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All Chapters of Their Serenity (A Reverse Harem): Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

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Sofia.The world outside the villa was quiet.The kind of quiet that felt stolen—like it wasn’t meant to last.Soft waves lapped against the shore, the moon casting a silver glow over the Mediterranean waters. The night smelled of salt, warm earth, and the lingering scent of wine and something darker. Inside, the dim lighting painted everything in gold, flickering against the high ceilings, reflecting off the expensive crystal glasses still half-full on the bedside table.But none of that mattered.Because I was here.Tangled in him.This villa had been a sanctuary. A place of stolen peace, where my past didn’t exist, where blood and war didn’t stain my hands. The walls held secrets—whispers of love, anger, betrayal. And yet, tonight, the only thing pressing against me wasn’t the weight of my choices.It was Arsen.His fingers traced slow, lazy circles along my spine, his warmth seeping into me. I lay half-draped over him, my cheek pressed against his bare chest, listening to the stea

Last Updated : 2025-03-16

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Author’s POV.The walls of the safehouse felt too small.Too fucking suffocating.The metallic scent of blood hadn’t faded. It clung to the air, the floors, their clothes, sinking into their skin like a permanent stain. Aurelio lay motionless in the next room, hooked up to machines keeping him breathing, his body eerily still, too fragile for a man who had once been untouchable.Renzo hadn’t left the hallway. He stood there like a guard dog, his fists bruised from punching the walls, his knuckles split and raw. His whole body was wound tight, a live wire ready to snap. He wouldn’t even look at the rest of them. Couldn’t.Nikolai had his back pressed against the wall, one leg bent, his fingers drumming against his thigh. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes burned with something cold. Calculating. Already planning. Already preparing for war.Valentino sat on the arm of the couch, his hands gripping the edge so tightly that his nails dug into the fabric. He hadn’t said a word. Ha

Last Updated : 2025-03-16

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Sofia.There were moments in life that split time in half—before and after.Before the phone call, I had been warm, sated, wrapped in the arms of a man who once left me but resurfaced. I had been lost in the illusion of love, letting myself forget, just for one night, the world I belonged to. The pain of knowing what I was and who I was didn't make hurt any less. After the phone call, there was only the cold. It seeped into my bones, numbing me, robbing me of breath, of thought, of everything except the echo of Nadei’s voice."It’s Aurelio.""He’s alive… but he’s in a coma."The words were carved into my fucking skull. A brand. A wound that would never fucking heal. Like that memory of Adrian- it had been years since I have thought about him- grabbing me by the throat and slamming me against the fridge, I was caught trying to get something to eat, tyring to scouge anything to eat besides the stale bread and disgusting noodle soup he sent with Maximus earlier that day. I sat there, fr

Last Updated : 2025-03-18

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Sofia.The night air was cold. Not the kind of cold that bit at your skin. Not the kind that sent shivers racing down your spine. This was something else.Something hollow.The kind of cold that crept into your bones, settled in your veins, and wrapped around your heart like an iron vice. I sat in the back of the car, staring out at the city lights blurring past, but I didn’t see them.All I could see was Aurelio.Pale. Motionless. His body hooked up to machines, his chest barely rising and falling.The last time I had seen him, really seen him, he had been full of life. Full of energy. Full of that fire that burned inside all of us.Now?Now, he was trapped between life and death, teetering on the edge.And I hadn’t been there.I had been tangled up in Arsen. Lost in him. Lost in us. Letting myself forget, even if just for a moment, that the world outside still existed.And while I had been pretending—My brother had been bleeding out.A sharp, stinging pain shot through my palm.I lo

Last Updated : 2025-03-19

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Sofia.The scent of death still clung to my skin.Even after we had left the warehouse, after we had burned the bodies, after I had washed my hands clean of the blood—I still felt it.Felt it under my nails.Felt it in my fucking bones.I sat in the back of the car, the engine humming beneath me, the city lights flickering past in a blur of gold and white. My reflection stared back at me in the window, eyes dark, empty.I barely recognized myself."Petrov. Mikhailov. Vaschenko."The names echoed in my head like a death sentence.They had tried to kill Aurelio.They had wanted me alive. They were unrelenting. The first attack. Sokolov. Their army. Every thing they have done led us to this moment. I curled my fingers into a fist, nails biting into my palm.No one moved in the car.Luca sat beside me, his jaw clenched so tightly I could hear his teeth grinding. Nadei was on my other side, his knuckles still bruised, still stained with a red that no amount of scrubbing would erase.Nik

