Chapter: THE GALA OF MASKS The ballroom glittered with chandeliers and laughter, crystal glasses clinking in celebration of an alliance Adrian had orchestrated with the city’s elite. On the surface, it was a glamorous charity gala. Beneath the masks and gowns, everyone here was tied to the underworld in some way smugglers, financiers, power-brokers. And Adrian Maddox owned the room. Sienna clung to his arm, her emerald dress hugging her body like sin itself. The silk neckline dipped low, chosen by Adrian himself, leaving her feeling exposed in a sea of sharp gazes. “Stay close,” Adrian murmured into her ear, his hand pressing lightly against her lower back. “This world smells weakness like blood.” “I’m not weak,” she whispered back, her chin lifting. His lips curled into a dark smirk. “No. But you’re mine. And they’ll need reminding of that.” Before she could answer, Marcus appeared. Tall, confident, dressed in a tailored black suit that shimmered faintly under the chandelier’s light. He bowed his head e
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Chapter: A DANGEROUS GAME OF JEALOUSY The mansion was unusually alive that evening. Adrian had called in several of his most trusted men, and Marcus was among them. Sienna felt his presence long before she saw him. His voice carried through the hall—smooth, commanding, threaded with an ease that made her skin prickle.She entered the lounge at Adrian’s side, wrapped in a soft silk dress that clung to her curves. Adrian’s hand rested firmly on her hip, guiding her like a shadow. The men fell silent as they entered, their respect for him palpable.But Marcus’s eyes flicked immediately to her.There was nothing lewd in his gaze no crude hunger, no blatant disrespect. It was worse than that. It was cool, assessing, like he was cataloging her, peeling her apart with his thoughts alone. And when their eyes met, he didn’t look away. He held her gaze until her pulse quickened, until she had to glance down.Adrian noticed.His hand tightened on her waist, his lips brushing her ear. “Don’t look at him,” he murmured darkly. “Your ey
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Chapter: HIS BEST FRIENDS WARNING The morning light streamed through the heavy velvet curtains, muted and golden. Sienna stirred against the silk sheets, her body aching deliciously from the night before. Every inch of her felt claimed, marked, used in ways that left her trembling even now. She shifted slightly, wincing at the soreness between her thighs, but the memory of Adrian’s voice whispering, mine, made her shiver with more than pain.The space beside her was empty. She blinked, her chest tightening with the sudden absence. Adrian was always there looming, controlling, omnipresent. To wake up without him watching her, touching her, sent a pang of unease through her.She pulled the sheet around herself and slipped out of bed. The mansion was quiet, save for the faint murmur of voices down the hall. She padded softly toward the sound, heart thrumming with both curiosity and nerves.As she approached, she recognized Adrian’s voice—low, hard, edged with the same darkness he’d shown at the meeting. Another voice joi
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Chapter: THE REWARD AND THE REMINDERThe ride back to the mansion was suffocating. The city lights blurred past the tinted windows, but Sienna barely noticed. Her body still pulsed from the brutal release Adrian had torn from her in the elevator. Her thighs trembled, her lips were swollen from his kiss, and yet—the ache inside her only grew sharper.He hadn’t spoken since they left the high-rise. He sat beside her in the back of the sleek black car, his expression unreadable, his hand resting on his thigh instead of on her. The absence of his touch was torture. Every inch of her craved him, screamed for him, but she didn’t dare beg. Not yet.When the gates to the mansion opened and the car rolled inside, Adrian finally turned his head. His gaze pinned her in place, making her heart slam against her ribs.“You held yourself well,” he said, his voice low, steady. “You didn’t flinch when they looked at you. You didn’t falter when I touched you.”Her breath shuddered. “I… I tried.”“You obeyed,” he corrected. His eyes darken
