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Shadows of the Vow Chapter One Hundred and Ten Christmas Came to Arrest
Antonioni's POV Christmas in my house did not announce itself.It did not sing. It did not plead for attention. It existed the way order exists—quietly, thoroughly, and without apology.I returned from the early briefing before dawn. The park was awake in the way disciplined places are awake: staff moving softly, guards alert but unhurried, systems humming beneath calm. Annabelle had not turned the house into a spectacle. She had turned it into ian ntention.The tree stood tall in the main sitting room. Not just decorative, but also commanding. Pine scent lingered in the air, layered with the faint trace of candle wax and spice. Lights glowed low, not festive, but warm enough to suggest belonging. The furniture had shifted subtly, not rearranged, but softened. Space invited presence without demanding it.This was Christmas under control.I stood there for a moment longer than necessary, absorbing what she had done without ever announcing hmyself The house did not feel decorated.It f
Shadows of the Vow Chapter One Hundred and Nine The House She Made Me Soft In
Antonioni’s POV I stayed in the private lounge long before anyone arrived. Just me. Alone. No one was expected yet. The quiet of the house allowed my thoughts to stretch without interruption, and I let them wander.I tapped a few keys and arranged a small transfer to Annabelle's newly given bank account, not large, but enough to remind her that the resources were hers to determine what to buy and what to forfeit. Discipline.Milo had been scheduled to check in later, and I wasn’t waiting for him. Not really. I simply wanted the calm. To think. To breathe. To feel Christmas approaching without obligation pressing against it.Eventually, I brought up the feed from the house. Annabelle had already begun her work. I watched her on the monitors, moving deliberately through rooms, checking the furniture, placing decorations with precision. Every movement was careful, considered. She didn’t rush. She didn’t fumble. She simply did.Martinez sat quietly nearby, a shadow of calm judgment. I di
Shadows of the Vow Chapter One Hundred and Eight Christmas Eve In The Dome
Annabelle’s POV The early morning call came before the room fully remembered itself.I didn’t hear the phone ring at first. Not consciously. What woke me was the shift in the air. The way silence tightens before it breaks. I had learned that long ago: stillness announces disturbance before sound ever does.Then the vibration came.Once.Again.I did not open my eyes immediately. I knew better than that. In this house, awareness mattered more than reaction. So I stayed still, breathing even, listening without looking.China.I didn’t need to see the screen to know that.When he answered, his voice was low. Controlled. The way men speak when they are already ahead of what is coming.“Yes.”I kept my breathing slow.The other voice was sharper. Foreign cadence. Professional urgency is held on a short leash.“Sir. Zhuhai warehouse. There’s movement we didn’t anticipate. I’ve sent you the reports.”“I’ll review them,” Antonioni said calmly. “Hold position.”The call ended.I waited. Count
Shadows of the Vow Chapter One Hundred and Seven The Quiet Rule of Belonging
Antonioni's POV When we walked toward the exit of the private lounge, I already knew.This night wasn’t about the Dome.It wasn’t about Lorenzo.It wasn’t even about the chaos that had torn through the building earlier.It was about leaving together.There’s a difference between escorting a woman and choosing to leave with her. I felt it the moment her steps matched mine without hesitation. No checking the room. No second-guessing. No asking where we were going.She already knew.And yes—I was hard.But that wasn’t what stopped me when the door closed behind us in my room.I stopped because something about her presence recalibrated me.I’d brought her here expecting the version of Annabelle I remembered. The one who filled the silence, who waited for permission to exist in my space. Instead, what stood in my doorway was a woman steady against the wood, eyes adjusting calmly to the light, body balanced like she’d learned how to hold herself without leaning on anyone.She was tipsy. No
Shadows of the Vow Chapter One Hundred And Six My Glow, Red Dress, Steam and Shadows
Annabelle's POVI don’t like the main club.I never have.Too loud. Too much smell of smoke and substances. Too much debauchery. Too many eyes pretending not to look while memorizing every curve, every movement, every weakness. The main club feels like a performance. Too much noise. Like teeth smiling without warmth.So that night, I didn’t even hesitate. I went straight past it.Past the echo of music. Past the heat. Past the chaos, I could already feel what had happened and finished itself without needing me as a witness.The private club welcomed me like a held breath.Low lights. Thick walls. Sofas arranged for conversation, not spectacle. A space where people spoke because they wanted to, not because the noise demanded it.This was where I felt safe enough to exist without armor.
Shadows of the Vow Chapter One Hundred and Five The Discipline of Wanting
Antonioni's POVIt was just one day until Christmas and the Dome's club was buzzing with people.The news about Jong Ping Jin's death has hit everyone who knows Milo.That death, I felt it before anyone said a word. Felt it before it even happened.Death doesn’t arrive loudly. It settles. It slows the air. It makes rooms pause mid-breath.Before the news reached me, the Dome already knew something had shifted. Because we didn't see Milo come around to announce that he needed some freshly baked muffins, like he does every evening.It's been two days.“Jong Ping Jin is dead. And Lorenzo must have done this.”Not whispered. Not announced. Just… passed.Milo didn’t react at first. He stood there, still, eyes fixed on nothing. The kind of stillne
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