Chapter: 19 - The Obsidian DimensionManolya’s POV Aziz leapt onto the handrail and sat as neat as a taught coin. He licked a paw with an affected calm. “I forgot to mention,” he said, as though it pleased him to deliver exposition, “you can now perceive certain things you could not before. You are connected to the blades. Welcome to the obsidian dimension. Some creepy things dwells there. It might be disconcerting at first.” Pelin exchanged a glance with me. Her face had turned pale in a way I recognized as dread. “What do you mean by obsidian dimension?” I asked. Aziz’s tone grew clinical. “The mark prevents ordinary creatures from entering. It can also claim a house. The person behind this is skilled. They are not an amateur. This is black magic.” “Black magic?” Pelin’s voice trembled. “What does that mean for Ipek?” Aziz paused and looked at me. He asked the question that felt like a razor blade. “Are you sure you wish to hear?” “Yes,” I said. The words came out small but determined. I had to know. He spok
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Chapter: 18 - The Marked DoorManolya`s POV I woke to Pelin shaking my shoulder. “Get up,” she whispered. “The twins are already awake.” I swung my legs off the guest bed and followed her down the narrow hallway. The house smelled of lemon polish and the faint sweetness of yesterday’s tea. The twins’ door stood ajar and their giggles drifted out like small birds. Ayla’s bedroom was dark and quiet. She had not moved. My father’s chair at the kitchen table sat cold and empty. He had already left some time ago. I set that fact aside with a curse I kept to myself. I had overheard the conversation between my father and Uncle Eren. My father had been defensive in a way that made no sense. He had placed a demon, bound as a cat, to guard me, and yet he refused to speak. Even now, when I knew pieces of the truth, he remained silent. He acted as though life continued normally. It did not. Pelin noticed the expression on my face. She understood at once. She stepped close and put her hand on my shou
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Chapter: 17 - Brothers at OddsUncle Eren’s POV The mansion was so quiet when I stepped inside. Akyaka nights usually carried sounds, the hum of cicadas, the faint crash of the sea, the low thrum of boats moored at the pier. But here, in my brother’s house, silence pressed in like an unwanted guest. Manolya and Pelin slipped through the hallway without a word, up the stairs, their footsteps quick and light, eager for sleep. The twins and Ayla were already out cold. That left only me. I hesitated at the edge of the living room. Emre sat where he always did, sunk into the brown leather sofa, a book resting on his knee. He was reading some book about art history. His eyes moved, and that crease between his brows was deep, I could tell he did not want to be disturbed right now. I hated confrontations. Always had. But tonight, it felt like the weight of everything shoved me forward. I cleared my throat. “So… you were right, brother. About the black magic.” He did not even look up. “I am sorry I did not bel
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Chapter: 16 - Refuse To SpeakManolya’s POV I turned, feeling Aziz staring at me, leaving my stomach churning. “Aziz,” I said. “Tell me what you know about my mother. How did she really die? My father won’t say a word. And what about Ipek?” His eyes met mine, unblinking. “I can do no such thing.” My throat tightened. “What does that mean? I command you to tell me.” “If you command me, I must obey…but” he said with a tone flat as stone. “except for this part, I can not say a word.” “Says whom?” I snapped back at him. He yawned. “By the one who bound me.” “Which is—” “Your father,” he said, and his tail flicked, satisfied with my flinch. Pelin hovered in the doorway, a glass of water trembling in her hand. “Don’t let him twist you, Manolya. He wants you to free him. It’s all tricks with demons.” “He’s not twisting,” I said, hating that my voice was raw. “He’s refusing.” “Refusing because of the spell,” Aziz said mildly. “There is nothing I can do. it is airtight. I am bound to protect you…and those littl
