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CHAPTER NINETY TWO

مؤلف: Lilith
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-06-19 20:56:38

Adrian stood in the silence of his penthouse, the city lights glittering far below like distant stars. The vast space felt empty, as always. He crossed to the heavy oak dresser and opened the top drawer. Inside, nestled among cufflinks and forgotten watches, lay the only thing that felt truly his: a small, smooth stone, dark as midnight with faint veins of crimson running through it. He picked it up, rolling it between his fingers. It was warm to the touch, grounding him in a way nothing else c
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  • THE CURSED NECKLACE   CHAPTER 101

    Elena packed her things quietly, her movements deliberate and heavy. She folded her spare cardigan, placed the small potted plant she had brought in on her first week into a cardboard box, and gathered the few personal items from her drawers. The murmurs from her coworkers floated through the open-plan area like unwelcome smoke.“She’s resigning? Already?”“Why would she leave? The pay here is good…”“Maybe she finally got tired of the boss.”Elena closed her eyes for a moment, Dante’s words from the night before echoing loudly in her head.*“We will get married soon. Quit that job and come with me to Italy. I’ll protect you and the child.”*She sighed deeply, the weight of her life pressing down on her shoulders. Why was everything always such a mess? She had fought so hard to build something normal after the Harbor, after Roberto, after the magic and souls that had nearly destroyed her. A simple job. A safe place for Berta. And now it was all unraveling again.Tears blurred her visi

  • THE CURSED NECKLACE   CHAPTER HUNDRED

    Adrian stood frozen in the shadowed corner of the hallway, the small stone cold and heavy in his palm. Elena remained wrapped in Dante Francesco’s arms, her face buried against his shoulder as if seeking something familiar. The sight burned through him like acid. Without another word, he turned sharply on his heel and walked away, footsteps echoing down the marble corridor.He pushed through the side exit and slid into the waiting car. “Drive,” he ordered Daniel, voice flat.“Sir… Ms. Ricardo is still inside—”“Do you work for her or me?!” Adrian snapped, eyes blazing. “Drive!”The car pulled away from the venue, leaving the glittering lights and Elena behind.---Inside the hallway, Elena gently pulled herself from Dante’s embrace. She stepped back, smoothing the shimmering gold fabric of her dress.“Elena,” Dante said softly, his voice thick with emotion.She paused but didn’t turn.“It doesn’t have to be this way,” he continued. “I know this isn’t a good time, but I still love you.

  • THE CURSED NECKLACE   CHAPTER NINETY NINE

    Adrian sat in the back of the sleek car, the leather seat cool beneath him as the city lights blurred past the tinted windows. The engine hummed softly, a steady rhythm that did little to calm the storm inside his chest. Elena was beside him, quiet and composed in the gold dress he had chosen for her. She stared out the window, her messy dark curls catching the occasional glow from passing streetlamps. The fabric of the gown shimmered with every subtle shift of her body, the delicate crystals sparkling like dewdrops on silk. She looked ethereal—nothing like the exhausted woman who brought him coffee each morning with bandaged fingers and quiet determination.He studied her profile for a long moment, the way the plunging neckline revealed the graceful line of her collarbone, the diamond necklace resting against her skin. Without conscious thought, he reached out and gently tucked a stray curl behind her ear. His fingertips brushed the warm softness of her cheek.Elena startled at the t

  • THE CURSED NECKLACE   CHAPTER NINETY EIGHT

    Adrian leaned back in the leather seat of his car, the city blurring past the tinted windows. “Take me to the nearest boutique,” he told his driver, Daniel.“Boutique, sir?” Daniel asked, glancing in the rearview mirror.“Yes. Drive.”In the quiet of the backseat, Adrian twirled the small dark stone between his fingers. Its warmth grounded him, the faint crimson veins catching the light. He didn’t know why he was doing this. Only that the thought of Elena showing up to the company dinner in something ordinary—or worse, not showing up at all—felt wrong.The car stopped outside an upscale boutique. Adrian stepped out and was immediately greeted by eager staff. He waved them closer. “Show me the most beautiful dress you have in stock. Something elegant. Timeless.”They brought out several options. He rejected most with a curt shake of his head. Then one caught his eye—a flowing gold gown with delicate crystalline stones scattered across the fabric like captured starlight. The plunging ne

  • THE CURSED NECKLACE   CHAPTER NINETY SEVEN

    The company canteen buzzed with excitement during lunch hour. Elena moved through the line quietly, picking up a simple yogurt and an apple—cheap, filling, and enough to get her through the afternoon. She had just paid when she overheard the familiar, confident voice of Sophia Lang near a group of colleagues.“I can’t wait to get my dress,” Sophia declared, flipping her perfectly highlighted hair. “I already have the perfect one picked out. And obviously I plan to go with the CEO. It’s basically tradition at this point.”A few people chuckled and nodded. Elena kept her head down, ignoring the chatter as she headed for the exit. She couldn’t afford the company dinner gala even if she wanted to. The ticket price alone would cover a week of groceries and Berta’s new winter coat. Better to focus on work and pretend the event didn’t exist.She suddenly felt eyes burning into her back. When she turned, Sophia was staring directly at her with a sharp, predatory smile.“Hey, new girl!”Elena

  • THE CURSED NECKLACE   CHAPTER NINETY SIX

    Elena arrived at the office just before 8 AM, still pale but determined. The extra tests at the hospital had drained what little energy she had left, but she couldn’t afford another day off. She dropped her bag at her small desk and immediately headed to the break room to prepare Adrian’s coffee—black, no sugar, exactly as he liked it. The familiar routine grounded her. She needed to stay useful. The hospital bill, even partially covered, still loomed large in her mind.She balanced the steaming cup carefully and pushed open the door to Adrian’s office, planning to leave it on his desk before he arrived. The room was quiet, sunlight streaming through the tall windows.“Why are you bringing me coffee?”Elena startled violently at the deep voice behind her. The cup tilted. Her phone, which she had been holding in her other hand while checking a message from the daycare, slipped from her fingers and plunged straight into the hot coffee with a splash.“Oh no,” she whispered, eyes widening

  • THE CURSED NECKLACE   CHAPTER SEVENTY EIGHT (spicy)

    Roberto staggered backward.A hand flying to his head.Pain.Memory.The Harbor trembled around them.Images crashed through him.A girl screaming at him.Dark hair.Firelight.Laughter.Tears.The bond.The fever.The estate.Elena.Elena.Elena.His eyes widened. "I remember."She froze.He cros

  • THE CURSED NECKLACE   CHAPTER SEVENTY SIX

    The forest went silent before Elena even saw them.Not natural silence.Forced silence.The kind that comes right before death arrives.She slowed instinctively, breath tightening as the necklace at her throat pulsed once—warning her too late.Then the net dropped.Black metal wires shot from the t

  • THE CURSED NECKLACE   CHAPTER SEVENTY FOUR

    The moment Elena stepped out of the throne room, the estate knew.Rain hammered against the mansion windows while powerful men filled the funeral halls below, unaware that something ancient had awakened beneath their feet.Elena walked through the corridor slowly.The necklace rested against her th

  • THE CURSED NECKLACE   CHAPTER SEVENTY THREE

    Darkness swallowed Elena whole.Not ordinary darkness.This one breathed.Cold mist curled around her ankles while distant whispers echoed endlessly through a black horizon that seemed to stretch forever in every direction. The air smelled faintly of seawater and ash.Elena stood motionless trying

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