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Chapter 14 — Cracks in the Armor
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Two days passed without Sera leaving her suite after witnessing the murder she saw Valerio perpetrate.She stayed huddled on the oversized velvet sofa, wrapped in a blanket, jolting at every knock, every creak of footsteps outside the hall.Her mind went round and round with it over and over — the calculating competence, the factual brutality.She couldn't *want* a person like that.She *couldn't*.And yet…She slept with him at night.Of silk and blood.Of pinning hands and bruising mouths, a voice speaking foul, awful promises on the skin.She woke gasping, dripping with sweat, legs clenched around an ache she was not about to name anything.*It's fear,* she lied to herself.*Nothing else.*She was lying though.And despised herself for it.---On the third day, gifts arrived.The first was a simple, elegant box set on the coffee table when she didn't notice.Inside, supported by black velvet, was a thin, delicate anklet of gold.Delicate. Thin.And a tiny ruby pendant shaped like
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Morning light poured across the suite like molten gold.Sera sat at the breakfast table, gazing at the new note lying neatly beside her untouched food.> **Today's rules:**>> 1. You will greet me on your knees.> 2. You will wear the dress I've chosen.> 3. You will not lie to me.Three simple things.Three impossible things.Her stomach twisted into knots.*On my knees?**Like a pet. Like a whore.*She pushed the card away roughly and picked up a piece of toast, her trembling hands.No. No, she wouldn't do this. Wouldn't.She'd already given him too much — her silence, compliance, betrayals of her body's shame.If she gave him her dignity too.She'd have nothing left.---She broke the first rule.When the heavy knock shook her door, Sera stood tall.Heart racing, sweat trickling down her spine, she slammed open the door.Valerio stood there.Sin incarnate in a crisp black suit, tie loose around his neck, his dark hair rumpled as if he'd just run his fingers through it in frustrati
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The night pressed against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the suite, a black velvet curtain dotted with city lights.Sera stood at the glass, arms clasped tightly around her chest, trying to contain the storm inside her.She hated him.She hated the way he made her feel.She hated the way her body responded to him — starving, desperate, hungry.And she detested that aspect of her, this dark, starving aspect of her she barely knew, *loved* the way he unraveled her.*You need to leave,* she told herself.*You need to remind yourself who you are.*It was too late, however.The man had stitched himself into her skin, into her very breaths.And she couldn't unravel him.---Behind her, the door of the suite quietly clicked shut.Heavy footsteps strode across the room, slow and deliberate.Sera tensed.She did not turn around.She did not have to.She felt him — Valerio — like a stormfront sweeping in.Dangerous. Imminent."Sera," he said, his voice a dark caress.She winced at his use of h
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Sera rested against the side of the enormous bed, looking at the velvet cuffs dangling from the headboard.Her wrists still burned from where Valerio had bound them to his tie in the elevator.Her thighs still ached from the rejection he'd teased her with sadistically.And here she was.His captive.Again.Shrouded in silk sheets, choking on the scent of him.She hated him.She hated herself more for how much her body hurt for him anyway.---The door creaked open with a resounding *thud.*Valerio stepped in, shedding his black suit jacket, rolling up the sleeves of his crisp white shirt.The tattoos on his forearms rippled with every movement, wicked and dark.Sera winced involuntarily.He saw it.Of course he did.And he smiled — that slow, ruinous smile that made her thighs clench against her will."Relaxed, *angel?*"he asked, voice heavy with sarcasm.She said nothing.Just glared.Valerio chuckled, low and menacing."You'll learn, little dancer.""You'll learn to answer when I s
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The estate chapel smelled of damp stone and hidden secrets. Sparkling dust dotted the beams of light that passed through stained glass, casting crimson and indigo shadows on the chill floor. Sera watched beside Valerio at the altar as Dario shoved aside a concealed panel at the rear of an antique crucifix.A faint groan burst forth from the concealed vault as it creaked open."Your mother hid things in this house she didn't trust the family with," Dario whispered, pulling out a worn, leather-bound box. "She had no idea Lucrezia had spies within her inner circle."Valerio took the box cautiously, his teeth gritted. The seal on the cover—his mother's monogram—was unbroken, but broken. There were documents, files, and an ancient black flash drive, swathed in silk."She knew," he whispered, his voice low. "She always knew something was about to happen."Sera touched a light hand on his arm, bringing him back.They retreated to the main house and barricaded the doors. Valerio ordered Dario
Velvet Chains Chapter 83 – Valerio & Sera
The chapel smelled of wax and dust, an odd mix of religion and decay. Moonlight filtered through the broken stained glass, shattering colors on Valerio's face as he opened the hidden compartment beneath the altar.Sera knelt next to him, holding the light in place. Her fingers brushed his as he bent down, grasping a dented metal lockbox covered in soot and decades."This is it?" she whispered.Valerio nodded, his expression fixed in a grim line. "If Dario told the truth.".He opened the box. Yellowed documents, vintage photographs, and a set of cassette tapes were in the folds of a velvet cloth. He took one out, his gloved hand trembling slightly. Printed on the label: *Lucrezia – 2007*.Sera edged forward, her heart pounding. "Is that. your mother's year of passing?"Valerio did not say a word. He stood, carrying the box to the small office behind the confessional. Dust swirled in the shaft of light as he pulled out the old player Dario had stashed away for them in advance. The tape
