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2025-06-08 00:00:34The silence on the line lasted just long enough to signal something was wrong.
Then came the static.
Then nothing at all.
Vincenzo didn’t hesitate.
He triggered the emergency trace beacon on Matteo’s encrypted device, fingers moving across the console faster than thought. The location pinged once—then splintered into five false echoes, each scattering in different directions across Eastern Europe.
A spiderweb of deception.
A digital smear.
Someone had overwritten Matteo’s GPS and cloaked it in ghost protocols.
Only two people Vincenzo knew could do that. One was sitting upstairs in the Marchesi estate.
The other was Adriana.
Lucien reached the control room within minutes.
He didn’t knock. Didn’t speak.
His coat was still half-open from his interrupted briefing with the Dubrovnik cell leaders. His eyes were already storm-dark, the barely-caged version of himsel
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Chains of Velvet, Heart of Fire Chapter 50
The morning after her visit to Adriana's cell, Seraphina stood in front of her vanity brushing out her hair in silence. The sunlight crept across the floor of her room, warm and golden, but her reflection looked like it belonged to another woman.One who didn’t flinch when blood hit stone.One who knew how to wound with words, or worse, silence.The burn on her palm from where she’d twisted the heel in her grip throbbed faintly.She didn’t regret it.She regretted nothing now.Lucien hadn’t asked where she’d been the night before.He hadn’t needed to.There was something unspoken in his gaze that morning over coffee, something wordless that passed between them like the shadow of a past neither of them wanted to name.She knew he’d seen it.She also knew he wasn’t ready to ask.And she wasn’t ready to explain.Because what would she say?Tha
Chains of Velvet, Heart of Fire Chapter 49
The world blurred after Adriana’s confession.The words hadn’t just cut.They carved.Seraphina moved through the estate in silence, her expression unreadable. She answered no questions. Offered no explanations. She simply walked—to the garden, the training hall, the solarium—haunted but alive.She hadn’t cried.Not because she wasn’t breaking.But because she refused to.Julian had seduced her. Sold her.And still, her body remembered how it felt to believe it was love.That betrayal clung to her skin like old perfume—sweet, ghostly, shameful.But the worst part wasn't that Julian never loved her.It was that she had wanted to believe he had.She stared at her reflection in the glass of the greenhouse window, the same greenhouse Lucien had reinforced after their relocation. Her face had hardened, her eyes darker, less open.She wasn't the girl Julian
Chains of Velvet, Heart of Fire Chapter 48
Adriana's arrest was never supposed to happen.Not for someone like her.For years, she had walked the corridors of power untouched—part diplomat, part shadow broker, always a step ahead, always composed. Her hands were never seen at the scene of any crime, but the corpses always carried her fingerprints in spirit.But now she sat in a cold, iron room beneath the Marchesi estate, her wrists bound in silk rope that mocked her status.She had been stripped of her jewelry, her weapons, and her silence.Because Lucien already knew everything she was trying not to say.It wasn’t the bruises that made her look defeated—it was the silence of her phone.Vincenzo stood behind the one-way glass, watching her as if she were a rare species nearing extinction.“She hasn’t spoken,” Anton said beside him.“She doesn’t need to,” Vincenzo replied. “Her silence is enough.”
Chains of Velvet, Heart of Fire Chapter 47
The silence on the line lasted just long enough to signal something was wrong.Then came the static.Then nothing at all.Vincenzo didn’t hesitate.He triggered the emergency trace beacon on Matteo’s encrypted device, fingers moving across the console faster than thought. The location pinged once—then splintered into five false echoes, each scattering in different directions across Eastern Europe.A spiderweb of deception.A digital smear.Someone had overwritten Matteo’s GPS and cloaked it in ghost protocols.Only two peopleVincenzo knew could do that. One was sitting upstairs in the Marchesi estate.The other was Adriana.Lucien reached the control room within minutes.He didn’t knock. Didn’t speak.His coat was still half-open from his interrupted briefing with the Dubrovnik cell leaders. His eyes were already storm-dark, the barely-caged version of himsel
Chains of Velvet, Heart of Fire Chapter 46
Seraphina spent the night staring at the ceiling, the envelopes Adriana had sent laid out like tarot cards on her desk. She didn’t cry anymore. Not for herself. Not for the mother she lost. Not for the girl who still sometimes woke up with phantom bruises.But she felt something worse than sorrow.Clarity.And clarity, she had learned, could be weaponized.By dawn, she had written her own letter.It was not threatening.Not defensive.Just four sentences.“I remember the day I stopped being afraid of dying.It was the day I realized people like you feed on fear.But I’ve run out of fear now, Adriana.And I’ve learned how to starve monsters.”She folded it, sealed it in white wax, and left it in the vineyard courier’s basket where Adriana’s spies would find it.Lucien read the copy she’d made, silent.“Are you ready for what she’ll do next?” he asked.Seraphina’s eyes were steel.“No. But I’m ready for who she is.”They met that evening in the greenhouse—the place Adriana’s first lette
Chains of Velvet, Heart of Fire Chapter 45
It began with a letter.Neatly folded, sealed in black wax, no name on the outside.Seraphina found it slid beneath the door of her study in the east wing of the estate—where she kept records, training notes, and relics of her past she didn’t speak about. For a moment, she stared at the envelope, something ancient and cold curling around her spine.She opened it with shaking fingers.Inside was a photograph—one she hadn’t seen in nearly a decade.Her mother.Smiling.Arms wrapped around Seraphina’s waist in the dressing room of a secondhand theater in Milan. That day. The final performance before the accident. The day she lost everything.But there was something different.A message scratched across the photo in a handwriting she didn’t recognize but somehow understood.“She knew they would betray you. And still, she stayed silent.”Seraphina dropped the photo.It fluttered to the hardwood floor, the corners trembling like wings.The room felt colder now.The same way it had when Luci
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