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Chapter: BLOOD AND OBEDIENCE The air in the boardroom was thick with smoke and tension. Sienna could feel it clinging to her skin as if the walls themselves had soaked up decades of violence and whispered threats. The table was long, sleek, polished wood, but the men around it carried an edge sharper than any blade. Their tailored suits couldn’t disguise the tattoos crawling up their necks, the scars etched into their hands, the aura of men who had killed before—and would do it again.Adrian guided her to a seat just beside him, his hand never leaving her thigh. Not casually on her knee, not gentlemanly on her wrist—no. His palm pressed firmly against the inside of her thigh, fingers splayed just close enough to make her pulse stutter. It wasn’t affection. It was possession.She sat, trembling inwardly, but his touch anchored her. More than that, it branded her. She was painfully aware of the way the others glanced at her, their eyes narrowing, their mouths twitching with smirks they didn’t dare let fully form. A
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Chapter: A DANGEROUS CLAIMThe night air was heavy, carrying the faint hum of the city far beyond Adrian’s mansion walls. Sienna sat on the edge of the leather armchair in his study, her body still sore from the punishment he had dealt her the night before, her skin carrying the echoes of his control. She had thought he’d be finished with her, at least for a few days. But the knock at the front gate and the sudden shift in his mood told her otherwise.Adrian straightened, phone in hand, his expression hardening as he listened to the voice on the other end. He didn’t raise his voice, didn’t curse, but the subtle tightening of his jaw and the way his eyes darkened sent a ripple of unease through her. Whoever was on the line wasn’t delivering good news.When he hung up, the silence between them stretched like a blade.“What happened?” Sienna asked, her voice smaller than she wanted it to be.Adrian’s gaze flicked to her, sharp, assessing, as though deciding how much she deserved to know. He crossed the room, every
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OUR LITTLE SECRET
A dangerous memory is worth keeping.
Velgrave Academy is no ordinary school—it's a haven for the Bloodborn, gifted students with abilities most people could never imagine. But for Ophelia Wolfe, power isn’t just a gift; it’s a weapon—and her most guarded secret.
Cold, composed, and unapologetically untouchable, Ophelia has no time for drama, distractions, or the infuriatingly charming Carl Maddox. He's reckless, sarcastic, and knows exactly how to push her buttons. He also remembers the one thing she’d hoped was buried: a secret moment shared one summer night. One they both swore to forget.
Now, fate keeps throwing them together—class projects, whispered rumors, a growing mystery unraveling inside the academy. As tension turns into undeniable attraction, and playful rivalry turns into something far deeper, Ophelia and Carl are forced to confront what they’ve been running from: each other.
But in a school where memories can be stolen and secrets are never safe, love could be the most dangerous risk of all.
Because some secrets don’t just stay hidden…
They haunt.
They burn.
And the most dangerous ones?
They change everything.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 44The girl hadn’t moved since they brought her in.She sat on the floor of the diagnostic chamber, knees tucked under her chin, hands glowing faintly like bioluminescent fireflies. Her silver hair fell over her eyes, veiling the eerie calm in her face.Nadine’s scans were inconclusive.“She’s not fully conscious,” she told Mira. “It’s like… a fragment of her mind is here, and the rest is inside something else.”“Another system?” Carl asked.“No,” Nadine said. “A network.”Ophelia stared at the girl.Her voice had echoed in her mind for hours now.“I am the memory of what you tried to erase.”It haunted her.It sounded like something Ophelia herself would say.Too sharp. Too calculated. Too aware of what pain meant.“She’s a failsafe,” Mira explained. “Her code is partially linked to yours, Ophelia.”“How?” Ophelia asked.Mira pressed her lips together. “Because she was grown from the same strand. You’re not just her ‘key’—you’re her source.”Carl’s head snapped toward them.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 43The next day, a name resurfaced from the hidden layers of Velgrave’s internal system. An ancient student registry, never meant to be recovered, blinked into existence for exactly thirty-four seconds—just long enough for Nadine to screenshot it before it wiped itself clean.And there it was.Carl Maddox — Entry: RedactedNot deleted.Redacted.There’s a difference.Deleted meant the file was gone.Redacted meant someone had erased it from view.“You never told me,” Ophelia said, sitting across from him in the greenhouse they often snuck into after hours. “Your record is ghosted.”Carl exhaled. “I didn’t know.”“You seriously never tried to check your own past?”“I tried. Every trace of my childhood before Velgrave ends in white noise.”She stared at him. “Carl, that’s not normal.”“I know.”His voice was quiet.“I think I didn’t want to find out what they’d hidden. I thought maybe… if I didn’t search, I could just live.”She sat beside him, fingers playing absently with
