quietly.

Lia slid in next too Claudia and her uncle. He smiled at her, a look of encouragement. His hand gently squeezed hers. "You were wonderful today," he whispered "Just like a well-trained assassin." his words made her grin.

She felt her spirits lift at her uncles praise "I was trained by the best," she winked and they laughed.

"Thank you all for coming out here today," Machaivelli spoke, holding his goblet in one raised hand. "We come here to celebrate a triumph and too grieve the loss of brave warriors. We won a victory today. Many men gave their lives and we honor them with this toast." he raised his cup further a smile on his usually serious face. "Too victory!" he yelled. The group of people went up into cheers, sloshing wine on the table.

Only three people were confused, Lia's parents and her sister. They had no idea what they were toasting too. With all her bravery and courage Lia slowly stood, silencing the group. Each person looked expectantly at her. She swallowed her nerves, squeezing her cup a bit tighter. "Today was well fought," she stated. Her blue eyes flickered too Ezio who was grinning like an idiot. "Thank you all for everything. For supporting me, throughout all my endeavors." she took in a deep breath, locking eyes were each family member.

"But," her voice came out steady despite her anxiety "There are some here who don't know how my life has changed. Mother, father, sister, brother, I have transitioned, from a normal citizen of Roma into an assassin." just as she dreaded shock was written on each of their faces, and not the good kind. Lia was rushing to fix it "Uh, it is for the greater good. Fiore, you see, wasn't a good man. He threatened me and forced me to marry him. He also worked for the Templars. So today was our wedding and I had to take him out. Our mission was successful," she rambled.

This only brought looks of horror on her mother and sister's face while her father sighed. He muttered "Oh dio(Oh god),"

Colette's eyes turned too hatred "How could you! Vousêtesmauvais(You are evil(French))!" her mother growled while stomping away, leaving everyone in a deafening silence.

Savina was next; she stood up slowly, and left without word. Lia could only hear her heartbeat echoing in her ears. She could feel the disappointment and hurt rise inside her. Her eyes found her father's; he simply had his lips in a grim line. "I am not surprised," he admitted. "I knew being with Giberto might change you," he sighed while running a hand through his thick hair. "Miscusi(Excuse me)," he stood and left too comfort his wife.

Lia sat down, her hopes deflated. La Volpe rested a hand on her shoulder "Do not fret, they will come around." he murmured with a soft smile.

She put her hand too her head and sighed "I am not so sure, uncle,"

Everyone picked up on chatting again, trying to ignore what had just taken place. Lia couldn't believe what had happened, they openly disowned her. "Lia," Claudia's voice was soothing "Do you wish to speak to them?" she questioned.

The young woman nodded "Yes, it will only be a minute, I promise," she said then escaped quietly. Ezio's concerned gaze following her.

First she wanted to check with her sister. Lia didn't think about knocking and opened the door "Savina we need..." she trailed off as she spotted her startled sister.

Savina was slipping a note into a pigeon, a messenger pigeon. And not one of their kinds, not judging by the badge it wore. That was the signature of the Papal forces. Lia's gaze went sharp; Savina quickly set it loose before her sister could grab it.

Lia grasped her sister's dress "Savina, what the hell have you done?"

Ooh, what a cliffhanger! In the next chappie (whenever I get to writing it) will definitely be exciting. I plan to start writing the chapter this weekend unless I'm plagued by the dreaded writer's block. Those of you who are also reading my fanfiction Poisoned Hearts I will be updating soon. I just don't have time to keep up weekly! Anyways, thanks for reading! And if any of my translations are wrong, you know to tell me!

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