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Chapter 18

Author: Black Velvet
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Mornings always started with a lie.

A gentle sunrise casted shadows between the towering buildings while the city softly hummed to itself. It ritualistically ignored the impending chaos of the day. And the comforting illusion that to day would be completely ordinary. Ever since the attack on the penthouse though, “ordinary” had a new, more delicate meaning—like glass you shouldn’t breather too close to.

A news alert.

Another headline bearing Dante’s name.

“Underground Trade War Erupts—S
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    Loyalty didn’t always move faster than rumors. I heard them before Dante did. That morning, Luca didn’t knock when he entered my office. He rarely did anymore. His expression was more than enough, even before he said anything. “They are talking,” he said. “They are always talking.” “This is different.” I shut the file in front of me. “Say it.” He leaned against the desk. “Some of the old guard believe Dante’s gone soft.” I let out a quiet breath. “Because the city is not burning.” “Because he merged instead of crushed,” Luca corrected. “Because he negotiated instead of eliminating.” “And that makes him weak.” “In their eyes.” I rose and walked to the window. “Who is leading it?” “No one openly,” Luca said. “That is the problem. It is subtle. Conversations in private rooms. Jokes that are not truly jokes.” I turned to face him. “Names.” He hesitated. “Luca.” “Romano has been vocal,” he said. “And the Caruso brothers have been meeting more frequently than they norm

  • Blood Bound Vows   Chapter 61

    The boardroom was colder than the war had ever been. At least in a war, people were upfront about wanting you dead. Here, they smiled. I was at the long glass table, with Dante at my right and twelve men across from us who had made their careers on numbers and leverage instead of bullets. The name “Moretti” had been put neatly on the merger papers. Beside it, in bold, sat Dante’s corporate empire. Power appeared a little different in the day. “This consolidation,” one of the senior board members said, adjusting his glasses, “will draw attention.”“It already has,” Dante said calmly. The man gave a single nod, then glanced at me so briefly that he returned his gaze to Dante.“We need stability.” “You have it,” I said. His eyes returned to me, and there was a faint flash of surprise. Another executive leaned forward. “This, with respect, is not just a get-it. The Moretti holdings carry history, too.”“So does yours,” I replied evenly. A few men shifted in their seats. Dante sa

  • Blood Bound Vows   Chapter 60

    ⚠️Mature scenes ahead The water cooled from a cascade to a trickle, then to a drip. Plink… plink… plink… against the marble floor. Dante’s weight was a heavy, comforting warmth against my back, his softening length still nestled inside me. His breath stirred the wet hair at my nape.“Izzy,” he whispered, his voice rough with spent passion.“Mmm.”He pressed a kiss between my shoulder blades, a slow, tender mwah that made my skin prickle. “We should get out. You’ll get cold.”I didn’t want to move. This felt like a cocoon, a steam-filled haven where the outside world and its sharp edges didn’t exist. But he was right. A slight shiver ran through me, and he felt it.With a gentle schloop, he withdrew, the sensation making me gasp softly. He turned off the water, and the sudden silence was deafening, filled only by our breathing and the drip-drip-drip from the showerhead.He reached for a large, fluffy towel, wrapping it around me first. He rubbed it over my arms, my back, with a ca

  • Blood Bound Vows   Chapter 59

    ⚠️Mature scenes ahead A soft, contented hum vibrated in my chest. I was a puddle of warm, satisfied flesh, every muscle lax, my skin still humming from the aftershocks. Dante’s weight was a welcome blanket, his breathing a steady rhythm against my neck.“Mmm,” I murmured, nuzzling into his damp hair. “Don’t move.”He chuckled, the sound a low rumble I felt through my entire body. “I have to, mi corazon. We’re a mess.”I made a noise of protest as he carefully withdrew, the soft shuffling of our separation making me shiver. A fresh trickle of warmth escaped me, a reminder of his possession. He rolled to the side, propping himself up on an elbow to look at me. His dark eyes were soft, sated, but a new heat was already kindling in their depths.“Come,” he said, his voice a gentle command. He slid off the bed, his naked form a sculpture of powerful lines in the dim light. He held out a hand. “Let me wash you. Properly.”The thought of warm water sliding over my sensitized skin was t

  • Blood Bound Vows   Chapter 58

    ⚠️ Mature scenes ahead“Look at me, Baby. Look right at me.” Dante said one deep murmur, a command that brought my attention off the plush bedspread between us to his eyes. Those pools of dark, liquid water held an intensity that always stole my breath. I forced myself to steady. In and out. Slowly. “I am,” I whispered. His thumb caressed my cheekbone, the calloused pad a comforting, familiar roughness. “You’re shaking.” “I know.” I wasn’t afraid. Not of him. The last time… the ripping, the stinging edge, the coppery odor that shouldn’t even have existed. That memory was a cold knot in my stomach. “I just … I want it to be different tonight, Dante.” “Shh.” He cocked his head, lips tracing the pulse in my throat. Not as a swiping bite, but as a gentle squeeze. A promise. “It will be. We go at your pace. Only your pace.” His words were a balm. The blood had horrified him. Apologies had rolled from him for days, each one a stone in the foundation of this new, careful underst

  • Blood Bound Vows   Chapter 57

    The following morning, the city seemed to have a different flavor. Not peaceful. Not healed. Just plain quiet, like the noise had pulled back to see what would blossom in its place. There was the aftertaste of something done in the air. Something burned out and settled into ash.I faced down a glass of water with no motion in Dante’s office. The room was dank with smoke and clean linen. Luca paced by a window, phone to his ear, his tone low and measured. He was more of a listener than a speaker. When the call was finally resolved, he turned to face me and let me hear it before he opened his mouth.“It is confirmed,” he said. “Every network is running it. The city knows.”I set the glass down carefully. “And the rest of them.”“They are adjusting,” Luca said. “Some are celebrating. Some terrified. Some are already asking who they answer to now.”“They know who they answer to,” I responded quietly.Luca examined me for an instant. “You are calm.”“I am tired,” I answered. “There is a

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