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Chapter: CHAPTER 42For the first time since she arrived at Velgrave, Ophelia couldn’t stop replaying her own past.Not the version she’d memorized.But the holes.The parts that didn’t make sense.She remembered her mother being cold.She remembered being transferred between “safe houses.”She remembered a man with gloves who used to press two fingers to her temple and say, “Just a little longer, sweetheart.”But she never remembered his name.Never remembered his face.“Decoy,” she whispered under her breath as she stood at the academy library archives.It echoed.Like it was meant to.She dug through old files under the identity registry section—a part of the Bloodborn system that Mira said hadn’t been touched in years.She found her own entry.Ophelia Wolfe. Born 17th of March. Classified: Grade A — Memory Class. Ability: Memory manipulation.But something was off.There was no birth record attached.Only a single line typed in the background clearance:“Synthetic implantation cleara
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Chapter: CHAPTER 41When the lights exploded, it wasn’t from heat or power overload.It was resonance.Every bulb, every wire, every screen—shattered not from force, but from frequency.The Echo didn’t just enter the room.He changed it.Carl shielded Ophelia instantly, arm wrapped around her as a pulse of invisible energy rippled through the chamber. The air itself vibrated, filled with high-pitched static that turned their thoughts into noise.“Contain him!” Mira yelled, struggling to access the dampener console.But the Echo didn’t move.Didn’t need to.He just stood in the center of it all—hands at his sides, eyes closed, like a god in prayer.Then he opened his mouth—And every voice in the room spoke at once.Their own voices.Distorted.Replayed.Mimicked.“Carl Maddox, Ophelia Wolfe, Mira Kassel, Nadine Ayre.”Each name echoed from their own lips—except they hadn’t spoken.Carl gritted his teeth. “He’s inside our fields.”“He’s broadcasting on a neural loop,” Mira shouted. “He’
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Chapter: CHAPTER 40Ophelia didn’t sleep that night.Not because she couldn’t—but because she didn’t want to.She lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling, fingers curled tightly around the edge of her blanket. Her thoughts looped, rewinding again and again to that one flickering moment. That blurred figure. That single glowing word.Echo.A name.A warning.A forgotten ghost.By morning, she was already in Mira’s office.“You’re absolutely sure?” Mira asked, her tone clipped.“As sure as I was the day Lyra glitched,” Ophelia replied.Carl leaned forward, arms folded. “You said the Echo program was shut down years ago.”“It was,” Mira confirmed. “The Echo Initiative was part of a classified tier of experiments. The idea was to train a single Bloodborn to replicate others’ abilities perfectly—without exposure limits.”“Wait,” Nadine cut in. “That’s impossible. Mimics can barely hold one ability at a time. The neural strain alone—”“This one didn’t mimic,” Mira said slowly. “He absorbed.”Everyon
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Chapter: CHAPTER 39A week after the Lyra Incident, Velgrave initiated what Mira termed “a hard recalibration of trust.”New security protocols were introduced. Memory scanning regulations were tightened. Dorm access points now required triple authentication. And every student had to undergo a personal “resonance test” to ensure no fragments of Lyra’s code had embedded themselves unknowingly.To most, it was tedious.To Ophelia Wolfe, it was insulting.“So let me get this straight,” she muttered as the scanner hovered over her temples, “you think I could have a piece of Lyra bouncing around in my head?”Nadine, holding the scanner, didn’t blink. “You made direct contact with her. We’re not taking risks.”“You know if anyone’s brain would fry a digital parasite, it’s mine.”“That’s exactly what worries us.”Ophelia frowned. “That’s… fair.”A green light blinked.“You’re clean,” Nadine confirmed.“Obviously,” Ophelia said, hopping off the scanner bed. “I run on spite and caffeine. No room for vi
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