Last Updated : 2025-03-20

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Sofia.Vengeance had a taste.It was bitter, metallic, laced with the promise of death.I could feel it on my tongue as I stood in the safehouse’s war room, staring down at the map of the city, my fingers trailing over the names we had carved into our list.Petrov. Mikhailov. Vaschenko.Their days were numbered.And tonight?Tonight, the countdown began.Luca was the first to break the silence. "We start with Vaschenko," he muttered, tapping the red mark on the map where the bastard’s operations were stationed. "He’s the easiest to take out first. He thinks he’s untouchable in that casino of his, but we’ve already got men inside.""He’s a coward," Nikolai added, his voice sharp. "He runs his mouth, but he won’t fight. He hides behind security, behind money. He won’t see it coming."Good.I wanted him to be afraid.I wanted him to choke on it.Valentino leaned against the table, arms crossed, his expression unreadable. "We make an example out of him."A slow, dark smile curled at my li

Last Updated : 2025-03-21

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Sofia.Vengeance had a taste.It was bitter, metallic, laced with the promise of death.I could feel it on my tongue as I sat in the back of the car, staring out at the city bleeding light into the darkness. Neon signs flickered against the glass, a kaleidoscope of color that felt too bright, too alive for what we had just done. I could still feel Vaschenko’s blood drying on my skin. Still feel the weight of the gun in my hand, the kick of the recoil, the way his body had spasmed before he stilled.Dead.And yet, it wasn’t enough.Because Aurelio was still in that hospital bed.Still fighting for his life.Still teetering on the edge of existence, caught between this world and whatever lay beyond.And as long as my brother lay there, trapped in that purgatory, the men responsible didn’t deserve to fucking breathe.I inhaled slowly, pressing my fingertips to my temples, grounding myself in the dull ache. I could feel the weight of their gazes on me—Nikolai’s steady, Luca’s knowing, Nad

Last Updated : 2025-03-22

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Sofia.There was no calm before the storm.No quiet anticipation.No room for hesitation.By the time we left Petrov’s lifeless body cooling in a puddle of his own blood, the only thing left was the pulse of war thudding through my veins.One more.Vladimir Mikhailov.I could already see his name carved into his gravestone, already hear his screams before we sent him to rot in the ground.The ride back to the safehouse was silent, thick with something heavy, something sharp. Luca drove again, his grip tight on the wheel, knuckles white. Nadei sat beside him, eyes fixed on the road ahead, his body coiled in quiet tension.Renzo was wiping his blade clean, slow and methodical, like he was already picturing the next throat he’d slit.Nikolai sat beside me, his arm slung lazily over my shoulder, his fingers trailing idly along my collarbone—a contrast to the bloodlust still simmering in his gaze.We weren’t done.Not yet.Mikhailov was the last one left.And when I found him, I wouldn’t j

Last Updated : 2025-03-23

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Sofia.The world didn’t stop after a war.I learned that a long time ago.You spill blood, you carve your revenge into the bones of your enemies, you rip apart the men who dared to harm what was yours—and then? Then, the world moves on.Seemed easy enough, right? Well, it fucking wasn't.The city still breathed. People still laughed, drank, fucked. Unaware that, just hours ago, I had rewritten the rules of their underworld. That we have changed something that a lot have tried to but couldn't.Mikhailov was dead.Vaschenko was dead.Petrov was dead.Their corpses were nothing more than stains on the concrete, their names nothing more than whispered cautionary tales for the next generation of ambitious fools who thought they could touch an Alexeyev and walk away.And yet…The ache in my chest remained because Aurelio was still lying in that hospital bed.Still pale. Still silent.Still gone in all the ways that mattered.I exhaled slowly, gripping the edge of the sink, staring at my re

Last Updated : 2025-03-27

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Sofia.The jet ride home was quiet.Not peaceful.Just quiet.Nikolai sat beside me, his fingers curled around my thigh, warm and grounding. Nadei and Nial sat across from us, their gazes locked onto me in that quiet way they always did when they thought I was about to break.But I wasn’t breaking.I was exhausted.I leaned back against the leather seat, exhaling through my nose, my body thrumming with tension. The blood was gone from my skin, wiped clean before I ever stepped foot on the jet, but I still felt it.In my bones.Under my nails.Seeping into my fucking soul.I closed my eyes.For the first time in weeks, the war was over. Momentarily.But I didn’t know how to stop fighting.-We stepped inside, the weight of everything hit me. Not just the blood. Not just the ghosts but the home of it all. The scent of vanilla and citrus from the candles I always burned. The warmth of the dimmed hallway lights. The faintest sound of Jade’s giggles coming from the kids’ wing.I exhaled sh

Last Updated : 2025-03-27

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