LOGINIn a world ruled by blood and betrayal, love was never meant to be her destiny — it was her weapon. At twenty, Lidia Moretti thought she had already faced the worst life could offer — losing her mother young, enduring her aunt’s cruelty, and surviving years of silence. But when her uncle trades her to the most feared mafia boss in Italy, her life takes a turn darker than her nightmares. Bruno DeLuca, known as The Ice King, built his empire on control, vengeance, and an oath never to feel again. Women feared him. Men obeyed him. Love was a weakness he buried long ago. Until Lidia walked into his home — fragile, defiant, and utterly forbidden. What begins as a cruel arrangement turns into something dangerously intoxicating. Bruno can’t stay away from her. Lidia can’t escape him. Their worlds collide in a storm of passion, lies, and unspoken truths. But behind the walls of luxury and lust lies a deadly secret — one that ties them both to a past soaked in blood. When Lidia discovers she is the missing daughter of the mafia godfather, and Bruno learns he is the bastard son of his greatest enemy, their love becomes a war that could destroy the entire underworld. In a life built on oaths, one will break to protect her… and the other will burn everything to avenge her. She was sold as a pawn. He made her his queen. Together, they’ll rewrite the laws of power, loyalty, and love. “The King’s Broken Oath” is a dark, romantic, and emotionally charged mafia saga — where passion is dangerous, vengeance is seductive, and love is the deadliest game of all.
View MoreThe following morning arrived beneath a strange silence.There was no laughter echoing through the Deluca mansion. No playful voice from Tony running through the corridors. No servants chatting softly as they prepared breakfast.Even the walls seemed to understand that something had changed.Today was not a day for celebration.It was a day for reckoning.Bruno stood before the mirror in his bedroom, adjusting the cuff of his black shirt. His expression was cold, almost unreadable.Everything he wore was black.Black trousers.Black shirt.Black shoes.Black suit.Only one thing broke the darkness—a narrow touch of red folded neatly into the pocket of his jacket.A warning.A reminder.Blood would be spilled before the day ended.He stared at his reflection for several seconds.Tomorrow would be brutal.Not because he enjoyed violence.But because someone had crossed a line no one should have dared to cross.They had come for Lidia.They had come for Tony.And now there would be conse
The night had begun with tension, but somehow, it ended in laughter.For the first time in what felt like years, the Old Wolf mansion was filled with something that had become almost foreign to its walls—genuine happiness.Gennado sat at the head of the long dining table, watching the people around him with an expression none of them had seen often.Peace.Lidia sat beside Erika with Tony next to her. Bruno was across from them, occasionally reaching over to steal food from Tony’s plate only to have the little boy protest with an exaggerated frown.“That’s mine, Daddy!”The word made everyone pause.Bruno’s hand stopped halfway toward the plate.Then a smile slowly spread across his face.“Your food?”Tony nodded seriously.“My food.”Bruno leaned back in his chair.“Fine. I won’t steal it.”Tony immediately smiled and returned to eating.Lidia watched the exchange quietly.Something warm stirred inside her chest.It was strange.Not long ago, she had believed Bruno was the last perso
The black limousine pulled away from the deserted roadside, its engine humming softly as it merged onto the highway. Behind them, another convoy followed closely, carrying Bruno’s men and the captured attackers to another destination. The late afternoon sun painted the sky in warm shades of gold and crimson, but inside the car, silence settled like a heavy blanket. Lidia sat beside the window, Tony sat in their middle playing with a toy, completely unaware that only minutes earlier his life had nearly been stolen from him. She looked down at him and gently brushed the hair from his forehead. A long breath escaped her lips. Then, almost timidly, she turned toward Bruno. “Are… are we going back home?” Her voice was soft. Careful. Though shaken by everything that had happened, a small part of her still longed to see Erika before the day ended. She had promised to visit her, and after such a terrifying experience, she suddenly needed the comfort of her best friend’s presence. Bru
Scarlet sat frozen on the cream-colored sofa, her fingers trembling around her mother’s phone.The video played again.And again.Each replay felt like another blade sinking into her chest.It was the confrontation at the restaurant.Every slap.Every insult.Every word she had thrown at Lidia.Every humiliating second of Bruno defending another woman instead of her.The comments beneath the video multiplied by the second.“The Ice King chose another woman.”“Who is Lidia?”“Scarlet Mancini exposed.”“Justice for the servant girl.”“Bruno Deluca publicly humiliates his former fiancée.”Millions of views.Thousands of shares.The internet had turned her worst day into entertainment.Her breathing became shallow.She already knew what was coming.Her mother would never overlook something like this.“Tell me, Scarlet…”Blanca’s cold voice shattered the silence.Scarlet slowly lifted her head.Blanca stood near the window with the phone still in her hand, disappointment written across eve
The garden was alive with movement.The sharp sound of shoes striking stone.The crack of fists against padded shields.The low, firm instructions of the trainer cutting through the cool morning air.Lidia moved like someone trying to outrun her own thoughts.Every strike.Every turn.Every breath—
A new day rose over the city with a pale, uncertain light.Morning did not bring peace. It only revealed how tense everything had become.The restaurant stood at the edge of the old district, half-hidden between abandoned shops and shuttered warehouses. Once, it had been a place of laughter and mus
Lidia did not cry again.Tears were useless now.She tightened the scarf around her head, folding it low over her brow until only a thin line of her eyes showed. Erika watched as Lidia tore a strip of cloth from the edge of her torn dress and wrapped it across her bruised cheek, not to hide the wou
Bruno received the message just before sunrise.Lorenzo lost the girl.She is missing.The city is being searched.For a long moment, Bruno only stared at the screen of his phone.Then—He laughed.It was low at first, barely a sound, like air escaping his lungs after years of pressure. Then it gre






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