Beranda / Mafia / Shadows of the Vow / Chapter Eighty-Six Secrets And Shadows 

Share

Chapter Eighty-Six Secrets And Shadows 

Penulis: Jennie N
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-12-17 23:26:24

Annabelle's POV

When I returned from the training with Camille and Bukky, I indulged in major disobedience against him.

Not because I wanted to spite him. Not even out of simple curiosity. But there was a pull, something deeper, stronger. The house felt alive, watching me, almost calling to me.

I waited until the others were distracted. Then I slipped out.

The air in this particular wing was different, colder, thinner, heavier. The kind of air that seemed to remember things. I had never been to
Lanjutkan membaca buku ini secara gratis
Pindai kode untuk mengunduh Aplikasi
Bab Terkunci

Bab terbaru

  • Shadows of the Vow   Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-Five A Love Made Whole

    (Dual POV — Antonioni & Annabelle)Antonioni’s POVPeace.For the first time in my life, I understood what that word truly meant—not as an idea, not as something distant or imagined, but as something real… something I could sit in, breathe in, live in.It wasn’t power. It wasn’t controlled. It wasn’t the empire I had built with blood, strategy, and relentless force.It was her. Annabelle.Everything I had once thought made me strong had only made me hard. But she… she had made me human again.The wedding in Dubai had been nothing short of grand, but for me, it wasn’t the scale, the wealth, or the influence that mattered.It was the moment she walked toward me.Choosing me again. That alone was everything. Fulfilling.

  • Shadows of the Vow   Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-Four A Love Rewritten in Light II

    Antonioni’s POVGraduation days are supposed to feel loud. Full. Celebratory. With family.But when I saw her… It felt quiet. Deeply, overwhelmingly still.She stood there alone. No mother. No father. No husband. No siblings. No one visibly claimed that moment with her after everything she had endured to get there.And yet… She stood. Whole. Composed.Unshaken. Like everything she had been building toward had finally settled into place, and for once, life wasn’t dragging her backward or forcing her forward. It was simply… letting her stand.My chest tightened. Because I knew… She had learned how to stand without me.And that realization humbled me more than anything else ever had.I stayed where I was, watching her from a distance. Not approaching. Not interrupting. Just… observing.

  • Shadows of the Vow   Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-Two The Man Behind the Curtain is Pale Without Her

    Antonioni’s POVThe Park wasn't weak or unstable. Not anymore. It was just… quiet. The kind of quiet that comes after war. After blood. After loss. After victory.Everything was in place. Operations ran smoothly. Reports came in on time. Every sector of the Park breathed with order and precision. There were no sudden alarms, no betrayals lurking in corners, no fire waiting to be put out.For the first time in years… Nothing was falling apart. And yet… Something in me was.I sat at the head of the long table in the Dome, eyes scanning through documents I had already read twice. Numbers. Names. Routes. Security rotations. All intact.Perfect. Controlled. Mine. But my mind wasn’t there. It hadn’t been for a while.“Boss?” Matteo’s voice cut through the silence.I di

  • Shadows of the Vow   Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-Three A Love Rewritten in Light I

    Annabelle’s POVGraduation days are supposed to feel loud. Full. Celebratory. With family. But mine felt… quiet, deeply, overwhelmingly still. I was all alone—no mother, no father, no husband, no siblings to cheer me on for two years of schooling.Like everything I had been building toward had finally settled into place, and for once, life wasn’t rushing me forward or dragging me backward. It was simply… letting me stand.I adjusted my gown slightly, fingers smoothing over the fabric as I stood among other graduates, laughter and chatter rising around me like a distant wave I wasn’t quite inside of.I smiled when necessary. Responded when spoken to. But my mind… My mind was elsewhere. Not in Spain. Not in the past. But in a space I hadn’t yet defined. A space that felt like waiting. Even though I told myself I wasn’t.My phone vibrated in my hand.I almost ignored it. Almost. But something…something quiet and familiar, made me look. Another transfer.My brows pulled together slightly.

