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He fell to his knees, the tide soaking his boots. "Serene. I have come here to beg you.Please. The manor is empty without you. The nursery—I’ve kept it exactly as it was. Come back. Let me be the husband you deserved."I looked at him, and for a moment, I tried to find the girl who would have wept at this sight. She was gone. I felt nothing."You kept the nursery?" I asked, a sharp, bitter smile touching my lips. "To remind me of the child you let wither while you fed your mistress? To remind me of the room where I nearly bled out alone while you were busy being a 'Lord'?""I was blind!" he cried, reaching out a trembling hand. "I am a fool, but I am your fool, Serene. I will spend eternity making it up to you.""No," I said, the word dropping like a guillotine. "You won't. Because I don't belong to you. I never did—I was just a possession you forgot to take care of."I stepped closer, leaning down so he could see the lack of spark in my eyes."Look at me, Damien. I am healthy. I am lo
My brothers brought me with them, leaving a cold warning to Damien. "We don't forget those who hurt our blood, lord Damien. Be ready for the consequences. The day you see us back here, run. Run as fast you can because we will not be coming to just talk."And, when they finally brought me home, I realised they weren't joking, they really meant it.My brothers were the Abyss of the sea, the high lords of the clan feared by all vampires.I stood infront of a high tower in a private Island where Sun fears to show up in the sky. Caspian held my hand and said, "This is your home, little sister."Silas walked up to me. While stroking my hair, he said, "We can't give you what you have lost, but we promise you, Serene, from now on only happiness will be the feeling that you will feel here."Kai and Finn added, "You are too young to be a mother, Serene. You have all your life. You will definitely meet a right person for you and raise a whole lineage with him.""And we will be the old elders by t
"It was for the best, darling," Emily said, reaching out to pat his arm. "Now you can start fresh. With Lia. A pure bloodline.""The bastard child is gone with just a stab of oak stack." Damien recoiled from her touch as if she were a viper. A choked, hysterical laugh broke from his throat, echoing off the damp walls of the corridor. "A bastard? Mother, the child you are so proud of getting rid of, was actually mine. My true heir. If anyone who should be called a bastard here, It's that child in Lia's arms."He turned back to me, his eyes searching my hollow, haunted face for a sign of the life he had extinguished through his own negligence."The child was mine," he whispered, the realization hitting him like a physical blow. He fell to his knees, the polished floorboards thudding under his weight. "He was mine. My son. My blood.""Damien, don't be dramatic," Amelia snapped, her voice flickering with a hint of nerves. "Serene is a liar. She probably told you that just to—""SHUT UP!"
"I did not mean that, Serene." He quickly explained. "I-I just don't want you to take stress. Y-You look pale. It's not good for our baby. What if-"Only then did his gaze landed on my stomach, the place where used to reside a baby bump that was now missing. His eyes widened in surprise and he almost looked at me in excitement. "You already delivered the child? But, your due date was two weeks later.""Anyways, where is my child? I have brought a lot of gifts for him. New dresses, toys and cribs, everything is as per your taste, Serene.""I also have ordered my men to build a new house for us where the biggest room will be our bedroom. And the next to it, will be our baby's room.""It's the small gift I wanted to gift you when you deliver the baby for me. But, of course, you have given me the best gift, Serene. Just tell me where you have kept our baby. Don't tell me you are keeping the baby in that old room?""No way, Serene!" He whispered before he rushed to the small room he had ke
The silence that followed Caspian’s threat was suffocating. Emily’s face went from pale to a mottled, ugly purple, her mouth working like a landed fish. She hadn’t expected the "sea-rats"—as she often called my lineage—to stand so tall in her marble foyer."Caspian, Finn," I whispered, my voice trembling not with fear, but with the sheer effort of holding myself together. "I just need the box. The blue cedar box in the servant’s quarters. Then we leave. Forever."Finn’s eyes, usually bright with mischief, were now two shards of freezing glacier ice. He didn't look at me, he kept his gaze locked on Emily. "Go, Serene. We’ll see who stops you. You have five minutes before I start breaking things that cannot be mended."I didn't wait. I ran.The servant’s quarter was what Damien generously had assigned me in the name of my protection. It was at the far end of the kitchen wing, damp and perpetually cold. As I pushed open the creaking door, the smell of stale air and unshed tears hit me.T
My brothers strictly refused me to go back to visit Damien's house before leaving the Clan's vault. They had already arranged a private chauffeur for me and a proper funeral at their house, far away from the place that forced him into death.They had more love for the baby they didn't know exist before coming to take me with them than his own father who had caged me inside a dog kennel's size of a room for eight months.But, I need to go back to Damien's room. For once.Not because I had any feelings left for Damien, but because I still had some memories in that tiny room that belonged to my dead son. Since I had nothing to do in that dark room, I used to sew clothes for my baby, weave sweaters and handcrafted accessories for him to wear. I had imagined him wear those things I prepared for him with the only thing I could get at that time. Though he was not anymore in this world, but I couldn't let anyone touch his belongings in that mansion.It would be my first and last gift to my







