Semua Bab Velvet and vengeance: stripped by the enemy : Bab 71 - Bab 80

JaceThe Council of BetrayalThe tension in the hall was high and the air was heavy. The intensity of their voices and Lucian's unusual calmness left me reeling. “You're not good enough to keep being the leader of the Moreau empire…” one of them slammed. His voice was cold and his eyes was burning with fury. I was calm and didn't speak a word. My eyes narrowing at them all and the unusual look from Rosalyn pricked my heart like an arrow.I struggled to stay calm just by her looks, but I couldn't. I was trembling and just didn't know how Lucian managed to stay calm with all the noise and threats. “Matteo…” the moment he spoke, the hall went dead silent. No one dared speak a word and he just scoffed softly.“Pass me your lighter…” he chuckled and brought a cigarette from his suit jacket and rubbed it on his lips.Funny how he was asking for a cigarette amidst this tension.I really wonder how he does it, to be honest, I really do.He lit it softly and held the lighter close. “Is tha

DuncanPoisoned ChainsI was just a lonely kid, I thought I didn't have any parents, until Rosalyn found me. I still don't understand my story completely, but I know I'm a Moreau and I really don't understand why I was thrown away.But that doesn't matter. I bet my twin is really chilling and cool with being the king of the empire, he should wait for me. He'll watch burn down his empire, the same one he built with blood and betrayal. That's the same tool I'll use to topple his empire.She used me to do her dirty work. There's no murder that was done by the Moreau empire hat wasn't done by me…I carried out everything smoothly, sticking to time and the slightest mistake would mean punishment for me. That was how I was trained, to work in the dark, to be a monster, one I'll always be proud of…Lucian may think he's done dirty things, but he's not close, not even an inch. He was there that night and couldn't kill the kid, but I would have done it in a blink. The kid was kept for a reason

Lucian Wedding of SmokeThe long awaited day finally came. She had come to meet me, not even asking, but told me straight up that I was going to marry which ever daughter they presented to me. No questions asked and I didn't have a say or a choice in this.But she dared not speak about Jace. I'll have rebuked her the moment she did that. She knew and she maintained her boundaries. She controlled me like a pet, but even the owner knew his pet also had limits and when those lines are crossed, the outcomes are not always so good.I was arraigned in a royal apparel, of course I was royalty, the king of the Moreau family, but just an ordinary king. The real queen was behind the shadows, ruthless and merciless and we all bowed to her. In as much as in meetings, she respected me, she still remained the final say.But today, the air feels different. I can perceive betrayal and death in it, I just hope I'm not on that end.The air wa bustling with activities. I grabbed a cigarette and looked

The Escape Jace's POV"Get down!" Lucian screamed, grabbing me immediately. Those two silly punks had escaped, again. Oh, bloody fuck, I hate this feeling. I was so close. The limousine that blocked my bullets drove away, and the machine gunner unleashed chaos on me. But thankfully, Lucian was quick. My breath was heavy, and my eyes narrowed.Now we were trapped. "How are we going to escape? Damn, this whole thing just keeps getting more interesting," I muttered."What are we going to do?" For the first time, he was pale and utterly clueless. The man who always had an idea, who always knew what to do, was speechless. I looked deep into his eyes, and all I saw was fear. Our bodies trembled, but I didn't come this far to give up.There was a tiny hole on the doorknob, and I peeped softly. That was a very clean spot to aim at that fool. I slid the mouth of my rifle in there, but he unleashed even more bullets, and I had to take cover. I wondered how he managed to see me. Damn it,

Brother Against Brother Jace's POV “Where am I?” I cried, my voice deep with pain, and dry with rage.My eyes snapped open, and I struggled immediately, but the chain dug into my skin and left me breathless. "Where the fuck am I?" I protested, screaming loudly, shaking the chair violently. My heart thumped against my chest and my breath was shallow. "Show yourself, you bitch!" All I got was the annoying echoes of my screams.I was calmed and humbled by the silence. It was noisy to my soul and ate me like a parasite. My heart bled as I scanned the area. Cobwebs filled the place. All sorts of weapons—knives, hatchets, guns—the deadliest arsenal, were hung around me. The chilling scent of death hovered in the room.Then, I heard footsteps approaching. My heart sank into a river of endless pain and turmoil. A thunderous clap filled the air, a symphony of terrifying melody—the kind that could kill even before the attack was launched.I was speechless as I saw Alexander reveal himself