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Waking up to my sin
Last Updated : 2026-03-11
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Leona thought she knew betrayal when her greedy mother, Betty, tried to sell her to the cruel Dante. But her world truly shattered when she was "claimed" by Malakai, her lethal step-brother and a possessive Mafia enforcer. Their obsession was a furious, forbidden sin—until a brutal ambush in the Alps left Malakai for dead and Leona a ghost. One year later, Leona finds him. But the man she loved is gone, his memory erased by the High Council. Now known only as the "Asset," Malakai is trapped in a gilded cage on the French Riviera, gaslit into a twisted, three-fold bond with the manipulative Sienna and her dominant brother, Silas. To reclaim her King, Leona must transform from a victim into a vengeful Queen. She infiltrates the villa, triggering a bloodbath as she exposes the Council's corruption and Betty’s ultimate betrayal. In a fiery climax, Malakai’s "Beast" finally awakens to protect the only truth he has left. The story concludes with a heart-stopping revelation: Leona is pregnant with the heir to their broken empire. Fleeing the authorities to a private island, the couple begins to rule their own secret world, bound by a "sinful" love and a "no joke" commitment to the life they’ve fought to reclaim.
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Waking up to my sin Chapter 70: The Breaking of the Trinity (Malakai’s POV)
The red alarm light pulsed against the stark white walls of the guest room like a rhythmic, bleeding wound, casting long, distorted shadows that danced across the ceiling. Each crimson flash illuminated Leona’s face with a cinematic intensity—her sharp, new haircut, the lethal, unyielding set of her jaw, and the way she held her weapon with a practiced ease, as if the steel were a natural extension of her own soul. She looked like an avenging angel carved out of obsidian and spite. "Malakai, get behind me," she commanded, her voice a low, steady hum that cut through the blaring siren. "Not a chance in hell," I growled, my voice reclaiming its gravelly depth. I reached for the heavy, solid brass floor lamp standing near the bed, ripping the cord from the wall with a single, violent jerk. It wasn't a firearm, but in my hands, it was a skull-cracking club with the weight of a sledgehammer. My memory was still a fractured, jagged mosaic of gray fog and strobe-light
Last Updated : 2026-03-11Waking up to my sin Chapter 69: The Vanilla Ghost (Leona’s POV)
The guest wing of the Villa d’Amour was shrouded in a deathly, artificial quiet that felt like the inside of a vacuum. The polished marble floors under my heavy tactical boots felt like sheets of ancient ice, but I moved with the silent, predatory glide that Malakai had drilled into my muscle memory back in the dimly lit London safehouses. Heel-to-toe, Leona. Shift your center of gravity. Become the very air they breathe. I could hear his voice in my head, a rhythmic chant that kept my hands steady and my mind sharp.I had taken out two more guards near the rear service entrance—quick, surgical strikes to the carotid artery that left my combat blade warm and my heart remarkably cold. I didn't feel the sickening nausea of taking a life anymore. I didn't feel the paralyzing grip of fear. Every drop of Vane-loyalist blood I spilled on those expensive tiles felt like a down payment toward the impossible debt Sienna owed me. It was a cleansing ritual, a way to wash the "royalty" off the m
Last Updated : 2026-03-10Waking up to my sin Chapter 68: The Mirror Shivers (Malakai’s POV)
The silence of the long, marble hallway was a cold, bracing comfort after the suffocating, jasmine-choked heat of the master suite. My skin felt tight, buzzing with an electric agitation, like a suit of armor that didn't fit my frame anymore. The "Good Sin" of the earlier hours—the sweat, the silk, and the forced intimacy—now sat in the pit of my stomach like a bucket of cold lead. I needed a moment of absolute stillness, a single breath of air that hadn't been filtered through the lungs of the siblings who claimed to own my soul.I had stepped out under the pretense of a restless mind, pacing the length of the silent gallery for ten minutes. I stared out at the dark, white-capped Mediterranean waves crashing against the cliffs, feeling the spray of reality on my face. My mind was a broken compass, the needle spinning wildly in a vacuum, trying desperately to find north—trying to find the face of the woman who haunted my dreams. Trying to find Leona.I finally turned back toward the
Last Updated : 2026-03-09Waking up to my sin Chapter 67: The Serpent’s Coil (Malakai’s POV)
The silence of the master suite was broken only by the sound of Silas laughing—a sharp, jagged sound that felt like rusted nails scraping across a chalkboard. There was no warmth in his mirth, only the cold, vibrating triumph of a man who had successfully stolen a kingdom. He reached across the rumpled silk of the circular bed and handed me a crystal glass of deep, dark red vintage, his large, calloused fingers lingering intentionally on mine as the handoff occurred. It wasn't a friendly gesture; it was a tactile reminder of the "Three-Fold Bond" he and Sienna were forcing down my throat. "To the future," Silas said, his voice a low, vibrating baritone as he clinked his glass against Sienna’s. "To the High Council, and to the three of us finally ruling it from the shadows. The Trinity is complete, Malakai. You were the missing piece." I took a slow, dutiful sip of the wine, but it was a struggle to swallow. The Bordeaux was supposed to be world-class, but it tasted like bitter cop
Last Updated : 2026-03-08
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