All Chapters of Blood and Oath (A Valente Dynasty Romance) Book1: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

CHAPTER TWO17 Years AgoAlexander. (15-year-old) The burial day arrived and it was like a sense of closure for me to close my father’s aspect of my life.The past two weeks have been like a blur in my eyes; once my father’s death was confirmed, the families under the Familia all wanted to have a piece of what they can never have; the position as the Don of the Familia.The day after the burial, I was called upon by the allies, the allies are sort of like board of director in the Familia, they have the power to install a new Dom and also to uninstall a Dom, but not complete power.During the meeting, the old goofs asked if I killed my father and I just shrugged my shoulder, let them keep wondering because I know that they can never find anything linking me to my father’s death, I had wiped all evidence cleaned and covered my tracks that evening.The punishment for killing a Dom without making an official challenge known is death so that had immediately put me in a tight spot

CHAPTER FOURAlexander.I glared at Liam, my best friend and underboss. “I don't see why I have to attend this meeting” I said, pouring myself a glass of whiskey losing my tie.Liam shrugged. “You're the boss, Alex. You need to be there.”I raised an eyebrow. “Can't you handle it for once?”Liam chuckled. “You know I can, but this is a big deal. We need to land this client, and your presence will seal the deal.”I sighed, knowing Liam was right. I downed my whiskey and headed out the door.“Let’s go dummy” I called out to Liam who looks surprised.“Just like that?” he asked in disbelief and I chuckled.I don’t really like showing up for any of my legal business meetings, I usually leave everything in Liam’s hands.I prefer dealing with the illegal and dark side of business, you the killing and all, it gives me a thrill.The meeting was a blur of suits and handshakes, but I played the part of charming CEO to perfection.After the meeting, Liam and I grabbed dinner at a nearby diner.As

CHAPTER SIXJuliana.I was trapped.It didn’t matter that I had technically agreed to stay, Alexander Valente had given me a choice that wasn’t really a choice at all. My stepfather’s house was just another kind of cage, but at least there, I knew what to expect.Here, I was at the mercy of a man I barely knew, a man who exuded power and control like it was stitched into his skin.And I hated him for it.The clothes Alexander had ordered fit almost too perfectly. A simple, fitted sweater and jeans, both expensive but not flashy. A pair of boots that molded to my feet like they had been custom-made.It should’ve made me feel more like myself, but instead, it just reminded me that I had nothing that was truly mine anymore.The moment I stepped out of the room, I found Alexander waiting for me in the hallway, leaning against the wall like he had all the time in the world.His gaze flicked over me, unreadable.“Good. You’re ready” he said. “"Come with me”I crossed my arms. “Or what?”His

CHAPTER EIGHTJuliana.Sleep didn’t come easily that night.I lay in the unfamiliar bed, staring at the ceiling, my mind a tangled mess of questions and fears.Someone wanted me dead. Someone powerful enough to send a message through Alexander.But why?I wasn’t important. I wasn’t rich or powerful. The only thing that tied me to this world was my stepfather.Was this about him? Had I been caught in the crossfire of something bigger?A cold shiver ran down my spine.I needed answers.And if Alexander wasn’t going to give them to me, I’d find them myself.The air was heavy with silence as I slipped out of bed.My pulse hammered against my ribs as I crept toward the door, pressing my ear against the smooth wood.Silence.Good.I turned the handle slowly, careful not to make a sound. When the door clicked open, I exhaled softly and stepped into the hallway.The mansion was dimly lit, the soft glow of wall sconces casting long shadows.I moved quickly, keeping close to the walls. I wasn’t

CHAPTER TENJuliana.The next morning, I was up before sunrise, nerves buzzing under my skin.I half expected Alexander to change his mind, to decide that indulging me wasn’t worth the trouble.Maybe he’d tell me I was better off inside, that I was safer under his control.But when I stepped downstairs, he was already waiting by the front door, dressed in dark slacks and a fitted black shirt, looking infuriatingly composed.“Ready?” he asked, like this was just another ordinary day.I narrowed my eyes. “Where are we going?”“You’ll see”I hated when he did that, when he left me hanging, knowing I had no choice but to follow. But arguing would get me nowhere, so I bit my tongue and walked past him, stepping out into the cool morning air.The first breath of freedom in a week.Except, of course, it wasn’t real freedom.A sleek black car was already waiting, a man I recognized from the house standing beside it. A guard.Of course.Alexander opened the door, gesturing for me to get in. I