  • Shadows of the Vow   Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-One The Quiet Life in Michigan

    Annabelle’s POVMichigan felt… still. The kind of stillness that doesn’t suffocate you, but gives you space to finally hear yourself think.I hadn’t realized how loud my life had been recently until I stepped into the quiet. No gunfire. No tension sitting at the base of my spine.No constant need to look over my shoulder or measure every word before I spoke it.Just… me. And for the first time in a long time, that felt unfamiliar.My new house wasn’t extravagant. Not like Spain. Not like the Dome. Not like anything tied to Antonioni’s world. But it was mine.White walls, wide windows, soft light spilling into every corner. The kind of place that didn’t carry history or blood or secrets in its foundation. A place that allowed new things to grow.I remember standing in the empty living room the day I got the keys. Bare floors.Echoing silence. And yet, my chest felt full.“I did this,” I whispered to myself. Not for survival. Not for anyone else. But for me.The gallery came next. That

  • Shadows of the Vow   Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty  Reconciliation: Freedom Doesn't Have a Cost 

    Antonioni’s POVThe moment they stepped inside my study, something changed. I didn’t see it at first, but I felt it. The air. It changed. It became sharp and wrong.My fingers stilled over the paper in front of me. And then… I looked up. “Who…?”The word didn’t even finish forming.Because the man standing in front of me…No. That wasn’t possible.My chest tightened instantly, as something had reached inside and gripped my lungs. My mind tried to catch up, to make sense of what my eyes were seeing, but it refused.It was…my father—the one Patty Mama told me he died when I was just two years old. He stepped forward. Slowly. Deliberately. As if he knew one wrong step would shatter whatever fragile reality was holding this moment together.“Antonioni…” he said.My name. From his mouth. This was undeniably him. The face in the pictures.“I… It’s me. Your father. I’ve come back. I’ve come to make it right.”My pen slipped from my fingers. I didn’t feel it fall. My body locked. Completely.

  • Shadows of the Vow   Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Nine Second Hearing: The Words Crumbling On Arrival 

    Antonioni’s POVThe courtroom was alive, thick with tension. Not just the formal kind, you know that kind that required polite nods and careful words, that's not it. The tension was the kind that clung to the air like the whirlwind before an actual tempest. Every breath mattered, every glance coul

    last updateTerakhir Diperbarui : 2026-04-01
  • Shadows of the Vow   Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-One What We've Built And The Legacy That's Unfolding 

    Annabelle's POV Two days. That was all we had left before dispatch.Two days before the canvases would leave the Dome and scatter themselves across continents, homes, museums, private collections, and quiet rooms where people would stand alone and feel something they could not name.It was already

    last updateTerakhir Diperbarui : 2026-04-01
  • Shadows of the Vow   Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three What the World Begins To Notice

    Annabelle’s POVThe sound of gunfire didn’t frighten me. At least not anymore.That was the first thing I noticed.It echoed loudly across the open field, sharp, controlled, consistent, and instead of flinching, something inside me aligned. Like a memory waking up. Like my body already knew what to

    last updateTerakhir Diperbarui : 2026-03-31
  • Shadows of the Vow   Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Seven “If Nora Knew, She'd Rage, Not Relax”

    ‎Lorenzo’s POVI watched her adjust herself on the bed, hips shifting just slightly, her perfume mingling with the heavy scent of the room.Marta. Always Marta. A woman Antonioni banged for ten years. Every time I banged her,

    last updateTerakhir Diperbarui : 2026-03-31
Bab Lainnya
Jelajahi dan baca novel bagus secara gratis
Akses gratis ke berbagai novel bagus di aplikasi GoodNovel. Unduh buku yang kamu suka dan baca di mana saja & kapan saja.
Baca buku gratis di Aplikasi
Pindai kode untuk membaca di Aplikasi
DMCA.com Protection Status