BLOODBOUND VOWS

“You’re getting married, Amara.”The words felt strange at first to her earsShe turned slowly, staring at Carla, the only person in the house who ever showed her a little kindness. Amara’s face was swollen on one side, a faint bruise forming where her uncle had slapped her that morning.Carla stood at the cellar door, holding a tray of food. She didn’t smile, she really felt so pity for Amara Amara sat up from the cold cement floor where she had been lying, using the wall to support her. “What did you say?”Carla came closer and knelt beside her, putting her food down as she spoke . “They’ve arranged it. You’re getting married tomorrow morning.”“To who?” Amara asked quietly, though deep down, she already knew it wouldn’t be good news.Carla paused for a second. Then she whispered, “Dominic Romano.”There was a total silent for some minutesAmara blinked. Once. Twice. She looked away, her heart beating fast in her chest.She had heard that name before. Everyone had. Dominic Romano—t

The priest finally pronounced them husband and wife.Before anyone could say anything else, Dominic placed his hand on Amara’s arm and turned her gently toward the church crowd. He raised her hand and waved it, making her follow his lead like a doll.“It’s a joke when killers also have their place in God’s house,” Amara thought as she stared blankly at the sea of faces. “Well… we have a merciful God.”They were about to turn away when the priest spoke again.“Wait,” he said, smiling wide. “You haven’t kissed your bride.”Amara stiffened slightly.But Dominic didn’t flinch, Instead, he turned slowly to look at Scorpion.Scorpion knew what that meant. He had been told ahead of time, Dominic didn’t want a kiss. Not even a fake one.Scorpion gave a slight nod and shifted his eyes to the second priest standing behind the main one. The second priest leaned forward and whispered quickly.The main priest looked confused for a second, then adjusted the microphone and cleared his throat.“Ah, y

Amara stared at Dominic in shock.Yes, this side of him shouldn’t be a surprise, she expected it, he's called THE BLACK KING for a reason. But somehow, seeing it this close made her stomach turn. Still, she composed herself. She didn’t flinch. She didn’t break.She stood her ground.Her uncle might have thrown her to this man like an offering, but one thing she was sure of .. Dominic wouldn’t dare touch her anyhow. Not when their marriage was the only thing holding peace between the two strongest families in the underworld, and that’s why she will not leave with fear around him or walk around a shell just the way she has been living with her uncle.."You can't just do what you want with me, You can’t do me anyhow" Amara said, her voice steady. "You know one call to my uncle and this whole arrangement crashes. It won’t be fair to the Romanos too. Just leave me alone… while we both keep the peace, and the underworld atmosphere changes.”She said and tried not to show any fear. But her p

Dominic was walking so fast down the corridor. His steps were sharp and heavy. Scorpion followed from behind, but he couldn’t even keep up.When Dominic reached the door to his private office inside the empire, he opened it and stepped inside without even looking back at Scorpion. Then, he slammed the door right on his face.The loud bang of the door echoed through the hall. Scorpion stood outside, surprised, rubbing his hand where the door hit him.Inside the office, Dominic was pacing back and forth like he was trying to figure something out. His mind kept going back to one thought..why does she look so much like an angel? You wouldn’t believe he actually said that word in his head.That anger inside him grew. Without thinking, he hit his head hard against the wall. Once. Twice. Three times.He clenched his fists and pushed himself away from the wall. Then, without hesitation, he went straight to his desk and used his hands to scatter everything on it. Papers, files, pens..all flyin

Dominic Pov I sat in that meeting room for over thirty minutes, but my head was never in the room. My thoughts were somewhere else, and I can only deceive myself if I say they weren’t with Amara. locked up in the guardroom., People around the table were talking. Some were sharing figures, others were going through the security report. I could see all of them, but I wasn’t hearing anybody. The first time someone asked for my input, I didn’t even realise they were talking to me. “Mr. Romano?” the older man at the end of the table called again. I looked up slowly. “Yes?” “We were asking for your position on the final clause.” I stared at him like I didn’t understand English. Then I cleared my throat. “I’ll look into it,” I said, even though I had no idea what clause they were talking about. They nodded and moved on, but I knew they had noticed my distraction. I tried to read the screen in front of me, but nothing was entering. I could only picture her face—how tired