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14. THE WOMAN

作者: Caelum Cayden
last update 公開日: 2026-07-18 18:35:32

LUNA

I never imagined Remi would come for me.

My father? Yes.

Not because he loved me, but because I was useful. I was his daughter, his investment, his bargaining chip. Losing me meant losing leverage, and men like Colton Voss didn't misplace their assets.

But Remi...

Remi owed me nothing.

Our engagement had always been a performance, carefully choreographed by two powerful families. We smiled when people watched, exchanged polite conversations over dinners we both wished would end sooner, and
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  • Unbound   14. THE WOMAN

    LUNAI never imagined Remi would come for me.My father? Yes.Not because he loved me, but because I was useful. I was his daughter, his investment, his bargaining chip. Losing me meant losing leverage, and men like Colton Voss didn't misplace their assets.But Remi...Remi owed me nothing.Our engagement had always been a performance, carefully choreographed by two powerful families. We smiled when people watched, exchanged polite conversations over dinners we both wished would end sooner, and discussed escape plans when no one was listening. We were never in love.He knew marrying me wasn't a dream. It was a sacrifice.And yet, he still came. My chest tightened painfully.He came with a gunshot wound that hadn't even healed. He came after Alessandro De Luca. He came into Ashmoor.For me.My vision blurred.“He is innocent,” I pleaded, the words tumbling out before I could stop them. "Please... don't hurt him."The devil smirked.“Funny,” he murmured.His amber eyes never left mine.

  • Unbound   13. THE FOOL

    ALESSANDRORemi started to cough blood. I rolled my eyes. The kid can’t take a punch in his stomach. Somehow, planned an attack on my home when he couldn’t even get past the outskirts of my city.Blonde hair. Pale skin. Boyish features. No wonder Luna wants to marry this guy.He looked less like an underboss's son and more like the lead actor in one of those romantic comedies my mother used to watch on Sunday afternoons.I am sure he blushes when Luna touches him.Now his face rested against my shoe. I nudged him away. He coughed harder.It hasn’t been at least a week since I shot his hand, stole his bride, and raised havoc in his territory.Yet here he was with one bandaged hand, two loyal idiots behind him, invading my territory.For love.Ridiculous.I stretched my hand and Marco placed his phone in my hand. I unlocked the live camera feed.Luna filled the screen.Wrists tied behind her back.Ankles bound.Blindfold secured.Cloth stuffed into her mouth.She twisted violently again

  • Unbound   12. THE DARKNESS

    LUNAAlessandro’s name used to be whispered in the dead of night like an old maid’s tale. His first kill happened when he was twelve years old. His father was attacked. If it weren’t for Sandro, his father would have died then.He is dead anyway, four years later.That’s when people truly feared that name.Both of his parents were dead. Rumour is that Alessandro created a blood bath at sixteen years old to protect his folks. He didn’t succeed. His parents were brutally murdered.For the next three months, Alessandro hunted every person down and cut their throats just as brutally. He was only sixteen.The main perpetrator remains mysterious, or so people thought.Naturally, hands pointed at Elio. There were two brothers. One throne. You get the gist.The real question is whether Elio is innocent or not?If he wasn’t, Alessandro would have killed him. Maybe Alessandro doesn’t have enough proof. I do.I smiled to myself. I need to know more about this Alessandro.I walked to the door and

  • Unbound   11. THE RAMEN

    LUNAI fucked up. Royally. He deserves it. I really meant what I said. But I still fucked it up. I should have kept my mouth shut. I can’t get un-kidnapped now. That wasn’t part of the plan or whatever plan my clumsy mind drafted.Footsteps hurled outside my door. Imagine building a castle and somehow becoming a miser when it comes to the walls. Alessando, at least, can make these walls and doors soundproof.My stomach growled loudly.Why the hell didn’t I try to steal food instead of a knife? Look where that got me—absolutely nowhere.“What are you going to do with her?” I heard Mateo ask.One more time, I found myself pressing my ears against the door.“I won’t do anything now. Not yet. Inform our men. We are not going to do anything. Colton will go insane because of the silence.”I smiled.“Her father will imagine the worst. She already got a reputation. This will only prove the point. Honour is everything for Colton. This damage is irreversible.”I am not smiling anymore. I hate m

  • Unbound   10. THE DRAGON

    LUNAWhy the fuck didn’t I born as a bird? A dragon would be nice too. I get to kill men.—Luna’s Journal“What the fuck is she doing outside her room?”Sandro didn’t shout. Didn’t raise his voice over his usual decibel. Didn’t look angry. His face didn’t turn red. I am sure his eyes stayed the same. But I can feel the weight of his gaze on my back.I gripped the knife hard, pressing my hands closer to the shirt I am wearing.Yup, I stole the knife despite the warning.Who said I would listen to advice, least of all a man’s?Matias and Marco stared in silence. Marco’s eyes fell on my fists, and he shook his head, slowly muttering something that sounded like unbelievable.“You are beyond saving.” He says to me.“Turn around.” The order came from Sandro, who is behind.My back stiffened instantly.Something about his voice, something about how low and dangerous it sounds, makes me imagine the worst.My body complied on its own.I slowly turned around to find him filling the doorway in a

  • Unbound    9. THE KNIFE

    LUNA I am nineteen. I was supposed to get married before twenty. Women in the Matrix age differently compared to the outside world. No, the correct explanation is that mafia men view the women differently. If they are eighteen, they are old enough to get married. If they are twenty-one and single, they are way too old to get married, even for a guy twice their age. The women in our outfit won’t be caught dead in jeans outside their houses. We were raised to be proper, prim, poised and become a trophy wife. High school was the highest degree we could ever get. So, in short, we are just a bobby-popping machine. We produce heirs. And some more heirs. Every man in Matric dedicates half of his life to protecting our honour. In short, they wanted virgin lambs to get married. You know, the awful custom of presenting bloodied after the wedding night—yup, we have it. Back to me, my father and all the Matrix he ruled, see this kidnapping as a stain on their reputation. I mean, how dare Ale

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