Alle Kapitel von His Heartless Vows : Kapitel 1 – Kapitel 6

Aria~ "Aria, hurry up the guests are waiting in the garden!" Mother's voice sliced through the bedroom door, sharp with panic. It squeezed my chest tight as I stood frozen in front of the mirror, my fingers shaking while tangled in the heavy white dress. The lace scratched my skin, the silk felt too smooth against my body, and the veil draped softly over my shoulders. The dark makeup and red lipstick transformed me into the perfect bride or so it seemed. But inside, my stomach churned with pain, my heart weighed down like lead. This was supposed to be Elara's wedding, my beautiful sister's day. Yet she'd run away, leaving me to wear her dress and walk her path. How did one note destroy everything? I'd found her room first destroyed, clothes thrown everywhere, suitcase vanished. On the floor lay one crumpled note: I'm sorry. I can't marry him. I love someone else. Don't look for me. Be happy for me someday. Father's business was dying, debts piling up lik

Aria ~ The room was bathed in dim red light like blood pooling on the walls. Damien stood shirtless in the center, belt unbuckled, eyes glinting with something feral. The bed had black silk restraints tied to all four corners. On the table: vibrator wand, lube, blindfold, ball gag, "PROPERTY" paddle. My eyes bulged. My knees gave out. This wasn't punishment. This was destruction. "Lock the door behind you, Aria," Damien said, his voice calm but laced with absolute menace, like a predator playing with prey. "Take off that disgusting gray dress you've been wearing all morning. We're starting your real training right now punishment comes first, then you'll learn exactly what I expect from my perfect wife." "Damien, please... what are all these things laid out on the table?" I backed away slowly, my voice shaking uncontrollably as my hands flew up to protect myself. "I already cleaned up every single piece of that broken breakfast plate, and I apologized to you over and over again p

Aria ~ As I headed downstairs to start breakfast preparation like every other morning, maids' hushed voices from the hallway stopped me dead in my tracks. Their cleaning supplies clattered softly as they whispered urgently to each other. "Miss Sophia's finally back from abroad today," the first one said, her voice dropping even lower. "She's joining the family gathering tonight. You know Mr. Blackwood always treats her like she's something really special." The second maid laughed softly. "Sophia? Oh yeah, the one he's protected since they were kids? I heard she's like family to him but even closer. Everyone's excited she's here." I slipped away quickly before they noticed me, my heart suddenly pounding hard against my ribs. Sophia? Who the hell is this Sophia everyone seems to worship? In the kitchen I moved automatically—eggs sunny side up exactly how he liked, bacon crisp but never burned, coffee strong and black. My hands shook slightly as I plated everything