Velvet Chains Chapter 82 - Velvet Chains
The night air was crisp with a biting edge as Valerio rested against the balcony of the Verona compound, the city lights below him a blur of gold and shadow. His fingers curled around the wrought-iron railing, his shoulders knotting with tension. Footsteps whispered softly against marble behind him—Sera."You disappeared again," she said, her voice lightly marked with concern.He didn't turn. "I needed air."She walked beside him, arms wrapping around his waist from behind, chin settling into the hollow between his shoulder blades. "You're not alone now. You don't have to keep holding this by yourself."Valerio closed his eyes. "I know. But every secret we uncover… it wears away everything I was certain of."Sera moved beside him, her hand brushing his. "That's how we build something new. From the ashes."He turned, holding her face. "Promise me something."She gazed up at him, unwavering. "Anything.""If I fall too far into this darkness, pull me back. Even if I fight you. Even if I
Velvet Chains Chapter 81 - Valerio & Sera
Betrayal never came easily to the Romanos. And silence on the part of Valerio in the days following the assault was an omen for war.Sera sat on the edge of the large desk in Valerio's office, watching him as he stared at the wall of screens with that unnerving serenity she was becoming all too used to. He'd only uttered a few words since Dario's betrayal. Since they'd buried three men and escaped with their lives."Are you going to talk to me?" she asked quietly.Valerio did not turn. "There's nothing left to say. We move. We strike.""You think I don't want that too?" Sera shoved off the desk, bridging the space between them. "But you can't shut down like this. Not with everything coming."He turned to her finally, and the heaviness in his eyes was something darker than anger. It was grief, it was guilt—the silent hurt of a man unraveling."Every time I let one in, I bury them. My mother first. Then my men. Dario was the last piece of family I had left."Sera's hand rose and touched
Velvet Chains Chapter 80 – Burn the Silence
The chapel smelled of dust, old incense, and secrets buried in stone. Beneath the crucifix and shattered stained glass, Valerio opened the crypt hidden in the floorboards. The darkness inside wasn't just physical—it was generational. Legacy. Lies.Sera was right behind him, flashlight clutched tightly in her hand as he descended into the area beneath the altar."Careful," she whispered."Always," he snarled, his voice gritty with the weight of everything he'd learned.He found it in a rusted lockbox, hidden beneath decaying fabric and family heirlooms. There were photos, ledgers, names written in ink that had blurred with time. Dario had told the truth—Lucrezia hadn't just orchestrated the fire. She'd bought loyalty in blood and in silence.And now she was building something darker.Valerio materialized, his jaw set, holding the box against his chest as though it might explode."We're not just taking her down," he snarled, voice low. "We're burning everything she's built."Sera steppe
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Velvet Chains Chapter 78 - Specters in the Wine Cellar
The cellar beneath the Verona estate was colder than Sera expected. Not from the stone or the shadows—but from the weight of memory that clung to every brick. Valerio led her, his torch casting uncertain light on vaulted ceilings and cobwebbed wine racks that had not seen a disturbance in decades.Dario's warning echoed in her head. "The evidence is under the chapel. Behind the pretend wall in the wine cellar."Valerio found the wall in an instant, eyes sharpened by revenge and memory. He knocked on the stone until a hollow knock gave it away. A breath thereafter, a panel creaked outward with the sound of a coffin lid.Behind the wall lay rows of metal drawers. Files. Documents. Photographs.Evidence.Valerio grabbed a thick file and flipped it open. His fingers froze. A photograph. His mother—smiling, unaware—circled in red ink. A second photo beneath it showed the same woman stepping into a car. Her death car. The date stamped in the corner chilled the air.“It was planned down to t
Velvet Chains Chapter 77 - Shadows of the Past
The chapel was wrapped in cold quiet. Dust clung to the air like secrets too heavy for speech. Valerio crept slowly down the aisle, every step echoing under the vaulted ceiling. Sera followed hard behind, her eyes scanning the candlelit walls, the worn frescoes of saints and martyrs who long ago had stopped listening.They reached the altar. Dario had been very clear. At the rear of the pulpit, under the seventh tile.Valerio knelt and pushed it open.Under the stone was a vacant space, and in it, an old metal box.He yanked it loose, his own breath ragging in the weight of it—not the physical weight, exactly, but the history that filled it. He set it on the floor and sprung the catch. The hinges shrieked loudly as the top groaned open.Inside were files, photos, letters written in hand—letters imprinted with blood and betrayal, stamped indelibly.Sera knelt by him, reaching out to grab a letter. It was to Lucrezia, in a bold, flowing hand.*"The fire is scheduled. The boy will surviv
Velvet Chains Chapter 76 - A Blood Pact Under the Chapel
Centuries-old secrets were whispered through the stone walls of the chapel as Valerio, Sera, and Dario descended the spiral stair under the altar. The air was thick with dust, its silence disturbed only by the echo of footsteps and the flickering light of the old oil lamp Dario held."This room hasn't been disturbed in decades," he said, the flames casting ominous shadows on his face. "My father said it was for prayer. He lied."Valerio ran his hand over the damp stone wall, his eyes slitting. "How many lies must we uncover before this war ends?"Sera remained close to him, her hand brushing against his as they went deeper into the earth. She felt the heaviness in him—the way he carried the weight of every betrayal, every loss, every flame that ever burned beneath his family's name.At the bottom of the stairs, they entered a narrow corridor with iron doors along the walls. Dario stopped in front of the third."This is it."He entered a code on a rusted keypad, and the door screeched