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Chapter: 15 - The Customers ArrivalManolya`s POV He stared me down with those molten-red eyes, “Go back,” I said. “Now.” Aziz’s lip curled, showing more tooth than a cat should ever have. “Go back where, to Constantinople?” He said while narrowing his eyes. “We have a customer coming in any minute! Back to normal. Please.” Pelin made a strangled sound behind me. Uncle Eren planted himself between her and Aziz like a human shield. “You heard her,” Eren said with his voice steady but tight. Aziz looked back at Uncle Eren with his red eyes narrowed, squinting. “A cat Manolya? Are you going to to cage me into this pathetic form again? I am who I am, and I do not like being caged down, now when our little secret is out in the open.” I started to panic “You know why!” I exclaimed. “My father put you in this form since cats are everywhere! No one will question your presence!” He loved watching me squirm as my heart raced. Aziz let out a low, rumbling laugh that sent down a shiver down my spine “You mortals and your n
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Chapter: 14 - The DemonManolya`s POV In Uncle Eren’s antique shop, surrounded by creaking shelves and the scent of aged wood, My cat Azis claws raked the box Uncle Eren had brought home from the strange old woman`s house, leaving deep scratches. His body was rigid and bent, like it was his enemy. I yelped with my heart pounding, as his yellow eyes burned into me.” “Aziz!” I shouted, stumbling back with my pulse racing. “What’s wrong with you?” Uncle Eren lunged forward with his eyes wide. “Manolya, are you okay? I will get the cat off the box before you hurt yourself!” Uncle Eren reached for Aziz with his hands shaking, but his claws dug deeper, hissing wildly. “Aziz, stop!” I shouted, my voice shaking from fright. His hiss was low, strange, and his claws raked the box, still leaving deep gashes. He’d never turned on me like that before. “Aziz!” I yelped, stumbling back with my heart pounding loud in my chest. “What are you doing? You crazy cat!” “Manolya, are you alright?” Uncle Eren’s voice crac
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The Tycoon’s Temptress - Red Flower’s Chase
Valentina accepts billionaire Raffaele Ricchezza’s marriage proposal to secure his inheritance, hiding her intent to ruin his empire, which she blames for her father’s death. Their cold arrangement sparks tension and unexpected attraction as they navigate power plays and hidden agendas. When Valentina uncovers the red flower—a Sumerian relic with stone-melting powers tied to Gilgamesh’s bloodline—she’s thrust into a global chase against enemies seeking to weaponize it. As ancient secrets unravel, love and trust become her greatest challenges.
The story opens with Raffaele’s calculated offer, which Valentina accepts to infiltrate his world. Moving into his estate, she sabotages subtly while investigating the red flower and orichalcum, a mythical metal linked to Atlantis. Raffaele, intrigued by her strength, begins to thaw, but their clashes intensify as Valentina uncovers his interest in orichalcum’s commercial potential. Danger escalates when Tariq, a cunning double agent, raids Gilgamesh’s tomb, stealing artifacts and aligning with U.S. military forces eager to exploit the flower’s power. Valentina’s friend Maria faces threats from her abusive ex, Tullio, complicating her mission.
From Baghdad to Machu Picchu, Valentina and Raffaele pursue clues across the globe. DNA tests reveal Valentina’s descent from Gilgamesh, granting her immunity to the flower’s curse. As Tariq and Camilla, Valentina’s treacherous stepmother, close in, betrayals deepen. A passionate night shifts their dynamic,but trust falters when Raffaele learns of Valentina’s initial deception. In a climactic underwater battle at Atlantis’s ruins, Valentina chooses to protect the orichalcum technology. Justice prevails as Camilla and Tariq are arrested, and Valentina’s pregnancy heralds hope. She restores Baghdad’s museum, honoring her father. With Raffaele, their twins embody a legacy of love and a green future.
