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Chapter 56: The Awakening
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Sold to the Devil Chapter 59: Wolves do not share their prey
The sun filtered softly through the tall windows of the estate, casting golden light across the marbled halls. Emilia stood at the far end of the east garden, her fingers lightly brushing the petals of a blooming lavender bush. She had just finished her chores for the day and wandered outside to clear her mind.Mochi was nestled lazily beside her, purring softly, his tail flicking at the scent of the nearby blooms. Emilia smiled faintly, her thoughts drifting toward Dante again. Ever since her strange collapse in the woods, he’d been treating her with even more care than before, which only confused her further. Why did he look at her like that? Why did her chest tighten every time his name was mentioned?“Beautiful day, isn’t it?”The voice startled her.Emilia turned sharply, her eyes narrowing slightly as she took in Marcello walking toward her across the garden. He was dressed in a charcoal-gray button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled halfway up his arms. There was something devi
Sold to the Devil Chapter 58: untitled
Emilia stirred slowly beneath the soft sheets of her bed, her head pounding with a pain so intense it felt like her skull was being split open. She blinked against the sunlight streaming through the large windows, trying to make sense of her surroundings. The familiar warmth of her room wrapped around her like a blanket, but her memory was shrouded in a fog she couldn’t clear.A sudden jolt of panic surged through her chest. “What happened last night?” she whispered, fingers touching her temples. She remembered going outside, then the shadows, fear, and nothing.Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door creaking open. She looked up to find Dante standing in the doorway, dressed in black, his expression unreadable."You're awake," he said quietly, walking toward her.Emilia gave him a weak smile. "Barely. My head feels like someone tried to crack it open with a hammer."Dante sat on the edge of the bed, watching her with narrowed eyes. “You were attacked,” he said, voice c
Sold to the Devil Chapter 57: Shadows Stir in silence
The sound of papers being shuffled echoed faintly in the large office as Luka placed a thick file on Dante’s mahogany desk. Sunlight slanted through the tall windows, casting long shadows that danced over the shelves of old books and cold weapons. Dante, seated behind his desk with an unreadable expression, glanced up at Luka.“You’re certain this is accurate?” Dante asked, fingers poised over the edge of the folder.“I double-checked every page myself,” Luka replied. “Her records were deeply buried. Whoever hid them made sure it wouldn’t be found easily. But we’ve been digging into her for months now.”Dante opened the file and silently read through the documents. His eyes moved quickly, but the slight raise of his brows gave away his surprise. Emilia. The little defiant flame in his cold, calculated world—turns out she wasn’t just a stubborn girl. She was something far more dangerous. Far more… interesting.“She’s not just powerful,” Luka murmured, as if reading his thoughts. “She’s
Sold to the Devil Chapter 56: The Awakening
The evening air was cool, laced with the scent of blooming night jasmine. Emilia had gone into the woods behind the estate, hoping to clear her thoughts. Ever since Dante returned, her emotions had become a tangled mess. She had no idea where she stood with him anymore, and the uncertainty was eating her up inside.Mochi, her kitten, was curled up inside her coat as she wandered off the path. The moonlight filtered through the canopy above, casting long shadows across the forest floor. She didn't notice that she had wandered too far until the sounds of the estate were long gone.She turned to head back, only to stop when she heard something—a branch snapping. Her heart leapt. She looked around."Who's there?" she called out, her voice small against the vast silence of the woods.No answer.She took a step back, her instincts screaming at her to run. But before she could move, a shadow emerged from behind the trees. Then another. And another.There were three of them. Men dressed in bl
Sold to the Devil Chapter 55: Brewing Storms
