Todos los capítulos de Shattered Vows: Silent Revenge.: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

Adrien's Pov(Right after Serena was seized and imprisoned)I had been sitting alone in my separate hotel room, staring blankly at the muted television, and trying to gather my thoughts. It has not been easy staying away from Serena and not allowing her to be able to reach me, but I hope she'll stay strong until this phase is over.While I was still in my thoughts, my phone buzzed on the nightstand. For a second, I almost ignored it, assuming it was something that didn't really need my attention. But when I picked it up, my blood ran cold.“She’s with us. If you want her alive, meet us and fast....There was no name, no number I recognized, just a blocked caller, but I already realized who was behind this. My stomach twisted, my pulse hammering in my ears.“Serena.” I said under my breath.I couldn't bear the thought of knowing that she was right in their bondage, suffering for what she didn't have knowledge about.I stood so quickly that the chair scraped against the floor and I bega

Serena’s PovI watched as the mysterious man fought with the guards until they were down.My legs trembled due to the whole running I had done, and I leaned against the side of an old shed near the docks, trying to steady my breathing. My wrists still burned from the ropes that had held me, and my heart just wouldn’t slow down.We had escaped; barely. The prisoner I had freed was slumped on the ground beside me, breathing heavily, while the shadowy figure who had pulled us out of the guards’ grip stood watch a few feet away.Then I stared at him, still feeling shaken, my voice raw.“Who are you? Why did you help us?"The figure stepped into the dim glow of a broken streetlight. He was tall, his coat tattered, his face partly hidden by the hood. I could only make out sharp eyes, tired but alert.“You don’t have much time to waste asking questions,” he said. His voice was deep, calm, but there was an edge to it. “If you want Adrien alive, you need to listen.”At the sound of Adrien’s na

Serena’s PovTo me, it seemed as if time passed slowly, but when the next evening came, we were ready. There was this heavy silence that reigned in the atmosphere, the kind that made my skin prickle.The three of us stood at the edge of the old railway tunnels, staring into the darkness. The air smelled damp, metallic, almost like rusted blood. I pulled my coat tighter, even though the chill running through me wasn’t from the night air but from fear.Rafael walked ahead with steady steps, his presence calm but commanding. He didn’t speak much, but every time he did, his words carried weight. Marco was with us, his breath uneven.“This is it,” Rafael said quietly, crouching near the mouth of the tunnel. “They’ve used these tracks before. If Adrien was brought this way, we’ll find something.”“Then let’s not waste time,” I whispered back, my voice sharper than I intended. My nerves were burning holes in my chest.Rafael’s eyes flicked at me, studying me for a moment before he nodded. “S

Serena's PovThe sunlight streamed through the small airplane window, painting the clouds in gold. I leaned my head against Adrien’s shoulder, the hum of the engines a steady reminder that we were finally leaving Barcelona behind. My chest felt lighter than it had in days. The nightmare was over, for now.Adrien glanced at me, his lips twitching into the faintest smile. “You’re awfully quiet,” he said softly.I turned my face to him, smiling back. “I’m just happy. Happy to be going home, and that you’re with me.”He chuckled, though it was weak, like he hadn’t fully regained his strength. “You make it sound like we just came back from a holiday.”“Well,” I teased, “minus the kidnappings, the fights, and the endless running, it wasn’t too bad.”He shook his head, but his hand found mine and squeezed it gently. I wanted to ask him everything, the truth about the syndicate, what secrets he was holding, why they wanted him so badly. But every time I started, his expression darkened, and I

Serena's PovThe next morning, sunlight poured through the curtains, making the bedroom glow in soft gold. I turned slowly, my body still tired from the night before, but my heart lighter than ever. Beside me, Adrien was still half-asleep, his arm draped lazily over my waist.I smiled, brushing my fingers gently over his hand. For the first time in what felt like forever in Barcelona, I felt a sense of normalcy. We were home, safe and together.I slipped carefully out of bed and padded towards the bathroom. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I caught a glimpse of something I hadn’t seen in a while; it was that look of happiness. My lips curved into a small smile as I washed up, determined to carry that energy into the day.By the time I walked out, Adrien was already stretching on the bed. His messy hair made him look boyish, though his eyes still carried the intensity that always made my heart beat.“You’re up early,” he teased, his voice still husky with sleep.“I’ve missed work