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Chapter 60

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last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-06-11 00:02:01

Ciro Vale had never been a man to wear uniforms. But tonight, under a low-hanging crescent moon and within the shadow of Venice’s crumbling alleys, he wore one like a mask.

A faded porter’s jacket.

A valet’s hat.

The nametag read “Tomaso.”

He looked nothing like the man who had once moved millions through coded offshore accounts. No longer the Broker—now just a functionary with sharp eyes and slower breath.

But his mind?

Still a blade.

- - -

The gala was held at Ca’ Rovigo, a restored palazzo perched above the Grand Canal. Its façade had survived three floods, two attempted arsons, and one failed assassination of a visiting count.

Tonight, it welcomed ghosts.

Inside, beneath chandeliers of blood-hued glass, diplomats mingled with black market moguls. Arms dealers smiled at oil barons. And near the head of the guest list: Seraphina Vale.

She wore a deep midnig

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  • Chains of Velvet, Heart of Fire   Chapter 80

    Lucien stepped off the train at Zurich Hauptbahnhof just before dawn, his coat pulled tight against the crisp air.A lone pigeon fluttered overhead, and lights danced across the Limmat River. As Aurora’s board prepared to convene in the historic Landhaus building, the city seemed poised for fate.Matteo, Anton, and Vincenzo followed through the passenger car behind him. Each wore sharply tailored overcoats and carried briefcases stamped with Marchesi diplomatic seals. They moved with purpose, knowing tonight’s mission would determine the next scale of war.In the vaulted main hall of Landhaus, heavy chandeliers cast soft light over polished wood and painted frescoes. Delegates sat atop long benches arranged in a semicircle, facing a raised dais.Lucien joined them quietly, standing at the edge as the board members filtered in: Fletcher Davenport, Cassidy Devon, Emile Bauer, Claire Müller, and three others with guarded faces.The court clerk struck the resonator.“Meeting is in session

  • Chains of Velvet, Heart of Fire   Chapter 79

    Geneva’s dawn arrived gray and expectant, mist curling low over Lake Léman as Lucien climbed the steps of a municipal office building. Its marble columns, etched with ornate capitals, loomed like judges awaiting verdict. Beside him, Seraphina carried a leather satchel containing files and encrypted USBs—digital charges ready to freeze the rogue trustees once and for all.They passed lightly through security—Lucien offered diplomatic credentials; Seraphina gave hers as a “legal consultant.” Neither credential invited suspicion. Every word of preparation had been precise. They entered the vaulted marble hall, lined with portraits of past city magistrates and silent eyes.Inside, a glass-walled annex had been reserved. On a long table sat Antoine Beauchamp, a junior legal officer, ready to receive motions. Lucien settled across from him as Seraphina aligned the USBs.“These are the filings,” Lucien said, voice steady. “Statements, ledger proofs, sanction manifestos. They legally countera

  • Chains of Velvet, Heart of Fire   Chapter 78

    The Baltic wind swept across Tallinn's cobblestone streets, stinging Lucien and Seraphina as they exited their rented sedan. Night lights shimmered off the ancient facades, giving the city the feel of glass framed in history. They crossed the square toward a modern high-rise whose neon glow seemed foreign, yet purposeful. This was their target: a shell office belonging to Aurora’s undisclosed “Northern Hub.”Lucien removed his coat, smoothing his tie. "This was once a tech incubator," he said. "Aurora bought it six months ago. Perfect cover." He flashed an access card—fabricated but precise. Security buzzed and the door opened.Inside, the lobby was minimal and sparse—marble floor, white walls, a single reception desk. Nothing to announce danger. They climbed in silence to the seventh floor.On the top floor, the hallway was lit by blue LED panels that pulsed like breathing. At the far end stood a frosted door with only "Phase Operations" etched into the glass. Lucien placed his palm

  • Chains of Velvet, Heart of Fire   Chapter 77

    Lucien stepped from the private jet into the heated tumult of Dubai International Airport, the air humming with purpose. A black Phantom rolled to a stop on the tarmac. Inside the airport terminal, palm trees bowed under artificial breezes and travelers swarmed like currents around the upscale concourse. Lucien didn’t acknowledge the flash of cameras or the hush of watchful security. For him, each step toward the car meant ascending deeper into Aurora’s world—a world that couldn’t see him as anything but a negotiator.Encrypted comms crackled softly in his ear: “Board meeting in ninety. Echo team along your convoy,” Vincenzo’s methodical voice. “No surprises.” Matteo added confirmation: “All channels secure.” Lucien swallowed hope. He had entered this game as a masked player, his weapon hidden in charm. But he wore his calm like armor.Inside the Bentwood Tower penthouse, Lucien entered a hushed room lined with reflective walls and muttered titles. Eight men and women, all impeccably

  • Chains of Velvet, Heart of Fire   Chapter 76

    The Mediterranean dusk was shattered by explosions.Gold-and-black Marchesi shipping containers went up in flame at the Corsican dock, their rows igniting like torches under a red sky. An elite Viking-style yacht with Marchesi insignia sank within minutes, tilting grotesquely before taking on water. Shipping logs and papers instantly degraded within the inferno.Near the dock’s edge, Anton watched by the perimeter fence, throat dry, breathing harsh. "That’s not a raid," he murmured into his comms. "It's a precision sabotage."A second explosion caused Anton to stagger sideways. A splintered steel girder clanged overhead—brushed him—but he stayed steady, raising his pistol, alerting Matteo off-screen: "Two packages. Man down. Someone knows exactly what they want."Within minutes, firefights erupted between local Corsican guards and shadowy saboteurs in unmarked tactical gear. The blaze cut smoke rings into the sky; halogen spotlights bounced between wreckage and waterline.As heat wave

  • Chains of Velvet, Heart of Fire   Chapter 75

    Dawn mist curled around the perimeter fence as Seraphina Vale crouched alongside Lucien Marchesi at the edge of the gravel access road. A black unmarked van idled behind them, thirty of Lucien’s best men strapped into armored gear. Their breath drifted in the cold air.The uplink facility hovered ahead in near-total silence: three low-slung hangars, a satellite array rising like skeletal fingers, and five guarded guard towers no taller than shipping containers. To reach it, they would cross the short stretch of open ground under those towers.“We bought you forty minutes before the towers rotate,” Anton whispered, checking his timer. “After that—they’ll ping. Then all hell breaks loose.”Seraphina leaned forward, pressing her hand on his arm. “We’ll be in and out before then.”Lucien gave a firm nod. “Stay sharp.”He flicked his earpiece. “Alpha move.”The front doors swung open on cue. The Marchesi men slipped into the hangars like smoke—tight and unseen—while Seraphina and Lucien ad

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