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8. The Heir in the Abyss

作者: VERARI
last update 公開日: 2026-07-17 15:26:23

“The cargo ship exploded in the middle of the ocean, Sir. Our team is currently heading to the location for further investigation.”

Damon stood like a statue by the window, staring into the dark sky. His jaw was clenched so tight the muscles in his temples throbbed.

He didn't need to roar to broadcast his fury. The pressure in the room alone was enough to suffocate anyone present.

The subordinate who reported the news swallowed hard, hesitating to continue. “Sir… the port’s CCTV footage shows M
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  • His Rotten Vow   10. A Debt Paid in Smoke

    At that very moment the Moretti cargo ship exploded.Sara stood on the lifeboat, hugging her shivering frame. In the distance, the blaze from the explosion clawed at the night sky, casting dancing orange shadows across the dark water.The sight mirrored the nightmare of her past.That night, years ago, when her family first arrived in San Marito, Albert had intended to pay a courtesy call to the Lockwood family—Damon’s parents. Instead, they had walked straight into hell. Fire devoured the Lockwood mansion, swallowing the structure in thick, suffocating black smoke.From the car window, Sara had seen a sight that made her heart stop. Trapped behind a cracking window on the upper floor was a teenage boy—Damon.“Stay in the car, Sara! Maya!” her father had shouted before rushing out to call for help.The air grew lethal. Ignoring the danger and her father’s command, Sara unbuckled her belt and bolted.“Sara, don’t!” Maya screamed, but Sara was already gone.

  • His Rotten Vow   9. Ashes of the Past

    Felix—Damon’s right-hand man—had just returned from the investigation. He entered Damon’s study to submit the casualty list from the ship explosion. He took a seat in front of the desk, not daring to interrupt Damon, who was replaying the CCTV footage repeatedly.Damon hit pause on the figure of Sara in the video, being dragged onto the cargo ship by several masked men. His gaze shifted to the report on the desk. He leafed through the pages and photos of victims destroyed by the explosion. Not a single living soul had survived.“The cargo ship was carrying chemical loads from our factory, Sir. It’s nearly impossible for any remains to be recovered. We only found charred metal fragments and fabric.”Damon’s hand stopped at an image of a fabric scrap snagged on the ship’s wreckage. His eyes narrowed, and one brow arched, as if he had spotted something amiss.“Her body was obliterated in the blast, yet her clothes survived on the wreckage?”Damon Moretti never believed in coincidences, n

  • His Rotten Vow   8. The Heir in the Abyss

    “The cargo ship exploded in the middle of the ocean, Sir. Our team is currently heading to the location for further investigation.”Damon stood like a statue by the window, staring into the dark sky. His jaw was clenched so tight the muscles in his temples throbbed.He didn't need to roar to broadcast his fury. The pressure in the room alone was enough to suffocate anyone present.The subordinate who reported the news swallowed hard, hesitating to continue. “Sir… the port’s CCTV footage shows Mrs. Sara being dragged into that very ship. It seems—”The door slammed open, cutting him off. Roger strode in uninvited. His face twisted into a sickening smirk as he stopped before Damon’s desk.“I heard your little wife was kidnapped? And just now, our cargo ship, which those intruders hijacked, exploded in the middle of the ocean.” Roger blatantly displayed his joy at his adoptive brother’s defeat. “What a pity… my little brother, who hasn't been married long, is suddenly a widower.”Damon r

  • His Rotten Vow   7. The Vanishing

    ​Sara no longer cried. Her eyes, once filled with fear, had turned hollow. Revenge was the only fuel left in her soul after her father was ripped away.​Roger walked into the room without knocking. He watched Sara packing her meager belongings into a small bag, her hands no longer shaking.“Damon will never admit it,” he said quietly, flicking his lighter. “But you and I know the truth. He orders his servants to dispose of your father whenever he grows bored with his toys. You’re just a toy he’ll discard soon.”​Sara froze. Roger’s lies masked the fact that Iris was the true mastermind.“What do you want?”“I have an escape route,” Roger continued. “Tonight, I will fake your death in a dockyard accident. You will have a new identity and vanish forever. In return, I will frame your departure as a kidnapping by an enemy organization. Damon will lose face, and his reputation in my father’s eyes will be ruined.”​Sara was now certain of Roger’s intent. He wanted Damon’s destruction, just

  • His Rotten Vow   6. Poisoned Truths

    ​There, Iris sat by the large window, staring at the garden with a look of fragility that always deceived those who saw her. But the moment the maid whispered in her ear, that mask of vulnerability shattered.​The teacup in Iris’s hand slipped. The expensive porcelain hit the marble floor, shattering into pieces.“Sara is pregnant?” Iris hissed, staring intently at the small object in her maid's hand. Her voice was no longer shaky or raspy. It was cold, sharp, and laced with a predatory threat she had perfectly concealed until now.​She gripped the armrests of her wheelchair. If Damon found out Sara was carrying his offspring, Iris’s position as the only woman Damon cherished would be jeopardized. More than that, Damon’s adoptive father would view the baby as a valuable asset. If the child were born, Sara would gain a layer of protection that neither Damon nor Iris could touch.“She cannot bear that child,” she murmured to herself.She didn’t cry. She no longer looked like a tragic vi

  • His Rotten Vow   5. Sown in Sin

    ​Three months of exile in the pavilion had passed.​Sara no longer tracked time by the calendar, but by the bruises that slowly faded from her arms. Yet, something felt wrong. Her gaunt frame now felt heavier. The nausea that struck every morning was not merely a side effect of her husband's abuse. It was a clear sign.​She had missed her period.“Sara, are you alright?” Her father knocked on the door, his voice laced with anxiety.“I'll be out in a moment, Dad.”She sat on the cold bathroom floor, her knuckles white as she gripped the edge of the sink. She was certain she was pregnant. The seed of the man who came to her room every night—not to offer affection, but to assert his dominance—was taking root.​She stood up weakly, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Her face was pale, her eyes had lost their spark, and now, a new life was growing within a womb she was supposed to protect.​The bedroom door opened. Her frail father reached for her hand gently, but his eyes could not

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