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Possession in Public

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Her vision blurred.

Her knees buckled.

Her breath shattered.

And right there, before the entire household—

Scarlet collapsed.

Bruno didn’t look back.

“Wake her up,” he commanded coldly as he walked away, taking his seat on the leather couch like a king waiting for tribute. His attention was already fixed on the staircase, on the room where Lidia would soon disappear to change into one of the dresses he had chosen.

Scarlet heard his voice.

Not concern.

Not panic.

No softness.

Only indifference.

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  • The King’s Broken Oath   The Death Of Old Dreams

    The room felt smaller after Lidia returned.Not because of the walls—But because of the silence sitting between the two women.Erika looked up immediately the moment the door closed behind Lidia. One glance at her face was enough to know something had changed again.Lidia moved slowly across the room, her expression unreadable, her thoughts too loud behind her quietness.Tony slept peacefully on the bed, unaware of the storm growing around his mother.“What happened?” Erika asked softly.Lidia stopped beside the window.For a second—She said nothing.Then she turned.“I spoke to Gennado.”Erika sat up straighter immediately.“And?”Lidia inhaled slowly.“I told him I want to investigate my mother’s death.”Her voice hardened slightly.“And punish Rosa and Luca myself.”The words dropped heavily into the room.Erika’s face drained slowly of color.“No…”She shook her head instantly.“No, Lidia.”Lidia remained standing still.“I also agreed to continue training.”That broke whatever

  • The King’s Broken Oath   The Quiet Beginning of War

    The gates closed behind the convoy with a soft, final click.Home.Or something close enough to it.Lidia stepped out of the SUV first, Tony balanced securely on her hip, his small fingers curled into her dress as if even he sensed the shift in the air. Erika followed behind, arms full of shopping bags, her expression lighter than it had been in days.“You saw his face when you picked that tiny suit,” Erika muttered, nudging Lidia lightly. “That boy is going to be spoiled.”Lidia allowed a faint smile.“He deserves it.”They walked inside.The house greeted them with quiet order—staff moving discreetly, lights warm, everything exactly where it should be.But Lidia didn’t linger.Didn’t settle.Her mind was already somewhere else.After settling Tony and handing the bags to a servant, she stood still for a moment in the middle of her room.Thinking.Weighing.Deciding.Then—She turned.And walked out.The hallway stretched long and silent as she made her way toward Gennado’s study. He

  • The King’s Broken Oath   Graves, Ghosts, and Promises Unbroken

    Morning didn’t feel different.But something had shifted.Lidia stood by the window, her fingers resting lightly against the curtain as she watched the driveway below. The gates opened slowly, guards moving in quiet coordination, their presence no longer unfamiliar—but not entirely welcome either.Behind her, Erika stretched lazily on the bed, Tony beside her, babbling softly as he played with the edge of a pillow.“You’ve been staring out there for ten minutes,” Erika said, her voice light but observant.Lidia didn’t turn.“I want to go out.”That got Erika’s attention.She sat up.“Out… out?” she asked, a smile already forming.Lidia nodded.Slow.Certain.It hadn’t been easy convincing Gennado.The moment she mentioned stepping outside, his expression had tightened, his eyes scanning her like he was measuring risk against something he wasn’t willing to lose again.“No guards?” he had asked.“No,” she had replied.That had ended quickly.Now—Two cars waited.One for her.One for th

  • The King’s Broken Oath   The Distance Between Words

    “I don’t have anything against you, sir.”Lidia’s voice came out calm.Too calm.Carefully measured, like every word had been tested before it was allowed to leave her mouth.“I should even thank you,” she continued, her gaze steady but distant, never quite settling into his. “If I hadn’t come to your house… I might never have crossed paths with Mr. Gennado.”A pause.Small.Controlled.“Even if it took time for the truth to come out… I’m still grateful.”Silence followed.Not empty—Heavy.Bruno didn’t move.Didn’t blink.His eyes stayed locked on her face, searching, dissecting, reading between every word she had just spoken.Because he knew that tone.Too well.Gratitude wrapped in distance.Politeness used as a shield.A voice that said thank you—But meant stay away.Something tightened in his chest.Slow.Painful.Each word she had spoken pressed deeper, like something sharp dragging across a place he didn’t know could bleed.He let out a quiet breath.Barely noticeable.Then—“

  • The King’s Broken Oath   The Weight of What Was Done

    The house had grown quieter over the week.Not empty—Just settled.Lidia moved through it more freely now, her steps less guarded, her eyes no longer scanning every corner like danger lived behind the walls. She had learned the rhythm of the place—the timing of footsteps, the tone of voices, the way the staff moved without intrusion.It wasn’t trust.But it was… something close to breathing again.That morning—It broke.The sound of the front door echoed faintly through the hall.Heavy.Certain.Not like the others.Lidia stilled mid-step.Tony shifted in her arms as her grip tightened instinctively, pulling him closer against her chest. Her body reacted before her mind could catch up, her pulse rising sharply.Something—Felt wrong.Then she heard it.A voice.Low.Controlled.Too familiar.Her breath hitched.Her fingers trembled slightly against the fabric wrapped around Tony.“No…” she whispered under her breath.Erika looked up immediately.“What—?”But Lidia didn’t answer.She

  • The King’s Broken Oath   Half-Truths and Hidden Fires

    The study held its breath.Not the kind of silence that comforted—The kind that waited.Gennado didn’t sit.He remained standing near the desk, one hand resting against the polished wood, the other hanging loosely by his side. His gaze never left Lidia, sharp and searching, as though peeling back layers she hadn’t spoken yet.“Did you recognize the men that took you?”The question came without warning.Direct.Heavy.Lidia’s fingers tightened slightly in her lap.She had known it would come.Still—It settled deep.She lifted her head.Met his eyes.Then—Nodded.Gennado’s jaw tightened.A muscle flickered beneath his skin.“Lorenzo’s men,” he said.Not a question.A conclusion.Already formed.Lidia didn’t argue.Didn’t correct.Because the truth—Sat too close to that line to deny.The air shifted.Darker.Gennado turned slightly, pacing once before stopping again.His mind moved quickly, connecting pieces, building something dangerous from fragments.“Who helped you escape?”Lidia

  • The King’s Broken Oath   A Mother Walks Into the Lion’s Den

    Bruno stilled.Her next words were calm.Deadly.“You end this war with Lorenzo…”Her gaze sharpened.“Or I tell him the truth.”The air between them froze.“…that his son is the man trying to kill him.”Gennado inhaled sharply.Bruno didn’t move.For a few seconds, the restaurant noise seemed to f

  • The King’s Broken Oath    Price of Blood

    Before noon, the envelope arrived.It was placed quietly beside Bruno’s plate while he sat at the long oak table in the dining hall of the DeLuca estate. The servant who delivered it bowed slightly and left without a word.Bruno didn’t touch the food in front of him.His eyes remained fixed on the

  • The King’s Broken Oath   Secrets at the Dinner Table

    The call to Vivian was short.Gennado did not dress it in poetry or apology. He stood by the tall window of his study, the city spread beneath him like a chessboard already soaked in blood.“He has agreed,” he said into the phone. “Same place. Same date.”On the other end, Vivian’s breath did not c

  • The King’s Broken Oath   What the Old Wolf Confessed

    The message from his father came just before midnight.Come to the estate. Alone.No explanations. No courtesy. Just command.Bruno read it twice, then once more, his jaw tightening as he slipped his phone into his pocket. He left his study without a word to his men, took a single car instead of a

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