Chapter: Chapter 20The birds’ songs woke me, as if even they were trying to sing me a birthday song. Twenty-three years old—nothing compared to Nicolais. Maybe this year would be my year? Maybe I would be happy, content, and able to live my life the way I wanted.I sat in my bed, wondering why Lily hadn’t shown up. Normally, she would have woken me by now, my bath would be running, and I would be sipping my rose tea. With a small groan, I got up from the bed and stretched my body, now a year older.Quickly, I wrapped the white silk robe around me and went downstairs. After all the activity yesterday, it was alarmingly quiet today. Down the stairs, through the hall, and just before the dining room, I finally heard some movement. So there were still people around.The doors opened, and quickly, almost like lightning, I
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Chapter: Chapter 19The sunlight shone directly into my face as I came to myself. My head was pounding, and my brain refused to function. I lay on my back, still in my dress from yesterday, staring up at the canopy above the bed. Everything hurt.Fucking elven wine!I tried to use my body, tried to make it obey me, but it did nothing. As if all my systems were updating, as if it had completely shut down.Never touch elven wine again.Slowly, so incredibly slowly, I regained control over my body. I sat up in bed, and beside it, on the small piece of furniture, was a tray with pancakes, juice, some fruit, and, of course, the lovely tea. I placed the tray on my lap, the food smelling absolutely wonderful.Eat and feel better,
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Chapter: Chapter 18When we got back to the palace, I probably looked like a complete idiot with the biggest smile on my face.Our little outing had ended with Nicolais and me growing closer. Our physical bond had also started to develop now, which only made me an even happier woman.It made me more at ease, knowing I could feel safe with him—that even though he wanted to throw every inhibition aside, he still thought about me and what I wanted.Sicca was standing in the hall, looking strangely at us when we walked in hand in hand. I couldn’t help but giggle about it—giggle about our kiss back in the lake. Giggle about how my body had reacted to Nicolais’ touch. How he had smiled at me afterwards, almost triumphantly.“Did y
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Chapter: Chapter 17After my confession to Lily, I knew things would move quickly. I knew word spread fast around the palace, and that soon they would start smiling at me differently—more knowingly—than they had before.So I was relieved when, the next morning at breakfast, Nicolais asked if I wanted to go for a ride around the kingdom.We were down in the stables getting the horses ready. I had received a saddle and bridle for Clynthia so she could be properly prepared. I could feel she was excited to get out of the stable.Nicolais also had a small basket with food and drink strapped to Maximus.“Are you ready?” he asked. He seemed happy—different, almost.I placed my foot in t
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Chapter: Chapter 16Chapter 18“Quite the cozy position I found you in with the king,” Lily beamed at me, practically buzzing after catching us wrapped up in each other on a library chair. “Does that mean you’ve made a decision?”“Let’s… focus on trying those dresses on,” I muttered, heat crawling up my cheeks.I regretted that sentence immediately. Of course I did. It sounded flustered, ridiculous, unconvincing even to me, and I could feel my heart hammering as though it had a voice of its own, screaming, Why didn’t you just stay quiet?Up in my room, four women had taken over the place, carrying every fabric color imaginable. Silk, chiffon, satin, velvet—each swath of cloth seemed to shine and shimmer under the sunlight streaming through my window, as though they were alive. Sketches were made, more sketches were made, somehow even more sketches were made—each one showing my figure crammed into a new dress design. I could feel my pulse in my throat, my stomach twisting in a mixture of excitement and pa
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Chapter: Chapter 15We sat completely still across from each other. Not a word was spoken. In the background, you could faintly hear the birds chirping, but that was the only sound. I tried to concentrate on his book—the one he had given me the day before—but it was boring. It was about a beautiful young woman who needed a big, strong man to come and save her, so instead I looked at him.His fiery hair fell around his face as he sat reading what was probably the thickest book I had ever seen. His eyes moved across the page as they read, understood, and reformulated the words in his mind. His controlled, finely shaped eyebrows twitched now and then—sometimes drawing together, as if he disagreed with what the book described, other times lifting, as if he was surprised by it.The pale sky-blue tunic he wore was almost completely open today. It was warm, and the tuni
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Desired by the Dangerous Men
“You don’t have to go through with this if you don’t want to, Lilliana,” Dante reassured me, standing in his tuxedo, looking far too delicious to be saying that on my wedding day.
“But everything is settled,” I said, trying not to smear too much of my makeup as I cried uncontrollably. “Why doesn’t he love me, Dante?” A sob tore through me.
“Come with me,” he said, his voice low and dark—practically a command.
“What?” I asked, looking up at the stoic, dangerous man in front of me.
“Come with me,” he repeated, holding out his hand. “I’ll make sure everything goes away, fiorellino.”
I looked down at his hand, at the tattoos swirling around his fingers. And even though a hand like Dante Gallo’s should have scared me, nothing had ever felt so safe. So I stepped forward, took his hand in mine, and looked up at him.
“Take me away.”
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Two ruthless men. One stolen bride. A love too wild to be contained.
Lillian thought she had finally secured the life she always dreamed of — until her perfect engagement crumbles in one night of shocking betrayal. Whisked away from the wreckage of her wedding by the dangerous and devastating Dante Gallo, she finds herself caught between two powerful forces: Dante, the mafia king who has loved her from afar, and Damien Volkov, the lethal enemy who refuses to let her slip through his fingers.
