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Chapter 34: The First Betrayal
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BLOOD TIE AND BROKEN VOWS Chapter 68: The Jealous Rage
The ballroom glittered with chandeliers, laughter, and the clink of crystal. To anyone watching, Damian Moretti looked like a king among wolves — black suit tailored to perfection, silver cufflinks catching the light, his hand resting lightly at the small of Isabella Rossi’s back.To everyone but him, it was a scene of triumph.To Damian, it was a cage.“Smile,” Isabella whispered, her ruby lips brushing the edge of his ear as she leaned close enough to look intimate. “They’re watching.”Damian’s jaw tightened. He forced a half-smile for the benefit of the room, but his eyes scanned the crowd, searching for a ghost.Adriana.He couldn’t stop picturing her — not in a gown, not free, but shackled in some dungeon under her father’s watch. Her hair matted, her lips split. And all the while, Isabella stood here beside him, wearing victory like perfume.“Stop looking for her,” Isabella purred, pressing her hand to his chest as though she could read his thoughts. “She’s gone, Damian. She was
BLOOD TIE AND BROKEN VOWS Chapter 67: Adriana’s Fury
The iron door had barely slammed shut when Adriana let the scream tear from her chest.It wasn’t the scream of fear or despair. It was fury. Raw, primal, unyielding. The sound bounced off the stone walls, shaking the silence of the dungeon until it felt like thunder.Her fists clenched, chains rattling against the iron rings embedded in the wall. Her wrists burned, the metal cutting into her skin with every movement, but she didn’t care. She yanked against them until the skin split.Her voice broke the darkness.“You want me broken? You’ll have to kill me first!”The walls pressed in, damp and cold. The air stank of mildew and rust. Somewhere far above, she could hear faint footsteps, muffled laughter. The world continued while she rotted here.But she wasn’t afraid of the walls. She wasn’t afraid of the chains.She was afraid of silence—because silence gave Isabella’s words room to fester.Damian has chosen. Damian will betray you. Damian bleeds for power, not for you.“No,” Adriana
BLOOD TIE AND BROKEN VOWS Chapter 66: The Poisoned Kiss
The dungeon reeked of damp stone and rusted iron. Every drip of water that fell from the ceiling sounded like the tick of a clock counting down Adriana’s fate.Her wrists ached where the shackles bit into her skin. Her silk gown was torn from the struggle, streaked with blood where the dagger had kissed her throat the night before. Yet she sat upright, her chin lifted.They want to see me broken, she thought. But I am still a Rossi. I will not kneel.Then came the sound—soft, deliberate footsteps echoing against the stone. Too light to be a guard. Too confident to be her father.And when the door creaked open, you could almost feel the air shift.Isabella glided inside, carrying a lantern that threw long shadows across the walls. She wore no crown, no jewels—just a simple dress that made her beauty seem sharper, more dangerous.Her lips curled into a smile. “Oh, Adriana. You poor thing. How quickly the lioness finds herself caged.”Adriana’s jaw tightened. “Come to gloat?”“Come to co
BLOOD TIE AND BROKEN VOWS Chapter 65: Damian’s Conflict
The chamber stank of iron and blood. Damian sat propped against velvet cushions, his shirt torn open where the bandages pressed against his side. Every breath was a blade. Every movement dragged fire through his ribs.But the ache in his flesh was nothing compared to the storm inside him.Through the narrow slit of the carved screen, he had heard it all—the accusations, the lies, Adriana’s desperate defense, and the crushing weight of her father’s verdict.“Traitor.”The word echoed in his skull like a curse.And now, she was in chains.---He tried to stand, gripping the bedpost, but pain seared his vision white. His guard—Luca, his most trusted man—moved quickly to steady him.“Sit down, boss. You’re bleeding again.”“Let me bleed,” Damian snarled, his voice hoarse. His wolf clawed at the surface, howling for release, demanding he tear the doors apart and drag Adriana from her prison.But Luca’s words struck like cold water: “If you go out there now, wounded, you’ll lose more than b
BLOOD TIE AND BROKEN VOWS Chapter 64: The Trial of Lies
The night bled into dawn. The Moretti estate stood in uneasy silence, its marble halls stained with blood and shadows. Outside, the courtyard still bore the scars of the assassins’ attack—broken glass glittering in the gardens, and scorch marks on the stone where lanterns had fallen.But the true battle was inside.Damian lay bandaged in a hidden chamber, guarded by men loyal only to him. His wound had been deep but not mortal. Still, it left him weakened, pale, and half-conscious, a wolf snarling in chains of flesh.And while he fought fever in silence, the clans gathered in the grand hall.---The Rossi and Moretti families sat across from one another like predators circling prey. Gold chandeliers threw fractured light on their faces—half fury, half fear. The whispers in the room rose like smoke: Who had sent the assassins? Was the attack proof of betrayal?Adriana stood at the center, the lioness forced into the arena. Her father’s hand gripped her shoulder like an iron chain, his
BLOOD TIE AND BROKEN VOWS Chapter 63: Blades in the Dark
The echoes of the gunshot still lingered like thunder across the Moretti estate. Guests screamed and ducked, crystal goblets shattering against marble floors, the air filled with the acrid scent of gunpowder. Guards surged into formation, their shouts mingling with the frantic music that had screeched to a halt.But on the balcony, silence reigned.Damian’s body moved before his mind did, shoving Isabella behind him and positioning himself between Adriana and the chaos spilling in from the hall. His wolf was awake now, a beast in his veins, his senses sharpened to steel.“Stay close,” he ordered, his voice low and dangerous. His eyes flicked once toward Adriana—raw, fierce, pleading—but before she could answer, the shadows stirred.---A masked figure vaulted over the railing, landing with feline grace. Steel glinted in his hands—twin blades curved for quick, silent killing.“Assassins,” Damian growled.The man lunged. Damian met him with brutal precision, catching the strike with his
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