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Queen Duties

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ISABELLA

Catherine Hale doesn’t deal in half-measures. When she drops a bomb, she ensures there’s absolutely nothing left but glass and ash.

The dossier is released simultaneously to three major national news outlets and the district attorney’s office exactly forty-eight hours after I hung up the phone with Marcus.

I stand in the center of the suite, surrounded by glowing monitors. Luca stands a few feet away, silent, watching the screens alongside Mara and Enzo.

The story breaks like a tidal w
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  • BLOOD, LIES, AND THE ROMANOV HEIR   The Wall

    ISABELLA It's already day three of the lockdown. The dining table has been entirely repurposed. It's no longer a place to eat. It's now a war table. Dominik sits across from me, rubbing his exhausted eyes behind his glasses. He pushes a fresh stack of decoded text across the polished wood. "The scale is staggering," Dominik says, his voice hoarse from caffeine and lack of sleep. "It's a master list of Volkov-controlled shell companies. They're laundering money through a network of European banks stretching across fifteen different countries. Shipping, real estate, import logistics. The estimated annual revenue is over three billion dollars." I pull the sheets toward me. The ledger isn't just an insurance policy. It's a complete map of an empire. I study the decoded sections, tracing my finger down the columns of staggering wealth. But as I read, my focus shifts away from the raw data and locks onto the margins of the pages. Alexei Romanov wasn't just recording information to hol

  • BLOOD, LIES, AND THE ROMANOV HEIR   Lockdown

    ISABELLAThe economic siege lasts exactly forty-eight hours before Sergei Volkov decides he is bored with spreadsheets and returns to shrapnel.The car bomb detonates at noon. It’s parked directly outside a high-end, Moretti-owned Italian restaurant in the financial district. The blast shatters every window on the block, setting three adjacent vehicles on fire and injuring six civilian pedestrians. Nobody is killed, which means it wasn’t a failed assassination attempt. It was a flawlessly executed message. The economic war can become a shooting war at any second, and Volkov doesn’t care who’s standing in the crossfire.Luca doesn’t hesitate. He doesn’t call a council meeting or issue a public denial. He orders a complete, immediate lockdown of the entire Moretti empire.All non-essential operations are suspended until further action. Captains and their families are moved to fortified safe houses across the tri-state area. The massive cliffside fortress is deemed too exposed and to

  • BLOOD, LIES, AND THE ROMANOV HEIR   War One

    ISABELLATwo days have passed since Catherine Hale dropped the bomb, and the media firestorm hasn’t still died down. In fact, It has metastasized.Marcus face is everywhere. His face is plastered across every tabloid cover, every financial news site, and the punchlines of late-night monologues. The public narrative has flipped with such violent, absolute totality that the heavy iron gates of the Moretti fortress are currently besieged by a small army of reporters and satellite vans, all desperate to catch a single, blurry photograph of the Romanov heiress who escaped her monster.I should feel victorious. I should feel the vindication warming my blood. Instead, looking down at the flashing cameras from the third-floor window, I just feel entirely exposed.The fortress has become a massive, stone fishbowl. The intense public attention acts as a flawless shield against Marcus, completely paralyzing his legal team, but it acts as a massive spotlight for the Volkovs. It tells the Russ

  • BLOOD, LIES, AND THE ROMANOV HEIR   Queen Duties

    ISABELLACatherine Hale doesn’t deal in half-measures. When she drops a bomb, she ensures there’s absolutely nothing left but glass and ash.The dossier is released simultaneously to three major national news outlets and the district attorney’s office exactly forty-eight hours after I hung up the phone with Marcus.I stand in the center of the suite, surrounded by glowing monitors. Luca stands a few feet away, silent, watching the screens alongside Mara and Enzo.The story breaks like a tidal wave.Every single news network interrupts its morning broadcast. The fabricated tabloid narrative of the delusional, runaway heiress evaporates in seconds, instantly replaced by the terrifying reality of who Marcus Whitfield really is.His face is plastered across every screen in the room. They play the audio of his recorded confession, his pathetic, bleeding voice echoing from his ruined penthouse across national television. The anchors read the charges with grim, horrified faces: severe finan

  • BLOOD, LIES, AND THE ROMANOV HEIR   The Calm That Bites

    ISABELLAThe next morning, I wake up in the master suite for the second time. But this time, the space beside me isn’t empty.I open my eyes, blinking against the morning light and Luca’s already awake. He’s propped up on one elbow, watching me breathe.“Morning Little bird. Did you sleep well,”“I did. I think,” I reply biting the insides of my mouth. I lie still against the dark pillows, the heavy sheets pooled at my waist, and I meet his gaze. His expression is something I can’t fully read. He’s looking at me like I’m an incredibly complex equation that keeps changing its variables every time he gets close to the solution.I don’t not look away, and I don’t pull the sheets up to cover my bare skin. I let him look, and I hold his gaze until the silence in the room becomes a physical weight.“You should probably go shower. Big day ahead,” Luca states, grabbing his shirt and walking towards the door.“Yes. I should.” I head into the shower and allow the water to trickle down my enti

  • BLOOD, LIES, AND THE ROMANOV HEIR   The Weight of Grace

    ISABELLAI’m going to be a mother but not in the way I planned. The child growing inside Sarah Colton's body is mine. It has my DNA and a heartbeat so strong it sounds like it’s already arguing with the world. Good.My phone rings and I pull it out of my pocket. It’s Viktor.He has heard about Sarah, of course. Viktor hears everything. I answer because avoiding the conversation won’t really improve it.“What have you done Isabella?” He barks. Of course he’s furious. “Keeping that woman alive and protected is weakness. It’s sentiment dressed as strategy. She’s a liability. Have you forgotten that this world doesn’t reward mercy?”"Well.. The child is a Romanov," I snap back. "Romanovs protect their blood.""Mercy is a luxury," he says. “Besides aren’t you supposed to avoid Marcus and everything he owns?”“The child is mine. Not Marcus’s. And anyone who is underestimating me will get the biggest shock of their life." I end, hanging up before he can say anything else.I sit in the whi

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