Torn between loyalty, passion, and a fierce desire for freedom, Lillian faces a choice that could break all three of them. But what if she refuses to choose at all?
In a world of power, obsession, and forbidden love, some hearts aren't meant to be divided — they're meant to be shared.
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Chapter: Chapter 39: AnastasiaIt felt as if a thousand butterflies had taken off inside of me, wings beating frantically, unable to be contained. The giddiness built higher and higher until it had nowhere to go, expanding in my chest, my stomach, my very bones. My nerves twisted together with anticipation, every second that passed swelling with the knowledge of what was coming, of what this night meant. The air itself seemed thick, heavy with promise.Igor, on the other hand, looked completely calm—almost unnervingly so. His large hands held mine firmly, the touch both grounding and electrifying, as though I were tethered to a force of nature. His words, soft but deliberate, carried affection and unyielding certainty. He was in control, his presence a storm contained only by sheer will. Yet I had caught the cracks forming in his restraint, had felt the heat behind the calm when we danced. The moment he had pulled me against him, his body hard and warm against mine, I’d sensed the tremor. When he whispered how breat
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Chapter: Chapter 38: Damien“You need an heir, Pakhan,” Alecsandr Patrova said, his tone condescending as his prudent eyebrows drew together in heavy disapproval. His wrinkled face bore the weight of arrogance, his voice slithering into the air like poison. “As of this moment, you’re not even married. How can you hope to solidify your leadership if you cannot even keep a woman?”My grip tightened around the champagne glass until the delicate crystal creaked beneath my hand. The veins in my wrist strained, the other hand curling into a fist so tight my nails bit into my palm. “I have a woman, Patrova,” I seethed, every word laced with venom, my voice low enough to warn him he was treading into dangerous territory.“If you have a woman, why is it not your wedding we’re attending tonight?” he countered, his sharp eyes narrowing as he pushed further. The men gathered around shifted uneasily, glancing between us as though waiting for an execution to unfold before their eyes. “Your sister is married before you, and she
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Chapter: Chapter 37: LillianI stepped back, my fingers slipping away from the last button on her gown, and for a moment I just let myself take her in. My best friend. The woman who had been at my side for three years, the one who had laughed with me, cried with me, kept me sane when everything else threatened to tear me apart. Now she was the one standing in front of me, ready to walk down the aisle in a matter of moments, about to bind herself to a man for life. A man she barely knew. A man she had convinced herself was right for her.And yet, despite everything, she was smiling. She didn’t look weighed down by doubt or fear the way I had felt only weeks ago, when my own world had shattered and rebuilt itself in ways I still didn’t understand. She looked light, radiant even, as though all the darkness that pressed down on the rest of us had never even brushed against her shoulders.“You look beautiful, Ana,” I whispered, the words tumbling from my lips before I could even think to shape them. And it wasn’t just
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Chapter: Chapter 36: LillianMy eyes widened as Damien stood, immediately moving over to the bed with a kind of silent determination that made every nerve inside me tense. I turned around in my chair, watching as his hands went behind his broad back. He gripped the hem of his black t-shirt and, with one fluid movement, pulled it up and over his head.The fabric dropped to the floor with a whisper, but the sound might as well have been a thunderclap to my ears.Scars. So many scars.My breath caught.They littered every inch of his back—long jagged ones that slashed across his pale skin like old battle wounds, short rounded ones like healed-over bullet holes or burns, and thin, razor-fine lines that shimmered slightly beneath the overhead light. There wasn’t a single stretch of untouched skin. His entire back told a story, one I wasn’t sure I was ready to hear.“Are you—” I started, but stopped abruptly. My throat tightened. “I thought&
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Chapter: Chapter 35: DamienI opened the door, forcing myself to take it slow, restraining the urge to burst into the room the way every muscle in my body demanded.She was here. Lillian was actually here. Under my roof. Needing me. Needing my protection, my care, my strength.And she would get it. She would get everything.Once she became my wife, there would be nothing left for her to want. Not safety, not warmth, not love. I would give her a world where nothing touched her without going through me first.I stepped inside, my eyes locking on her immediately. She was sitting on the bed, her wide, blue eyes frozen on me, like she wasn’t sure whether to scream or run. That flicker of fear, that flash of uncertainty, I could take it. She’d get used to me—she’d learn I was never a danger to her.While I’d been spending years quietly building my obsession, feeding my desire with fantasies and stolen glance
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Chapter: Chapter 34: DanteJeremy and I were on our way back from the docks, and it had been a fucking bloodbath out there. The kind that twists your stomach, that coats your lungs with the taste of iron and fury. Our men had been slaughtered, torn apart with what could only have been a knife. Nothing else left wounds like that—deep, cruel, personal. It wasn’t gunfire. It wasn’t tactical. It was savage.And it wasn’t just the method—it was the intent that twisted my gut. This didn’t feel like a hit, like someone searching our premises or trying to send a quiet message. We’d had that before. Bratva bastards poking around our territory, trying to sniff out weaknesses or intel. But this? This wasn’t reconnaissance. This was carnage. Pure, unfiltered violence.Nothing had been moved. Nothing was missing. The papers were untouched, the cash drawer still sealed, even the encrypted drives left where they sat.Whoever had done this
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