All Chapters of Fatal Flames: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Sapphire’s POV.“You know, Sapphire. A wife must always obey. If he asks you to kneel, you kneel, anything he asks of you must be done.”I scoffed as I stared at my fingers rather than the mirror before me. “Even if he asks me to jump into fire?” I asked in a sarcastic tone.“Yes, even that. You must also learn to spread your legs as widely as he—”I choked on my own breath. “Mother!”My fingers curled into the silk of my wedding gown, but my mother did not care about any of it. Her hands, ice cold and devoid of care, simply fastened the pearl necklace around my throat, tightening it as if it was some sort of leash.But then, maybe it was her own version of a leash.“Oh please, don’t be so dramatic,” she muttered as she took a few steps back to inspect me.Dramatic? Really?She was marrying me off to Salvatore Moreti, the most feared man in the country. A widower whose past five wives have mysteriously disappeared, and she expected me to do what? Smile about it?“You need to learn to

Sapphire’s POV.I honestly don’t know how I made it through the rest of the ceremony at the altar.I don’t even remember saying my vows, nor do I remember the weight of Salvatore’s lips pressing against mine as he sealed me into this prison of a marriage.All I know is that the moment I stepped away from that altar, he was still around.Nico.He was still watching me. His eyes was burned into my skin like some sort of accusation. A question or a promise.I did not dare meet his gaze. I just couldn’t. Not anymore.I could feel his rage and anger swirling in the air around me like a storm about to break. So I did the only thing I could. I tried to hide.The moment the first part of the ceremony ended, I made some excuse to Alessia, my friend. I told her that I needed to change, that the reception dress was waiting for me upstairs and that I could go alone.She of course hesitated, she knew me too well after all. But in the end, she nodded.And so I slipped away.The bridal suite was wel

Sapphire’s POV.Nico nudged his body against mine again, while that stupid, delicious grin of his was still etched on his face like he knew exactly what he was doing to me.He was enjoying this so much. The bastard was definitely enjoying every second of this moment. Watching me squirm like I was the joke in some private game only he knew the rules to.His arm stayed around my waist, firm and familiar, and I could feel his body pressing into mine like it belonged there. That grin alone was enough to make my brain melt as it was the same one from last night when he made me forget who I was.The power had shifted, and now he was the one playing with fire while I stood there burning.I should’ve known better than to start anything with someone as dangerous as Nico. He wasn’t stable. He wasn’t safe. And now I’d poked the devil, and the devil was having fun.The panic was there, real and loud, but so was the heat. And he could feel it. He could feel how much I still wanted him, and he was