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The Empty Chair

作者: Rea melusi
last update 公開日: 2026-02-15 21:39:30

Dawn crept in like a thief.

A pale line of light slipped through the cracked shutters of the safe house, touching the dust in the air and the bloodstains on the floor. The room felt wrong—too still, too empty. The kind of silence that did not belong to sleep but to something already broken.

Since Lidia had been brought there, the place had never been quiet.

There had always been something—her breathing, the rattle of chains, the muffled sound of movement when she shifted on the chair where they
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  • The King’s Broken Oath   The First Smile

    The morning sun spilled across the garden, bathing the roses in soft golden light. After breakfast, Flaviana led Lidia and Erika outside with a pot of freshly brewed tea. The three women settled beneath a white gazebo wrapped in blooming vines, where a cool breeze carried the sweet scent of jasmine through the air.For a long moment, no one spoke.Flaviana wrapped both hands around her teacup before finally lifting her eyes to Lidia.“My child…”Her voice trembled.“There are many things you don’t know.”Lidia looked at her quietly.“When you disappeared…” Flaviana continued, “…this house became empty.”She smiled bitterly before shaking her head.“I couldn’t sleep. Every night I sat by the front gate waiting for you to walk back through it. I cried until I had no tears left. Eventually I became so sick the doctors ordered me to stay in bed.”Lidia lowered her eyes.Guilt slowly settled over her heart.“I never blamed you,” Flaviana whispered. “I blamed myself.”Silence stretched betw

  • The King’s Broken Oath   A House Filled with Old Memories

    “What!”The scream echoed through the unfamiliar bedroom.Lidia and Erika stared at one another for only a heartbeat before rushing toward the door.Neither bothered fixing their messy hair.Neither cared that they were still wearing the comfortable clothes someone had changed them into the night before.The only thing on their minds was getting out.Their hurried footsteps thundered down the grand staircase.Lidia’s breathing quickened as the familiar marble floors came into view.The crystal chandelier.The polished wooden railings.The enormous family portraits.Recognition struck her like lightning.Her feet slowed.“No…”Her voice was barely audible.Erika followed her gaze.“This is…”Before she could finish, a warm, familiar voice drifted from the dining room.“My child?”Lidia slowly turned.Standing beside the enormous dining table was Flaviana.The elderly woman wore her usual apron, carefully arranging plates while humming softly to herself.The table before her overflowed

  • The King’s Broken Oath   An Unexpected Morning

    The following morning, golden rays of sunlight slipped through the sheer curtains, painting soft patterns across the bedroom floor.Lidia stirred first and then stood.Across the room, Erika shifted beneath the blanket before lazily opening one eye.She watched Lidia disappear into the bathroom and smiled to herself.Moments later the bathroom door opened again.Fresh from her shower, Lidia stepped out wearing a simple cream-colored sweater and black trousers. Her damp hair rested over her shoulders, and for the first time in a long while, the heaviness that usually clouded her face had eased.Erika blinked.“You look refreshed.”Lidia paused before the mirror.A small smile curved her lips.“I feel refreshed.”She picked up a towel and gently dried her hair.“I stayed awake for a long time last night after Father spoke to me.”Erika quietly listened.“I kept asking myself one question.”She looked at her own reflection.“How long am I going to keep carrying the past?”Silence settled

  • The King’s Broken Oath    A Chance for Redemption

    The words lingered between them long after Gennado finished speaking.The fire in the corner crackled softly, filling the silence that neither of them seemed willing to break.Gennado rested both hands on his cane, his eyes never leaving Lidia’s face.Years of reading people had taught him when someone was fighting a battle inside themselves.Lidia wasn’t simply listening.She was breaking.“When you went missing,” Gennado said quietly, his voice carrying none of the authority that usually commanded an entire underworld, “Bruno lost himself.”Lidia’s fingers tightened around the edge of the chair.“He became reckless.”A bitter smile crossed the old wolf’s lips.“The Bruno the world feared disappeared.”His eyes drifted toward the window as memories resurfaced.“He tore cities apart looking for you.”“He questioned anyone who claimed they had seen you.”“He barely slept.”“He stopped eating properly.”“He even started making mistakes during meetings.”Gennado chuckled softly.“A thing

  • The King’s Broken Oath   A Heart Still Afraid

    The following morning, a black luxury Mercedes rolled through the gates of the old wolf’s mansion.The servants had barely finished breakfast preparations when the vehicle stopped in front of the entrance.Lidia stood near the staircase with Tony balanced on her hip while Erika peeked through the large window.“Oh no.”Erika immediately knew who it was.Lidia closed her eyes.Not again.A servant opened the door and accepted several large packages from Bruno’s men.Within minutes, the living room was overflowing with boxes.Some contained toys.Others contained expensive children’s clothes.Several carried famous designer labels.The largest package held the keys to a brand-new Mercedes.Resting on top was a small white envelope.Lidia already knew what it contained.With a sigh, she opened it.Two simple words greeted her.Forgive Me.Lidia almost laughed.Almost.Instead, frustration rose inside her chest.A week.An entire week.Flowers.Jewelry.Designer bags.Shoes.Luxury watche

  • The King’s Broken Oath   Too Late to Be a Hero

    The office remained silent after Lidia’s cries faded away.Bruno was still kneeling on the floor.Motionless.Broken.The sound of the door opening barely registered in his mind.Gennado stepped inside quietly.His sharp eyes immediately took in the scene.Lidia’s tear-stained face.Bruno kneeling.The despair hanging heavily in the air.For a moment, the old wolf simply stood there.Then he walked forward.Without saying a word, he placed a gentle hand on Bruno’s shoulder.The simple gesture carried more comfort than any speech could have.Bruno lowered his head.His chest tightened painfully.He looked less like the feared king of the underworld and more like a lost child.Gennado squeezed his shoulder briefly before walking toward Lidia.“My dear.”Lidia wiped her face quickly.Trying to regain some composure.But her swollen eyes betrayed her.Gennado reached down and gently helped her stand.“There is enough for today.”His voice was soft.Fatherly.The kind of voice Lidia had wi

  • The King’s Broken Oath   Three Days to the Trap

    Lorenzo did not scream when the reports came in.He did not throw glasses or curse his men the way Bruno would have.He simply stood in the center of his war room, staring at the digital map where red markers blinked like open wounds across his empire.Three docks.Two warehouses.A casino front.O

  • The King’s Broken Oath   When Kings Speak in Shadows

    “The only man foolish enough to challenge a king himself,” the voice mocked through the phone.Bruno’s fingers tightened around the device.“Lorenzo,” he murmured. The name tasted like poison. Rage burned in his chest, but his voice remained steady—cold, disciplined. He would not give his enemy the

  • The King’s Broken Oath   When Serpents Share a Tongue

    A pause.Then, “Very well,” the man said. “You’ll hear from me soon.”The call ended.Bruno closed the laptop slowly and leaned back in his chair. He reached for a cigarette, lighting it with steady hands. Smoke curled through the dim room as his thoughts sharpened into something lethal.“Lorenzo,”

  • The King’s Broken Oath   Lorenzo’s POV — The Man Who Would Not Kneel

    War had never scared Lorenzo, Tally Man.He had grown up among gun smoke and blood-soaked promises. He had buried men before they learned how to shave. Death was familiar. Predictable.But tonight—Tonight was different.From the upper floor of an abandoned textile factory, Lorenzo watched Costa No

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