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Chapter: Chapter 162 - Full CircleValentina’s POV The air at Machu Picchu was crisp, carrying the scent of earth and wildflowers as the Andes mountain gave a stunning backdrop. Red flowers dotted the terraces, a vibrant reminder of the garden of madness we hid from the world, just like the inca did too. The petals were now a promise of renewal. Dhia and Ghait scampered ahead, their laughter echoing off the cliffs and stones, while Raffaele held my hand, his warmth steadying me against the memories this place stirred. Professor Calancha led the way, his weathered face alight with pride, while Kaifeng Lei trailed us, his presence sparking a blend of amusement and tension. “Taitai!” Kaifeng exclaimed, his grin wide as he adjusted his sunglasses. “Didn’t expect you back in Peru so soon. And with the whole family, how charming!” I laughed, catching Raffaele’s eye-roll. “Yeah, well, we figured it was time to show the kids where their story began. Plus, I couldn’t resist these views.” Kaifeng winked, undete
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Chapter: Chapter 161 - The Legacy Museum Valentina’s POV The Ricchezza headquarters buzzed with energy, its glass and steel facade glinting under Baghdad’s searing sun. Inside, the air was cool, sharp with the scent of polished wood, lavender and ambition. I stood in the lobby with Kareem and Nabil, my hand playfully buffing Kareem’s shoulder. “Remember those artifacts you chased all the way to France like a madman? We finally found them. Our lawyers leaned hard on Tariq, and he cracked and spilled everything about their location.” Kareem’s grin stretched wide, his dark eyes gleaming. “Thank God. That was the biggest failure of my career. I was gutted, running around Basra, dodging bullets, only to come up empty-handed.” I laughed, nudging him. “Well, at least you didn’t get shot. Got to stretch those legs, didn’t you?” He chuckled, shaking his head. “Good times, Mrs. Ricchezza. All the bullets we’ve dodged together.” Nabil smirked, leaning against the wall, his suit crisp. “You two love the thrill of dan
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Chapter: Chapter 160 - Birth of New Hope The sun dipped low over the Persian Gulf, casting a warm amber glow across the waves that lapped gently at the shore. Valentina walked beside me, her hand clasped firmly in mine, her fingers intertwining with a quiet strength that still took my breath away. Lorenzo padded along next to us, his golden mane catching the fading light, his massive paws sinking into the soft sand with each step. He glanced up at Valentina occasionally, as if checking on her, his amber eyes reflecting the same protective instinct I felt deep in my bones. She reached out with her free hand, brushing through his mane, her touch light and affectionate. “You’re such a loyal mischievous pet, aren’t you?” she murmured to him, her voice soft against the lapping of the sea. I squeezed her hand, pulling her a little closer. “He’s not the only one. You’ve got us both wrapped around your finger, amore.” She smiled up at me, her dark eyes sparkling despite the faint lines of exhaustion etched around them. H
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Chapter: Chapter 159 - The TrialValentina’s POV Lorenzo stretched out at the foot of my bed, his massive paws draped across my ankles as though daring the world to disturb me. My lion had become more clingy with each passing week of my pregnancy. Two regal protectors, him and Raffaele. I stroked his mane, feeling amused. “Two lions fighting to protect me in this house,” Jokes aside, I was exhausted. Pregnancy wasn’t as glamorous as people made it out to be. No glowing aura, no effortless energy, just swollen feet, an aching back, and a constant reminder that two tiny lives were pressing against every rib. I rubbed my belly, breathing slow. At least they’re healthy. That’s all that matters. Raffaele supported my back, helping me sit up. “Can you please help me with the slippers, dear?” I asked, my voice soft but tired. Raffaele appeared with my slippers in hand. “Come, amore. Let me help.” I lifted my feet awkwardly, my back aching. “Please. I can’t bend anymore without feeling like I’ll topple.”
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Chapter: Chapter 158 - Baghdad Museum Restoration Valentina’s POV The National Museum of Iraq stood under Baghdad’s searing sun, its neoclassical facade of sandy beige stone, reinforced concrete, and brick blending seamlessly with the desert palette. Intricate Islamic and Assyrian-inspired motifs adorned the exterior. Inside, the high ceilings and polished marble floors gleamed, making the historical collections inside come to it’s right. I wore a black pencil dress with a high neckline, dangling baroque pearls swaying as I moved. My kitten-heel leather mules, a gift from Raffaele, clicked softly, though running was out of the question as my pregnancy belly turned my walk into a waddle. I was ecstatic, barely containing myself as I entered the grand hall. Earlier, Raffaele had leaned close, his breath warm against my ear. “Do you remember that hologram I gave you? We each got one. I didn’t want to tell you before I knew it was possible to not crush your dreams, but…” His next words had nearly stopped my heart. “G
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Chapter: Chapter 157 - The Wedding Valentina’s POV The shores of Lake Como shimmered under the late afternoon sun, the steep alpine cliffs dropping right into the lake’s crystal waters. The Grand Hotel Tremezzo that Raffaele had booked was a luxurious 5-star property located on the shores of Lake Como. Established in the early nineteen hundred, it’s known for its historic Art Nouveau architecture, panoramic views of the lake and the Alps, and high-end amenities like a floating pool on the lake, a spa, fine dining restaurants, and elegant gardens. Raffaele leaned close, his breath warm against my ear. “You know, this is a place where celebrities and the wealthy come for their escapes… but I wanted us to have our own special moment here.” I smiled up at him, my chest tightening with warmth. “I love this surprise. It’s historic, it’s beautiful… thank you, Raffaele.” The hotel had been transformed for our wedding party, its gardens overflowing with white roses and jasmine interwoven with red flowers, symbolizing t
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