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Everyone warned me never to fall for Dante Moretti. They said he was the ghost of the Velasco family—an underboss who ordered hits without blinking, his heart colder than the barrel of his gun. But when he bent me over that mahogany desk, his mouth against my ear commanding me to say his name, I was stupid enough to think that was possession. It took me an entire year to see the truth. The photographs locked in his study drawer were never of me. The woman in white waiting for him in the cathedral district on Sunday mornings was never me. The girl who took a bullet for him, the one he called his "salvation"—her name is Elena Abate. And Elena happens to be my stepmother's daughter. My father is trying to sell me to a half-dead Agosti heir for five hundred million to save the family. My stepmother is scheming to erase me from existence entirely. And the man I thought would burn this city to the ground for me? On the day I needed him most, he was lifting Elena up a flight of stairs, cradling her like something sacred. They all thought I was just a pawn to be moved around their chessboard. They were wrong. If Dante can't let go of his precious white moonlight, his "salvation," then I'll become someone else's "widow." If Elena believes she's already won this game, I'll let her watch from the front row as a woman with nothing left to lose burns it all down. My name is Serafina. Remember it. Because I am about to become the reckoning none of them saw coming.
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The Lord's Plaything Chapter 11
The wedding was small.Dante wanted a spectacle—"Every family in the city needs to see"—but I refused."No. This is ours. Not theirs."We compromised on the Velasco estate's private chapel. Twenty guests. No press. No photographs.Marco stood as Dante's best man. I walked myself down the aisle.When I reached the altar, Dante leaned close. "No father to give you away?""I gave myself away years ago. You just finally caught up."The ceremony was short. The kiss was not.Afterward, at the reception, Marco made a toast."To Serafina and Dante. Proof that even the most stubborn people can figure it out eventually, as long as they're equally terrifying."Everyone laughed. I threw a bread roll at his head.Later, on the balcony overlooking the estate's gardens, Dante wrapped his arms around me from behind."So. What now?""Now we go on a honeymoon. Somewhere without cell service.""Tempting. But I meant long-term."I turned in his arms. "Long-term? We build something new. A family that doesn
The Lord's Plaything Chapter 10
I called Marco immediately."Where's Dante?""He's in a meeting. What's wrong?""Russo is alive. He's working with the Agosti family. They're planning something."Silence. Then: "How do you know this?""Emilio Agosti called me. He's not in a coma. He's been conscious the whole time.""Jesus Christ." I heard Marco start moving, shouts in the background. "Where are you?""The cottage. On the cliffs.""Stay there. Lock the doors. I'm sending a team.""Marco—where's Dante's meeting?"A hesitation."Marco!""He's at the old warehouse on Eleventh and Pier. Where we found you after the attack. He's been using it as a neutral meeting ground for the new business negotiations."The warehouse. Where Russo's men had beaten me bloody.Where Russo knew every entrance, every blind spot."It's a trap," I said. "The meeting is a trap.""I'm already calling him.""Call faster."I grabbed my keys and ran for the car.-The drive back to the city took three hours. I made it in two.The warehouse district
The Lord's Plaything Chapter 9
I spent the next three weeks in a small coastal town four hours from the city.No bodyguards. No credit cards. No Dante.It was terrifying and exhilarating in equal measure.I rented a cottage on the cliffs. I taught myself to cook. I walked on the beach every morning and thought about my mother—not the way she died, but the way she lived. The way she laughed. The way she used to dance in the kitchen when she thought no one was watching.I'd forgotten those things, buried under years of anger and grief.My father called once. I let it go to voicemail.Serafina, the Agosti family is demanding an explanation. You signed a contract. There are legal consequences—I blocked his number.Chiara and Elena had gone silent. Marco told me they'd fled to Europe after Dante cut them off. I didn't feel triumph. Just exhaustion.And through it all—Dante.He didn't call. He didn't track me down. He didn't send enforcers to drag me back.He just waited.Marco kept me updated. The Velasco family had und
The Lord's Plaything Chapter 8
I packed my bags that night.Dante found me in the guest room, folding clothes into my suitcase."Running away again?""No. Leaving. There's a difference."He leaned against the doorframe. "Russo's been dealt with. He won't be a problem anymore.""Good.""The Romanian situation is resolved. Elena's brother is being sent to South America. Elena herself has been informed that her connection to the family is terminated."I kept folding. "Congratulations. You're free of the Abate debt.""Yes."There was a long pause."Sera." His voice was odd. "Look at me."I looked.Dante's face was pale. His gray eyes were wide, almost lost. He looked nothing like the dangerous underboss I'd first met."I screwed up," he said. "With you. With everything. I thought I was keeping you safe. I thought I was playing a long game. But all I did was push you away.""Yes.""If I asked you to stay—really asked, no games, no power plays—would you?"I put down the shirt I was folding."Ask me, then.""Stay." The wor
The Lord's Plaything Chapter 2
I followed Dante's car across the bridge into the old district.He parked outside the converted apartment building. I parked a block away, hands steady on the wheel, eyes fixed on the entrance.She came out wearing a white dress.Of course she did.Elena Abate was exactly what I'd expected from the
The Lord's Plaything Chapter 1
I knew exactly what I was.The men in my father's circles called me a little demon in red lipstick. The wives whispered "whore" behind their fans while their husbands couldn't stop staring.Dante Moretti never stared. Not at first.He was the underboss of the Velasco family—cold-eyed, sharp-suited,
The Lord's Plaything Chapter 3
He took me to his penthouse.I stood in the foyer, arms crossed, while he dismissed Marco and poured himself a scotch."What are you doing?" he asked."I don't know what you mean.""You've been dodging me for a week. You cleared out your apartment. Your father's people are saying you've gone off the
The Lord's Plaything Chapter 6
I was discharged three days later.Dante wanted me to stay at his penthouse while I recovered. I didn't argue. My own apartment was empty, my accounts frozen, my father's house a hostile nation.So I let Dante play nurse. He was terrible at it."You're supposed to rest," he said, finding me in his s
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