เข้าสู่ระบบBLURB Katerina Romano was born to inherit an empire built on fear — but she has no intention of living as her father’s obedient princess. After one reckless act threatens the stability of the Romano dynasty, her father assigns her a new bodyguard to keep her under control. Xavier Carter is cold, unyielding, and impossible to intimidate. He challenges her authority, blocks her rebellion, and watches her like she’s both a threat and a temptation. They clash. They provoke. They circle each other like enemies. But hatred turns into hunger. Control turns into possession. And the more Katerina tries to break free from her father’s empire, the more she finds herself craving the one man sent to restrain her.
ดูเพิ่มเติมTHE MAN BEHIND THE NAMEKaterina POVKaterina did not sleep.Every time she closed her eyes, she saw it again.The cellar. The bare bulb. Marco Bellini tied to a chair. And Xavier—calm, steady, unreadable—lifting the gun as if death weighed nothing in his hands.Then the sound.That was the part she couldn’t stop hearing.Not the shot itself.The silence after.That awful, ringing silence that told her a man had just stopped existing, and the world had not cared enough to pause.She lay awake until dawn with the blankets tangled around her legs and her pulse trapped somewhere high in her throat. By morning, she felt hollowed out, like fear had eaten the edges of her and left only the fragile middle.At breakfast, she barely touched her coffee.Her father sat at the head of the long table, reading reports with his usual terrible calm. He said nothing about the cellar. Nothing about Marco. Nothing about the blood that had dried beneath the estate while servants polished silver and
BLOOD OATH Xavier's POVMen like Don Romano never ask for loyalty.They stage it.They dress it in ritual, put witnesses around it, and make sure everyone in the room understands that obedience is not enough. Obedience can be faked. Fear cannot.And blood—blood is the oldest proof.By the time I was summoned to the lower hall, I already knew what the night was going to become.The estate was too quiet.Not peaceful. Never peaceful.Just controlled in that particular Romano way, where silence meant something ugly had already been decided. The guards in the corridor wouldn’t look me in the eye. The maid outside the study crossed herself as I passed.That told me enough.Someone was about to die.I adjusted my cuffs and kept walking.The lower hall sat beneath the west wing of the villa, past the wine cellar and beneath the private chapel Don Romano’s late wife had once insisted be built. The irony had never been lost on me. Above ground, saints and stained glass. Below it, concrete dra
THE SILENT TREATMENT He avoided her from that moment on.Like a plague Not carelessly. Not by accident.Deliberately.The next morning, she saw him outside the breakfast room speaking to two guards in low tones. The second he noticed her, he ended the conversation and stepped away before she could reach him.At lunch, he stood at the opposite end of the terrace, sunglasses on, speaking into an earpiece she wasn’t even sure was active.When she crossed the hall after dinner and called his name, he acknowledged her with a short glance and kept walking, his expression blank, as if she were just another member of household traffic.By the third day, it had become unbearable.He was everywhere, and somehow impossible to reach.If she entered a room, he left it.If she turned a corner, he was already several steps ahead.If she tried to speak, he reduced everything to clipped, practical sentences.“The car is ready.”“You’re late for class.”“Stay inside the perimeter.”Nothing more.Not
The Architect of Deceit The sharp click of the Don’s safety filled the library.For one suspended second, no one moved.Katerina’s breath snagged in her throat. Her fingers groped for the edge of the bookshelf beside her, needing something solid beneath her hand. Across from them, her father stood in the doorway with the gun lifted, his face unreadable in the spill of the hallway light.Xavier stepped in front of her.It was so immediate, so instinctive, that Katerina barely registered it before his body blocked hers completely. One second he had been inches away from her; the next, he was a wall of black fabric and controlled danger, shielding her from the line of fire.He didn’t reach for his own weapon. Didn’t flinch.“Lower the gun, Don Romano,” he said evenly.The Don’s brows lifted a fraction. “That’s a bold tone for a man I just found with his hands on my daughter.”Xavier didn’t so much as blink.“I stopped her at the servants’ entrance,” he said. “She was trying to leave.”K






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