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SHADOW OF VOW'S CHAPTER 116
Alessia Volkov Three months had passed since I returned to the manoir.Three months since I stood at the threshold of the room that had once felt like a mausoleum and breathed life back into it.Three months of mending what was broken between Nikolai and me thread by thread, breath by breath. It hadn’t been easy. There were silences too long, wounds too deep, shadows we tried to ignore. But somehow, against all odds, we held on. And in those months, something beautiful had taken root. Not just trust, but comfort. Laughter. Quiet moments that needed no explanation. The kind of peace neither of us thought we’d ever earn.The manoir no longer felt haunted.It felt like home.Nikolai had finished what he’d promised erasing every remaining trace of Viktor’s influence from his empire. Ruthlessly. Surgically. Piece by piece, he tore down the scaffolding of corruption that had once held his name in place. He was focused, precise, unrelenting in his pursuit of a cleaner legacy. And I watched
SHADOW OF VOW'S CHAPTER 115
Nikolai Volkov The days no longer dragged. They tore through me like bullets, relentless and precise, punching holes through whatever semblance of control I still had. There were no gentle mornings. No slow stretches of time to collect myself. Only the blur of responsibilities, the noise of an empire that didn’t care if its king was breaking beneath the weight of an empty bed. If I slowed down, I’d feel it again. The void. The screaming silence of a house that used to echo with her laugh, her footsteps, her defiance. The way she used to slam doors and then kiss me like it was her favorite form of punctuation. The warmth of her body tucked into mine at night. The way she whispered my name in the dark, as if she wasn’t quite ready to believe she’d found someone to say it to. Alessia. My wife. My fury. My fire. My undoing. She still hadn’t called. No texts. No messages. No divorce papers. But no return either. And somehow, the not knowing was worse than anything else. Wo
SHADOW OF VOW'S CHAPTER 114
Alessia Volkov One month had passed.Thirty long, excruciating days since I walked out of the manoir. Since I left behind a marriage built on passion, silence, and too many half-truths. A month since I looked into Nikolai’s eyes and told him I needed time. Space. Distance.A month without him.Without his presence looming in a room like a shadow. Without the feel of his hands on my skin, his voice brushing the edges of my anger and softening it. Without the chaos that only he could ignite in my veins and calm with a look.I hadn’t asked for a divorce. Not yet.I hadn’t called. Hadn’t texted. Hadn’t even looked at the envelope of letters he’d sent. Zayn had delivered them quietly, discreetly, with a look that said more than words ever could. He understood something had fractured.I kept the notes, though.Untouched, buried in the top drawer of my nightstand like they were weapons I wasn’t ready to wield. I wasn’t strong enough to read them yet. Because I knew Nikolai. He wouldn’t writ
SHADOW OF VOW'S CHAPTER 113
Nikolai Volkov The days had blurred into each other like ink spreading across wet parchment messy, uncontrollable, permanent.Sunlight bled in through the tall windows every morning like a cruel joke, casting warm gold over cold marble floors she no longer walked on. The manoir, once a fortress of discipline and steel control, now felt too loud with emptiness. Every wall echoed with silence, a kind that rang louder than any scream. I used to find comfort in the solitude, in the stillness. Now, it mocked me.Every room screamed her name.Every hallway echoed with memories.Her laughter.Her footsteps.Her scent, still clinging to the air like a ghost refusing to leave.Since Alessia left, I hadn’t been the same. I wasn’t sure I ever would be.I haunted the corridors like a man condemned, dragging my feet like I could still feel the weight of her absence trying to suffocate me. I ate only when the gnawing in my stomach outmatched the ache in my chest. I slept only when my body collapse
SHADOW OF VOW'S CHAPTER 112
Alessia Volkov The morning after the visit from Francesco De Luca, I sat in my father’s office, staring at the empty chair he had once ruled from. It still smelled like him — wood smoke, leather, and iron discipline. I hated how much I could still feel his presence. Hated how much of me was still wrapped up in who he had been. I had slept maybe two hours, the weight of the decision grinding against every nerve in my body.I found Luca in the conservatory, sipping espresso with the same bleak expression he’d worn since the funeral. The garden beyond the windows was overgrown, vines creeping up the stone like it, too, had stopped caring.“I need to talk to you,” I said, voice steady despite everything tearing inside me.He looked up, his eyes searching mine. “You’ve made a decision.”I nodded. “I’m going to take it. Father’s seat. The family. Everything.”Luca’s brows furrowed, but he said nothing for a long time. I could tell he was trying to gauge if I was doing this out of grief, ra
SHADOW OF VOW'S CHAPTER 111
Alessia Volkov The ancestral manor hadn't changed. Not in its structure, not in its scent. The same quiet creaks in the staircase, the same cold marble floors, the same towering portrait of our mother in the main hall—eyes as solemn and knowing as ever. But the atmosphere was different now. Hollow. Echoing. As if the walls themselves were mourning.I stood there for a long moment after Luca opened the front doors, neither of us speaking. He looked exhausted. Older. Like he hadn't slept since the night it happened."You're really here," he finally murmured, stepping aside to let me in.I nodded, crossing the threshold, wrapped in a coat far too warm for the season, but somehow necessary. The weight comforted me."I needed space.""From him?"I didn’t answer.The silence between us stretched. Uncomfortable but familiar. We never had to speak too much. Our pain did the talking.The house, once full of servants and movement, was unnervingly quiet. Most of them had been dismissed or sent
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