Blood Bound Vows
Isidora Moretti always appeared to be a chess player, overseeing her family’s massive enterprise and grappling with the city’s menacing mafia clans. Her father orders her to marry the Vescari heir, and she discovers that theirs is not romance that would involve love-it is of power and obedience. Declining could be her last word so she thinks of an escape-engagement, a lie she is betting would work. She teams up with Dante Romano,the boy who beats her every time in school. He is good looking, cold, smart and has chased the same deal she wants. He often mocks her stubborn ways and never offers real help.
Still, he oddly agrees to act as her fiancé. The agreement sees only looks, no real feeling involved. It may mean just a clever contract. Business agreement looks clean, no feelings. But Dante seizes Isidora at the engagement party and kisses her in front of the city. Everything becomes upside down. Rivalry and obsession — everything seems to blur. Others soon witness Isidora as Dante’s Achilles’ heel. In another world, weakness is a weapon. Maybe they both have this tilt, not just one side. With threats growing closer-in business offices ,back alleys, and mob hits, both find they need to stand up together. As they fight, they come closer and closer, and each threat reduces the boundaries they’ve constructed between them on their feelings. As danger narrows in on Isidora, Dante’s left to contemplate the sacrifices he’ll make just to keep her safe. He’ll do anything he can to protect her, to make her his, even if it’s damaging everything in his path. In the end, the promises they’ve made, no matter how unserious, appear to be the only thing they can reasonably believe.
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Chapter: Chapter 61The boardroom was colder than the war had ever been. At least in a war, people were upfront about wanting you dead. Here, they smiled. I was at the long glass table, with Dante at my right and twelve men across from us who had made their careers on numbers and leverage instead of bullets. The name “Moretti” had been put neatly on the merger papers. Beside it, in bold, sat Dante’s corporate empire. Power appeared a little different in the day. “This consolidation,” one of the senior board members said, adjusting his glasses, “will draw attention.”“It already has,” Dante said calmly. The man gave a single nod, then glanced at me so briefly that he returned his gaze to Dante.“We need stability.” “You have it,” I said. His eyes returned to me, and there was a faint flash of surprise. Another executive leaned forward. “This, with respect, is not just a get-it. The Moretti holdings carry history, too.”“So does yours,” I replied evenly. A few men shifted in their seats. Dante sa
Última actualización: 2026-03-02
Chapter: Chapter 60⚠️Mature scenes ahead The water cooled from a cascade to a trickle, then to a drip. Plink… plink… plink… against the marble floor. Dante’s weight was a heavy, comforting warmth against my back, his softening length still nestled inside me. His breath stirred the wet hair at my nape.“Izzy,” he whispered, his voice rough with spent passion.“Mmm.”He pressed a kiss between my shoulder blades, a slow, tender mwah that made my skin prickle. “We should get out. You’ll get cold.”I didn’t want to move. This felt like a cocoon, a steam-filled haven where the outside world and its sharp edges didn’t exist. But he was right. A slight shiver ran through me, and he felt it.With a gentle schloop, he withdrew, the sensation making me gasp softly. He turned off the water, and the sudden silence was deafening, filled only by our breathing and the drip-drip-drip from the showerhead.He reached for a large, fluffy towel, wrapping it around me first. He rubbed it over my arms, my back, with a ca
Última actualización: 2026-02-22
Chapter: Chapter 59⚠️Mature scenes ahead A soft, contented hum vibrated in my chest. I was a puddle of warm, satisfied flesh, every muscle lax, my skin still humming from the aftershocks. Dante’s weight was a welcome blanket, his breathing a steady rhythm against my neck.“Mmm,” I murmured, nuzzling into his damp hair. “Don’t move.”He chuckled, the sound a low rumble I felt through my entire body. “I have to, mi corazon. We’re a mess.”I made a noise of protest as he carefully withdrew, the soft shuffling of our separation making me shiver. A fresh trickle of warmth escaped me, a reminder of his possession. He rolled to the side, propping himself up on an elbow to look at me. His dark eyes were soft, sated, but a new heat was already kindling in their depths.“Come,” he said, his voice a gentle command. He slid off the bed, his naked form a sculpture of powerful lines in the dim light. He held out a hand. “Let me wash you. Properly.”The thought of warm water sliding over my sensitized skin was t
Última actualización: 2026-02-22
Chapter: Chapter 58⚠️ Mature scenes ahead“Look at me, Baby. Look right at me.” Dante said one deep murmur, a command that brought my attention off the plush bedspread between us to his eyes. Those pools of dark, liquid water held an intensity that always stole my breath. I forced myself to steady. In and out. Slowly. “I am,” I whispered. His thumb caressed my cheekbone, the calloused pad a comforting, familiar roughness. “You’re shaking.” “I know.” I wasn’t afraid. Not of him. The last time… the ripping, the stinging edge, the coppery odor that shouldn’t even have existed. That memory was a cold knot in my stomach. “I just … I want it to be different tonight, Dante.” “Shh.” He cocked his head, lips tracing the pulse in my throat. Not as a swiping bite, but as a gentle squeeze. A promise. “It will be. We go at your pace. Only your pace.” His words were a balm. The blood had horrified him. Apologies had rolled from him for days, each one a stone in the foundation of this new, careful underst
Última actualización: 2026-02-20
Chapter: Chapter 57The following morning, the city seemed to have a different flavor. Not peaceful. Not healed. Just plain quiet, like the noise had pulled back to see what would blossom in its place. There was the aftertaste of something done in the air. Something burned out and settled into ash.I faced down a glass of water with no motion in Dante’s office. The room was dank with smoke and clean linen. Luca paced by a window, phone to his ear, his tone low and measured. He was more of a listener than a speaker. When the call was finally resolved, he turned to face me and let me hear it before he opened his mouth.“It is confirmed,” he said. “Every network is running it. The city knows.”I set the glass down carefully. “And the rest of them.”“They are adjusting,” Luca said. “Some are celebrating. Some terrified. Some are already asking who they answer to now.”“They know who they answer to,” I responded quietly.Luca examined me for an instant. “You are calm.”“I am tired,” I answered. “There is a
Última actualización: 2026-02-19
Chapter: Chapter 56The rain began before we were at the chapel. It was relentless and steady, soaking my coat and clinging to my hair. By the time the wrecked building appeared in the distance, my sleeves were already wet and tight on my arms. It looked worse up close. Stone cracked open. Windows shattered. One aspect of the roof sagged inward as if it had quit years ago. “Repeat why he went to a church,” Luca muttered next to me, moving his head down and around over the tree line and broken steps. “Because he likes theater,” I replied. “And because he believes Dante will hesitate somewhere holy.” Dante was two steps ahead of us. He did not answer. He continued to watch the doors as if he could already see Matteo waiting at the other side. Thunder rolled behind us. I stepped closer to him. “He will talk first.” “I know.” “He will try to provoke him.” “I know.” “Do not let him drag this out.” Dante finally gazed at me. Rain dripped from his face, yet his eyes did not falter. "I want to finis
Última actualización: 2026-02-19
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