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Kingdoms of Ash and Lust

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Alessandro

She was alive. She was right in front of me. And every bone in my body was on fire.

Serafina.

The girl I thought was dead. The woman I had buried with my guilt and rage.

But now, she was here. Walking through my ballroom like a queen risen from her grave. And my carefully built empire every bloody stone I’d laid.shuddered beneath her heels.

My enemies feared me.

But I feared her.

I watched Valentina from the corner of my eye. She was trembling, but not from fear. No. She was burning with something far more dangerous:

Jealousy.

And I couldn't blame her.

Serafina was a storm we all thought we'd survived.

Turns out, we’d only endured the silence before it.

Valentina

His gaze wouldn't leave her.

I could scream. Tear my dress to shreds. Shoot a man in the head right here.

And still

Alessandro would be staring at her.

At Serafina.

The ex-fiancée who vanished. The one no one dared to name.

But now she was back, and somehow, I was the intruder.

My fingers curled into fists. I refus
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  • A Substitute Bride For The Mafia Boss   His Crown, My Fire

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