The sun dipped behind the estate walls, casting a golden hue across the gardens as Celeste adjusted the hem of her cream trench coat. Her heels tapped rhythmically along the flagstone path, accompanied by the softer scuff of Seraphina’s boots beside her.It was supposed to be a casual afternoon stroll. A break from the politics, from the whispered accusations and forced smiles that came with living in the same house as Dante Calhoun. But instead, it had turned into something else.Celeste stopped abruptly, lips pressing into a thin line. “There they are again.”Seraphina followed her gaze and nearly groaned aloud.There, near the estate’s grand marble fountain, was Emilia—her dark curls bouncing as she laughed, a small black kitten nestled in her arms. Dante stood in front of her, arms loosely crossed, watching her with that look—one Seraphina had never seen aimed in her direction.“I thought he just got back,” Seraphina muttered, squinting against the sunlight.“He did,” Celeste repl
Sold to the Devil Chapter 54: I Miss You
The sun was starting to dip lower in the sky, casting warm golden hues across the vast garden. Emilia sat on the edge of a stone bench tucked beneath the shade of a flowering wisteria, her fingers gently stroking Mochi's soft fur as the kitten purred lazily on her lap. The estate was unusually quiet, but her heart wasn't.Dante was back.That morning, the air had felt different—charged, alive. Rumors among the staff had confirmed it. Mara had mentioned it casually at breakfast. “The master returned late last night,” she said, and Emilia’s spoon had paused midair, the porridge forgotten.He was back… yet she hadn’t seen him. Not even a glimpse.Emilia sighed and looked down at the fluffy creature nuzzling her palm.“You’d think after all that daydreaming, the least he could do is say hello, right?” she muttered, her voice low and slightly bitter. “But no. Nothing. Not a word. I’m just back to being invisible again.”Mochi meowed softly, tilting her head up as if in agreement.“I mean,
Sold to the Devil Chapter 53: The Beginning of the End
The night was still, but Tristen’s study buzzed with quiet energy.The golden light from the chandelier cast long shadows over the thick mahogany desk, where documents lay open—maps, photos, intelligence reports, and red-circled names. A glass of untouched bourbon sat to the side, slowly warming. He didn’t need the drink tonight.Tonight, he had something better.A knock came.“Enter,” Tristen called, not looking up.One of his men stepped inside, tall, clad in a black leather jacket, and eyes sharp.“Sir,” the man said, handing over a tablet. “You’re going to want to see this.”Tristen finally looked up, taking the device. As the screen lit, a slow smirk curved his lips.There she was.Emilia.A recent surveillance photo captured her in Dante’s estate garden. Sunlight painted her face in soft gold, her head tilted back in laughter as she chased a small black cat across the cobblestones. Behind her stood one of Dante’s men—clearly guarding her, clearly on orders.Tristen chuckled.“Sh
Sold to the Devil Chapter 52: Suprise
The estate was unusually quiet.Since Dante’s departure, everything felt… off. The air didn’t hum with his presence anymore. The guards were less rigid, the maids whispered more freely, and Emilia—Emilia felt it the most.She wandered through the east garden during her break, a place she rarely visited. Its thorny hedges and tightly pruned rose bushes always felt too perfect, too unnatural. Still, something about the silence comforted her. Perhaps it was the way the sunlight filtered through the trees, casting golden specks on the stone path. Or maybe it was just the illusion of peace.She bent near a fountain, letting her fingers trace the surface of the water. Mochi, her sleek black kitten, trailed behind her, leaping from stone to stone with a grace she could never hope to mimic.“You have a cute little shadow,” came a voice behind her.Emilia froze.She turned slowly, her heart skipping a beat as she saw him leaning casually against a pillar.Marcello.She hadn't seen him since th
Sold to the Devil Chapter 52: Meeting
The conference room was dimly lit, yet tension flared like fire among the men gathered around the massive mahogany table. Each man seated there was powerful—leaders of mafia families that had ruled for decades, some for centuries. But none commanded the fear and respect that Dante Calhoun did. He sat at the head of the table, silent, fingers steepled, his face an unreadable mask.The silence broke when Giovanni Lucchese, an old but shrewd mafia don, leaned forward.“Dante,” he said coolly, “the council demands an explanation.”Dante did not move. “For what?”“For the extermination of the four allied families,” Giovanni replied. “We’ve all heard the whispers. You didn’t even give them the chance to plead their case.”“They betrayed me,” Dante said simply, voice like ice. “Betrayal must be answered with blood.”“They questioned your leadership, not your authority,” said another don, Fabio Romano. “It was a debate, not a rebellion.”“They questioned me publicly,” Dante replied, his voice
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