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82. The Shadow That Returns
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2025-12-10 17:33:49
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The Tyrant's Bride Vow 121. The Devil's Bargain
The black SUV sped through the empty highway.Rain clouds gathered above the city.Inside the car, Neo and Nova had fallen asleep in their child seats after crying themselves exhausted.Luna sat beside them, occasionally checking their condition.Meanwhile, Enola sat in the front passenger seat.Her gaze remained fixed on the road ahead.Silent.Thinking.Clarisse's words still echoed inside her head."I don't want love anymore.""I want security."Enola understood that feeling more than anyone.Because she had once lived her entire life chasing the same thing.Security.A place she could call hers.A position no one could take away.A future she could control.The difference was that Enola had Damian.Clarisse had no one.And people with nothing left to lose were often the most dangerous.Her phone vibrated.Damian.Enola answered immediately."Where are you?"His voice sounded tense."We're heading home.""Any problems?"Enola glanced at the rear-view mirror.For the first time—she
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 120. The Price of Fear
"Madam!"Luna's voice cracked through the phone.Enola shot up from her chair.For a second, her heart seemed to stop beating."What happened?""Neo and Nova aren't in their room."The world went silent.Completely silent.Damian, who had been standing near the window, immediately turned around.His eyes met Enola's.Her face had gone pale."What do you mean they're not there?" Enola asked quietly."I only stepped out for a few minutes to receive a report from Hayle. When I came back, the babysitter said they were gone."The phone nearly slipped from Enola's hand.Damian was already beside her."What happened?"Enola looked up at him."Neo and Nova are missing."For the first time since their marriage, Enola watched the color drain from Damian's face.Not anger.Not coldness.Fear.Real fear.**Twenty minutes later, the entire mansion was in chaos.Guards rushed in and out.Ethan was answering calls nonstop.The babysitter was crying.Luna kept reviewing security footage.Damian stoo
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 119. Ghosts Don’t Stay Buried
The house was too quiet.Not abandoned quiet.Occupied quiet.The kind that made every sound feel wrong.Damian slowly stepped in front of Enola the moment the footsteps echoed upstairs. His arm instinctively moved slightly in front of her waist, shielding her without even looking back.“Stay behind me,” he said calmly.Enola noticed it immediately.Not control.Not dominance.Protection.That subtle difference did something strange to her chest.The old wooden floor creaked beneath Damian’s shoes as they moved deeper into the dark house. Moonlight slipped weakly through cracked windows, barely illuminating the hallway.The air smelled old.Dust.Rain.And faint perfume.Feminine.Enola’s heels clicked softly behind Damian. The sound blended with the distant storm outside.Another floorboard groaned upstairs.Someone had definitely been here.Recently.Damian’s expression hardened. He reached inside his coat slowly, fingers brushing the handgun secured beneath his jacket.Enola lowere
The Tyrant's Bride Vow Chapter 118 — The Things Buried With Fire
The penthouse felt too quiet.Rain tapped softly against the glass walls while the city lights below flickered like distant embers. Somewhere behind them, the fireplace crackled low, but even that warmth couldn’t soften the tension filling the room.Enola sat on the edge of the sofa with Hayle’s rescued laptop resting on her thighs.The screen glowed against her pale face.Damian stood near the minibar, one hand inside his pocket, the other holding a glass untouched for the past ten minutes.Neither of them spoke.The file remained open between them like a wound.A transfer document.An old transaction.Illegal funding.The sender wasn’t Reginald.Wasn’t Clarine.Wasn’t Victor.It was the name of Clarisse’s adoptive family.And beneath the approval section—Alexander Cassel’s signature.Enola slowly lifted her eyes toward Damian.“Your father knew about this…”The words settled heavily in the room.Damian’s jaw tightened slightly.Not angry.Not cold.Just… shaken.That alone felt unf
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 117. The Devil You Disturb
Rain poured heavily across the city.The black sedan cut through the wet streets at high speed while thunder rumbled somewhere above the skyline. The atmosphere inside the car felt suffocatingly quiet.Enola stared outside the window without blinking.Streetlights blurred into streaks of gold against the rain-covered glass.Beside her, Damian sat unusually still.His jaw was tight.One hand rested against his knee while the other held his phone, waiting for updates from Ethan.But his attention kept drifting back to Enola.She had not said a single unnecessary word since they left Royal Cassel Hotel.And somehow…that frightened him more.Because Enola’s silence tonight did not feel cold.It felt controlled.Like someone standing calmly in the middle of a burning building while deciding who deserved to die first.“Hayle is alive.”Ethan’s voice suddenly came through the speaker from Damian’s phone.Enola’s eyes finally shifted.“He suffered minor burns and smoke inhalation,” Ethan con
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 116. The Queen Beside The Devil
The rain had not stopped since dawn.Thin streams of water slid down the giant glass windows of the penthouse, blurring the gray skyline outside into something cold and distant. Summer was supposed to feel warm, but tonight the city looked like it had been swallowed by a storm.Enola stood in front of the mirror while fastening the diamond earrings Luna had prepared for her earlier.Her reflection stared back at her quietly.Elegant.Sharp.Untouchable.But her eyes still carried exhaustion.Not weakness anymore.Just exhaustion.Behind her, Damian stepped out of the dressing room wearing a black suit with the first two buttons of his shirt undone. His tie hung loose around his neck, and the moment his eyes landed on Enola, his steps slowed.For a second, neither of them spoke.The tension between them lately had changed.Still dark.Still dangerous.But no longer fragile.Now it felt like two people standing side by side against a world trying to tear them apart.Damian stopped behin
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 88. The Silent Ruins Among Us
Damian’s situation.At the hotel.Spring was slowly stirring outside the window of the hotel where Damian was staying. Rain had been falling since dawn, wetting the glass balcony that opened onto the city. Damian had just finished a meeting with Moreau-Europe investors when he returned to his offi
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 84. The Last Fire of Winter
Winter will soon come to an end. However, the snow is still falling heavily and slowly. The wind feels colder even though all this will soon be over. Some people hope that something will end quickly, such as the war that will soon be extinguished.The old airport on the southern outskirts of the ci
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 83. The Beginning of The End
Snow had been falling heavily since noon, making the night sky look like a sheet of cracked ash. The city still bore the scars of the cold war between Adrian and Clarisse—and now both of them were at a point of no return.Clarisse moved faster than anyone expected. From her hiding place, she contac
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 79. Shadows of Blood That Never Existed
The snow fell heavily that night, covering the entire city sky with a silent but eerie white. Behind the glass window of Adrian’s private office, the city lights glowed dimly like dying stars. Adrian stood with his back to the city, his hand clutching a glass of whiskey as if weighing whether to dr
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