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Chapter 115

Author: Aquilla
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-13 07:04:50

Ezra

The night air off the Miami coast carried that kind of breeze that reminded me of power…. Soft enough to feel pleasant, strong enough to ruin a weak man’s footing if he wasn’t paying attention.

I’d been standing outside the beach house for close to fifteen minutes, cigar burning low between my fingers, watching the waves toss themselves against the sand like they were begging for a fight.

I built empires off moments like that… when something beautiful threatened to destroy itself and more often than not, I always emerged successful.

Suddenly headlights appeared out of nowhere, cutting through the darkness before I heard the sharp vibration of the engine.

My lips curved.

Finally….they took long enough.

Kelvin’s car rolled to a stop, the kind of sleek black metal that screamed money, not power.

I raised an eyebrow, taking mental notes of it. The boy liked appearances but he forgot that appearances were the first thing your enemies studied before they slit your throat.

He stepped ou
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  • Flames of love and war   Chapter 116

    KelvinThe night was too quiet.The kind of quiet that doesn’t calm you… It just presses down, heavy and watchful.The ocean outside whispered against the sand, and from the open glass doors of the beach house, I could hear it breathing.Laura was upstairs, asleep, her soft rhythm out of reach of the war in my head, oblivious to the turmoil in my head.My father’s voice hadn’t left me since that talk earlier.Old men like Ezra Aldoracco didn’t raise their voices… they didn’t need to.A simple sentence or look could slice deep enough to make you bleed for days.“You’ve my son, you've got my blood…. That I don't deny. You've just forgotten how to use what I taught you.”He said it with that half-smile of disappointment…. the one that always made me feel twelve again, trying to impress a man who didn’t believe in softness.I poured another drink, watching the amber ripple as it swirled in the dark.The reflection of the night sky in the glass looked fractured… fitting.He was hiding some

  • Flames of love and war   Chapter 115

    EzraThe night air off the Miami coast carried that kind of breeze that reminded me of power…. Soft enough to feel pleasant, strong enough to ruin a weak man’s footing if he wasn’t paying attention.I’d been standing outside the beach house for close to fifteen minutes, cigar burning low between my fingers, watching the waves toss themselves against the sand like they were begging for a fight.I built empires off moments like that… when something beautiful threatened to destroy itself and more often than not, I always emerged successful.Suddenly headlights appeared out of nowhere, cutting through the darkness before I heard the sharp vibration of the engine.My lips curved.Finally….they took long enough.Kelvin’s car rolled to a stop, the kind of sleek black metal that screamed money, not power.I raised an eyebrow, taking mental notes of it. The boy liked appearances but he forgot that appearances were the first thing your enemies studied before they slit your throat.He stepped ou

  • Flames of love and war   Chapter 114

    LauraIn the split second it took for whoever Damien's mysterious guest was to show up, I could feel tension creep into the space, making each breath one breathed in choke up with molecules.Already, too much has happened since the Gathering started yet he's throwing another unknown into the mix.As it stood, we were all wary of each other and the trust was close to fraying.From the corner of my eye, I could see some of the guards reach for their weapons, making sure it was within reach in case anything happened.I stiffened, wishing I had something to grab onto or hold to steady the avalanche of emotions pouring through me but I didn't.Kelvin, on the other hand, appeared cool and calm, apparently unruffled by whoever Damien was bringing in, but I saw his fingers drum restlessly against the armrest beside me.“Who is this person, Damien?” Anton spoke up, asking the questions that were on our minds.Damien only smiled. That slow, deliberate smile meant he’d saved the best for last.“

  • Flames of love and war   Chapter 113

    LauraI didn’t sleep.I tried to but nothing worked.Not really.I think I finally drifted off sometime after four in the morning, my head full of names I shouldn’t know… Nikolai Vassilev, the people I suspect might be my parents, and the lie I’ve been living.Every time I closed my eyes, the truth would crawl back in, cold and merciless and I would spiral down that dark and depressing train of thought.But everything got quiet after a while, the messy thoughts slowing down to nothing.At least that was until I woke up.The insistent knocks came at seven sharp. The sound scraped at my ears until it forced my eyes open.And as if that wasn't enough….“Laura.”I groaned, dragging the duvet over my head. My eyes burned like sandpaper and it felt like my brain was made of cotton.I didn't want to get up so a part of me is just hoping that the sound of his voice was all in my head.Except…Kelvin’s voice came again… much lower this time, but insistent. “Come on, you need to get dressed. A

  • Flames of love and war   Chapter 112

    LauraThe sound of Alec’s voice still echoed in my skull long after I’d run.Every word he’d said about Nikolai replayed in my head like a broken record, refusing to fade no matter how fast I moved.My heart hadn’t stopped pounding since then.It wasn’t just the running or the fear of being chased, it was the betrayal curling like smoke in my chest.The cold night air bit at my cheeks as I stumbled down the street, my vision blurry and my breath coming out in chugs.I didn’t even know where I was heading, I just needed to move, to put distance between myself and what I had overheard.Between myself and him.Alec said things he wasn’t supposed to. Things that made me doubt everything all over again, making me wonder if I could ever truly trust anyone.By the time I got back to the beach house, my legs felt like rubber and I was this close to falling to my knees.The house was quiet, too quiet… the kind of silence that runs uncomfortably against your ribs and allows the hair on the back

  • Flames of love and war   Chapter 111

    KelvinThe ocean doesn’t care about bloodshed.It just keeps moving… soft, endless waves kissing Miami’s white sand like the world isn’t burning in pieces around it.I lean on the balcony rail, the morning breeze pressing cool fingers against my skin.Below, the resort hums quietly.Security guards at their posts. Palm trees whispered in the daylight.I'm sure that if I closed my eyes, I could almost hear tourists laughing in the distance.Just a simple, normal life.But there’s nothing normal about what’s been happening.It’s been a week since the Gathering went to hell. Since the explosion tore through half the conference hall and sent the five families scattering like frightened children.A week of questions, lies, and the taste of ash in my mouth.And last night, Damien came knocking.He kept talking about us pooling our resources together to find out who was really behind the explosions.That’s how he said it.In a calm and polished manner. Like a man offering peace.But peace do

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