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The Man Behind the Throne
Date de publication:
2026-02-08 22:35:00
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The King’s Broken Oath The Heirs of the Old Wolf
The mansion had not slept all day.Servants moved quickly through the hallways carrying trays of flowers, ribbons, wine glasses, decorations, and expensive fabrics while voices echoed softly from every direction.The once quiet estate had transformed completely.Lidia stood near the center of the large reception hall, holding a roll of silver ribbon while supervising the final decorations. Purple and black flowers lined the long marble staircase, soft golden lights wrapped around the pillars, and crystal chandeliers cast warm reflections across the polished floors.Everything looked elegant.Carefully planned.Erika walked down the staircase carrying wrapped gifts in both hands.“You know,” she muttered breathlessly, “for someone who said she didn’t want a big party, this looks like a royal celebration.”Lidia laughed softly for the first time that day.A real laugh.Short.But warm.“I blame Gennado.”“You should,” Erika replied immediately. “This man invited half the mafia world.”L
The King’s Broken Oath The night of truth
Dawn stretched quietly across the city.The sky carried soft shades of orange and gold, the cool breeze brushing gently against the garden trees as Lidia and Erika walked slowly toward the mansion.The house stood glowing softly beneath the fading evening light.Safe.Silent.Tony sat comfortably in his stroller, tiny fingers wrapped around the edge of his blanket while soft baby sounds escaped his lips every now and then.Lidia held Erika’s hand tightly.Not because she was afraid.But because she needed the warmth.The reminder.That despite everything—She still had something left.A calm smile rested on her lips as she glanced down at Tony.Life had taken so much from her.Her childhood.Her dreams.Her innocence.Yet somehow—She was still here.Still breathing.Still capable of smiling.And beside her stood the two people who mattered most now.Her son.And Erika.Lidia’s grip on Erika’s hand tightened slightly.Then she turned toward her.“Thank you.”The words came quietly.Bu
The King’s Broken Oath Buried Truths and Silent Promises
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—Carried something deeper than effort.Sweat clung to her skin, dampening the loose strands of hair stuck to her temples. Her arms burned. Her lungs tightened. But she didn’t stop.She couldn’t.Stopping meant thinking.And thinking meant feeling.Across the lawn—Erika appeared.Tony balanced gently on her hip.Her smile came first.Small.Forced.Fragile enough that Lidia saw through it instantly.The moment their eyes met—Lidia stopped.Without hesitation, she walked toward her.Fast.Erika barely had time to adjust Tony before Lidia wrapped her arms around her.Tightly.Warmly.Desperately.Erika stiffened for only a second.Then softened.Her free hand moved slowly to Lidia’s back.Hol
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 Night the Old Wolf Was Hunted
The warning reached Bruno at dawn.Not through his men.Not through his spies.Through his father.Gennado Deluca stood by the tall window of Bruno’s study, the early light casting silver across his iron-gray hair. He looked carved from stone, hands folded behind his back, eyes fixed on the city th
The King’s Broken Oath A Heart Under Siege
The next day broke with no mercy.Rome woke beneath gray skies, sirens still echoing from the night before, smoke rising from burned warehouses like ghosts that refused to rest. The newspapers screamed of war. The streets whispered Bruno Deluca’s name in fear and reverence.And inside the Deluca es
The King’s Broken Oath The Pain They Laughed At
Erika had not slept.The chair in the police station waiting area was hard and smelled of disinfectant, and every time the door opened her heart jumped—only to fall again when another stranger walked out instead of an officer calling her name.She rose and approached the desk for the fourth time th
The King’s Broken Oath Secrets Don’t Stay Buried
The phone rang just as Blanca poured herself a drink.Not her private line.The other one.The one that never rang unless something dangerous was happening.She stared at the screen a moment before answering.“Speak.”A man’s voice came through, distorted and low. “The report was delivered to Genna
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