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Chapter 79 - The one who brought me home
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BLOOD FOR A BRIDE Chapter 109 - BITE ME, BREAK ME, LOVE ME
-ASARAIAH KAINE-The night smelled like metal.The kind of night where bad things didn’t just happen—they waited, patient as predators, watching the world breathe just so they could steal the next inhale.We were halfway back to the mansion when the pain hit me.Not soft. Not warning.A blade-to-the-nerve, lightning-to-bone kind of pain that made my vision pulse white.“Malrik—” I managed before the world blurred sideways.He was on me before I hit the ground.His hands were everywhere—my ribs, my face, my chest—as if checking which part of me was breaking fastest.“Stay awake,” he ordered.His voice was steady.His eyes were not.Everything in him was unraveling.I tried to breathe but my lungs snagged like someone had stitched glass inside them. My hands shook uncontrollably. My skin burned from the inside out.“What’s happening to me?” I gasped.He didn’t answer immediately.And that terrified me more than the pain.When Malrik Kaine didn’t speak, something ancient and lethal was h
BLOOD FOR A BRIDE Chapter 108 - Bloodline
-ASARAIAH KAINE- The day started with champagne and ended with blood. That should’ve been my first warning. By noon, half the Kaine lieutenants were already in the mansion for a private council meeting — one Malrik had insisted I attend because “your enemies need to see what their nightmares look like standing.” Flattering. Cute. Unhinged. But I showed up anyway. I wore black silk. Hair slicked back. A gun holstered to my thigh. The ruby pendant resting on my collarbone like it had rules of its own. When I stepped into the glass-walled council chamber, every man in the room stood — some out of respect, some out of fear, most out of confusion that a woman was walking into their private war table looking like she owned every bullet in the building. Malrik didn’t look up at first. He didn’t have to. His awareness snapped to me the second my foot crossed the threshold. His gaze dragged across my body in one slow sweep like he was checking for wounds, weapons, or lies. His head t
BLOOD FOR A BRIDE Chapter 107 - House of Glass
-ASARAIAH KAINE-Rain in this city always smells like money that’s been cleaned in blood.Tonight, it smelled like war.We hit the south docks just past midnight. Six SUVs, tinted black, moving as one organism. Malrik had wanted to come; I told him no. He’d taught me to fight monsters. Now he could watch one work.Kavin sat shotgun, checking his tablet. “Last ping from the insider came from Warehouse 22.”“That’s Selene’s old territory,” I said.He nodded. “Her people rebranded as Glass. Imports, clubs, laundering. Same core, new skin.”“Cut the skin,” I said, “it still bleeds the same.”We rolled in silent.The compound looked abandoned—graffiti, broken lights, wind slicing through busted glass. But the hum under it wasn’t emptiness; it was waiting.“Two guards by the main door,” Kavin whispered.“I’ll take them.”He almost protested. Almost.I was already out.Boots quiet on wet concrete, gun drawn. The guards barely had time to exhale before the silencer kissed the back of t
BLOOD FOR A BRIDE Chapter 106 -Inheritance of the night
-ASARAIAH-The world smelled like smoke and new power.Every empire starts with a fire; ours started with my father’s.The Kaine mansion was quiet when we landed, but not peaceful—never peaceful. The air here always hummed, like electricity trapped in marble.Afsana met us at the door with a towel and a look that said she knew better than to ask. Gaya lingered behind her, eyes on the blood drying on my sleeve.“Everything handled?” she asked.“Everything burned,” I said.Gaya nodded once, approval hidden behind restraint. “Then start rebuilding.”The table glowed with blue light from the screens. The Montova crest was already being erased from the ledgers, replaced by the Kaine insignia. I sat beside Malrik, not behind him.He didn’t stop me.Kavin briefed us on the acquisitions. “We’ve absorbed their offshore routes, but a few shell accounts are still under protection. You’ll need signatures from the old board.”“Bring them in,” I said.Kavin blinked. “You mean—”“I mean now.
BLOOD FOR A BRIDE Chapter 105 - Ashes of Fathers
-ASARAIAH-I never planned on coming back to Milan.The city smelled like rain and old blood — too polished to remember its crimes.But every storm ends where it started, and mine started here.When Gaya dropped the folder on the table that morning, I already knew what was inside.A photograph. Grainy, recent. My father stepping out of a courthouse, gray-haired but still standing straight, surrounded by cheap muscle.He was supposed to be dead.“Where?” I asked.“Milan,” she said. “He’s rebuilding the Montova network. Drugs, weapons, offshore laundering. A few of our suppliers are already sniffing around him.”So he was clawing his way back, same as always. I’d buried ghosts before; this one needed to burn.“Book the jet,” I said.The Kaine jet waited under thunder-purple clouds. Malrik stood at the stairs, black-on-black, rain rolling off his coat.“You’re not going alone,” he said.“I wasn’t asking permission.”“You never do.”He followed me up the steps anyway.Inside, the c
BLOOD FOR A BRIDE Chaoter 104 - The devil you raised
-ASARAIAH KAINE-The night after the vault, the rain refused to stop.Every drop against the glass sounded like someone knocking to be let in.I didn’t answer.The Kaine mansion was half-lit again—security lights glowing cold blue down the hallways, the hum of generators under the marble like a buried heartbeat. The city below still smoked where our fires had eaten it.I stood barefoot in the corridor, phone in hand, staring at the photo Selene had left on the encrypted line:Yanila’s bracelet.Buried in mud.Coordinates attached.She wanted me to come.And I was going.Gaya caught me at the stairwell.“You think you can just walk out?” she hissed.“I’m not walking,” I said. “I’m ending something.”“You can’t go alone. Malrik—”“Malrik’s planning another massacre. Let him.”Her hand clamped my wrist. “You can’t keep saving him by destroying yourself.”“I’m not saving him,” I said. “I’m proving I don’t need him.”That shut her up.The coordinates led to the industrial quarter—abandoned
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