Elena's POV'I walked into an empty corridor after having enough of dinner with those psychotic mafias. I sighed in relief, away from the chaos. I literally facepalmed myself after leaving from there.The corridor stretched ahead, its narrow passage swallowing the faint light from the flickering overhead bulb. The walls, once white, were now a sickly shade of gray, marred by the creeping stains of age and neglect.Each step I took seemed to echo unnervingly, amplifying the silence that clung to the air like a thick fog. My breath quickened as my heels clicked against the cold, cracked tiles—currently my only companion in this hollow, forgotten space.My heart began to pound in my chest, a frantic beat that threatened to drown out the silence, but the space was too oppressive. It clung to me, suffocating, as though the walls themselves were watching, listening, waiting.At the far end of the hallway, a door stood ajar, the dark void beyond it a black eye in the heart of the building. A
"I do."Luna declared and the moment she declared, a loud sound of glass shattering into pieces could be heard in the entire room, catching everyone's attention.Everyone gasped at the source of the voice, including Luna, and that's when her eyes met Levi's bloodshot ones. She instantly looked away, witnessing the raging anger evident in his eyes.Lorenzo went up to Levi immediately and noticed the blood oozing out of Levi's hand."What the actual fuck, Levi?"Vincenzo drawled while Elena quickly covered her mouth up on noticing the blood out of his hand."His hand needs treatment."Elena was about to get up, but Vincenzo quickly grabbed her wrist, making her hiss."Sit the fuck down."He commanded through his gritted teeth."I'm sure he can deal with his own mess.""But--"Vincenzo's one deadly glare was enough to make her mouth shut. As a doctor, she couldn't witness someone bleeding in front of her, even if it was an enemy. Levi's father didn't even come forward, nor the king. It w
"Watch your tongue, Stefano, or it will take me a second to rip it out of your mouth."Vincenzo snapped, which caused Stefano to swallow hard on his saliva because he knew that he could and nobody would question him. Elena glanced at Vincenzo and shivered visibly at how he reacted when someone called her an outsider." Stefano is right. Luca, you need a marriage alliance to gain our trust. Otherwise, it wasn't needed after witnessing your capabilities."Luca nodded his head but what he felt inside was another thing which only he knew.Stefano, on the other hand, smiled in utter victory before saying."The girl should be from our community, isn't it?"Devis nodded his head before saying."Seraphina is perfect for it. What do you sa----""No she's not."Lorenzo growled out of nowhere, catching everyone's attention, including Seraphina's who was sitting with her froster mother.Everyone was too stern to speak because no one in years had dared to interrupt the king except today. Devis gav
A huge royal dining room, sophisticated and opulent, unfolds like a scene from a regal dream.The space is vast—cathedral-like in scale—with a soaring, coffered ceiling adorned in gold leaf and hand-painted frescoes of mythological scenes. Massive crystal chandeliers, their facets shimmering like stars, hang in perfect symmetry down the length of the room, casting a soft, golden glow over everything.The dining table stretches endlessly, carved from rare dark mahogany and polished to a mirror sheen. It’s set with fine bone china rimmed in 24-karat gold, gleaming silverware, and crystal goblets that catch the light like diamonds. Velvet-upholstered chairs with gilded frames line the table, each one an ornate throne in its own right.Tall arched windows, draped in deep burgundy and gold brocade, let in daylight filtered through sheer silk curtains. Along the walls, marble columns rise between massive oil paintings of ancestors and historic moments, framed in intricate gold.A grand fire
Author's POV'"If you want, I can take you away from this pain where you won't be sad anymore."A firm, yet familiar voice interrupted Elena from behind, making her turn around to look at the person. Her eyes widened slightly after watching him lean against the garden wall while staring at her with a hooded gaze."Levi..... What are you doing here?"Elena asked calmly, covering her shock."Just watching my loved ones in pain."He stated just like that while holding eye contact with her. Elena's eyes widened before looking away. She doesn't know if his words are as genuine as him. Damn, she suspects his every word. She's not the high school who would feel flattered by her crush saying stuff like this.If anything, then she respects her boundaries."That's not the answer to----""I know, but this is Stefano's birthday party, so isn't it obvious that I would be here?"Of course, he would be present as a member of the mafia. Elena thought. Levi's presence was as important as Vincenzo's in
My eyes fell on the girl who looked innocent and young. She looks like she is in her late teens. She kept looking around and then at the cell phone in her hand. I could feel the eyes on me. Which were none other than his guards.Unconciously I approched her. She's beautiful and has a soft beauty which suits her perfectly. Her hair, long and soft as river silk, fell to the middle of her back in gentle waves, catching the light like dusk on water.It framed her face in the most effortless way, as if even the wind had learned to be gentle around her. Her features were delicate—cheekbones like petals, a nose barely a breath, and lips the shade of early blush roses. She looks perfect in all angles.There was something in her eyes, too—not just the color, which was some impossible hue between honey and storm—but the way they held stories, even when she wasn’t speaking. You’d look at her and feel that she had seen the world with a kind of softness that refused to harden, no matter what it ha