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The first lesson

Penulis: M-writez
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-28 22:25:04

I woke to the smell of coffee and the distant murmur of Dante's voice through the bedroom door.

For a disoriented second, I didn't know where I was. The sheets were too soft, the pillows too expensive, the light slanting through the curtains too golden for my cheap apartment with its perpetually stuck window. Then memory crashed back—the shattered glass, the blood on Dante's cuff, the weight of the knife in my palm. The text I'd sent to an unknown enemy before collapsing into exhausted sleep.

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  • The Don's Forbidden Claim   A voice in my womb or am I being delusional?

    "I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to understand."The voice in my mind was silent for a long moment. Then, soft and trembling, it spoke again. You're not like the others. You're not afraid of me."I'm terrified of you," I admitted, sitting on the edge of the bed in the compound's private quarters. Dante had reluctantly left the room, standing guard outside with Marco and Enzo. I was alone with the presence inside me. "But I've learned that fear doesn't have to control me. It can inform me. And right now, it's telling me that you're not the monster everyone thinks you are."I'm not a monster. I never was. The voice was small, childlike. I was a boy. A long time ago. I had a mother. A family. And then the Order came. They trapped me. They used me. They turned me into a weapon."A weapon against what?"Against the families. Against anyone who threatened their power. They kept me in the dark for centuries. They fed on my fear. My anger. My loneliness. A pause. And then they put me i

  • The Don's Forbidden Claim   The Heir Of Nothing, right.

    "Something's wrong. I can feel it."Dante's hand froze on my stomach, his gray eyes searching mine. We were still standing in the ruins of St. Michael's, the morning sun casting long shadows across the ancient stones. Sarah was gone. The Serpent's soul was destroyed. But the flutter in my womb wasn't just the baby. It was something else. Something that hadn't been there before."What do you mean?" His voice was sharp, edged with fear."I don't know. It's like... there's someone else in there with me. Someone who wasn't invited." I pressed my hand against my belly, feeling the faint pulse that didn't match my heartbeat. "Dante, what if the ritual didn't fail? What if it just changed targets?"He pulled me against him, his arms wrapping around me like a cage. "We're going to the compound. Now. We'll have the doctors run every test. We'll figure this out."The drive back to the city was a blur of fear and grief. Sarah's sacrifice played on a loop in my mind. Her last words. Her final kis

  • The Don's Forbidden Claim   Well, being betrayed is like a norm now

    "You're just in time. The eclipse begins in ten minutes."Lila's voice echoed through the ruins of St. Michael's, and I felt my blood turn to ice. The tomb beneath the altar was open, its ancient stones humming with a dark energy that made my skin crawl. Order soldiers stood in a circle around it, their faces hidden behind black masks. And at the center, bound and gagged, was Sarah Kane.But it wasn't the ropes that made my heart stop. It was the altar. The ancient stone table where the ritual would take place. The same altar where, twenty-two years ago, Ophelia had made her first attempt to create the perfect vessel."Let her go." My voice rang through the ruins, steady despite the fear clawing at my chest. "She's not part of this. The ritual is about me. About my child."Lila laughed, a cold, brittle sound. "Oh, Essa. You still don't understand, do you? The ritual was never about you. It was always about her." She pointed at Sarah, her smile razor-thin. "She's the key. The blood sac

  • The Don's Forbidden Claim   The Serpent’s Soul

    "Say that again. Slowly."Dante's voice was hoarse, barely a whisper, but the command in it was unmistakable. He was propped against the headboard, pale and weak, but his eyes burned with the same fierce intensity they'd always held. I sat beside him on the bed, my hand still pressed against my stomach, my heart pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat."The Serpent's soul," he repeated, each word careful and deliberate. "Lila said the Order has been trying to resurrect it for centuries. The original founder. The one who created everything. His soul was too powerful to die, so they preserved it. Waiting for a vessel strong enough to contain it."I stared at him, my mind reeling. "And they think our child is that vessel?""They don't think. They know. The prophecy wasn't about uniting families. It was about creating a body for the Serpent to inhabit. A child born of three bloodlines. A child strong enough to carry the soul of a monster." He paused, his jaw tightening. "Lila told m

  • The Don's Forbidden Claim   The Serpent’s Lair

    "You're still breathing. That's a good sign."Lila's voice floated through the darkness, and I opened my eyes to find her sitting on the edge of the bed, watching me like a cat watches a wounded bird. My wrists were still bound, but the silk ties had been replaced with leather cuffs. The room was different from the one I'd woken in before. Smaller. Colder. A cell disguised as a bedroom."How long have I been here?" My voice came out hoarse, my throat dry."Three days. You've been in and out of consciousness. The sedative I gave you was strong." She reached out and brushed a strand of hair from my face. The gesture was almost tender. Almost. "You need to eat. The baby needs you strong.""The baby needs its father. And you put him in a coma."Lila's expression flickered. Just for a second. Then it was gone, replaced by that cold, calculated calm. "Dante is alive. The doctors say he might wake up. But that depends on you.""On me?""On whether you cooperate. On whether you give me what I

  • The Don's Forbidden Claim   The Serpent’s bite

    "You're supposed to be dead."Lila turned, her smile sharp as a blade. "Death is just another door, Essa. And I've always been good at finding my way back."The side door clicked shut behind her, and I stood frozen in the middle of the victory celebration, my heart pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. Dante was at my side in an instant, his hand on his weapon, his body between me and the woman I'd mourned."How?" The word came out broken. "I held you. I felt your pulse fade. You died in my arms.""I died in the arms of the woman I was programmed to become. But the real Lila was never there." She stepped closer, and I saw it now. The differences. The way she held herself. The cold calculation in her eyes. "The Lila you knew was a construct. A persona created by the Order to get close to you. The real me has been waiting for this moment since before you were born.""You're Order." Dante's voice was ice. "You've been Order this whole time.""I'm more than Order. I'm the heir to

  • The Don's Forbidden Claim   The Wrong Suite

    I never thought losing my virginity would feel like stepping into a trap.My heart hammered against my ribs as I stood outside the penthouse door on the 42nd floor, the keycard warm and slightly slick in my palm. Enzo had texted me the room number twice—Suite 4201. Don’t be late, baby. Tonight’s th

  • The Don's Forbidden Claim   The Lion's Den

    The blacked-out SUV carved through the city like a shark through dark water. I sat in the backseat beside Dante, my hands folded in my lap, my heart beating a steady war drum against my ribs. The driver—a silent, thick-necked man Dante had introduced as Marco—kept his eyes on the road, but I felt h

  • The Don's Forbidden Claim   Not his pawn

    Sophia's knock still echoed through the penthouse, sharp and urgent, but I didn't move toward the door. Neither did Dante. His eyes stayed locked on mine, storm-gray and unreadable, waiting. The question I'd been about to ask—tell me about the file, about the photos, about the surveillance on my a

  • The Don's Forbidden Claim   The Shadow on the Glass

    The window rattled harder, the shadow outside pressing against the sheer curtain like a ghost trying to break through.My heart slammed into my throat. I stumbled back from the balcony door, phone still clutched in my sweaty palm, the mysterious text about Dante’s “file” burning in my mind. Someone

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