All Chapters of Owned By The King Of Blackwood (De Luca Series): Chapter 31 - Chapter 39

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Chapter 31

The Bunker was a surplus store squeezed between a tire shop and a diner on Route 9.The bell above the door jingled cheerfully as we walked in,The clerk, a bearded man was wearing a "Don't Tread On Me" hat, glanced up from his newspaper. His eyes widened at the sight of us. Dante carried a duffel bag filled with guns. Sloane looked like a mercenary, Bianca wore thrift store clothes that didn’t fit quite right.And then there was me, I was covered in mud and dried blood, sporting a dress made of gold scales that shimmered under the flickering fluorescent lights."We're closed," the clerk stammered, his hand moving toward the counter.Dante stepped forward and placed a stack of hundred-dollar bills on the glass counter."We need fifteen minutes," Dante said calmly. "And we need the shutters down, you take a coffee break in the back."The clerk glanced at the money, then at Dante’s cold eyes.He grabbed the cash. "Coffee break, got it." He flipped the sign to CLOSED, locked the door, an

Last Updated : 2026-02-15

Chapter 32

The silence in the master bedroom of the estate was heavy.For the first time since I arrived at Blackwood, the silence felt peaceful.It had been twelve hours since we exited the Textile Factory. Twelve hours since the war ended.I sat in an armchair next to the massive bed, watching Nico sleep.He looked different when he wasn't awake to keep up the facade. The doctor, a private surgeon flown in from Boston, had taped his ribs and stitched the cuts on his chest and face. His left eye was swollen shut, bruised with a painful shade of purple and black. He breathed shallowly, in a way that indicated he was still in pain despite the heavy sedation.I wore one of Nico’s shirts, oversized and soft, smelling of him.My hands were clean. I had scrubbed the gunpowder and blood from my skin until I felt raw. But when I closed my eyes, the memories flooded back.There was a soft knock at the door.The door creaked open, and Bianca walked in.She looked surprisingly put-together for someone who

Last Updated : 2026-02-17

Chapter 33

The library at the De Luca Estate was completely different from the one at the university. There were no students huddled over laptops or the smell of coffee. Here, the air had its own scentIt was midnight, the house was quiet, Matteo and Sloane had returned to the city to celebrate, which I assumed meant drinking expensive scotch and shooting at empty bottles. Dante was patrolling the grounds, and Bianca was asleep in the guest wing.I walked into the study without knocking.Nico sat behind the large desk that had belonged to his father. His dress shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, and his sleeves were rolled up, revealing bandages on his forearms, he was reading a thick, leather-bound book.A fire crackled in the hearth behind him, He looked up when I entered, he didn’t smile, but his eyes softened."You should be sleeping," Nico said, closing the book. "The doctor said you need rest.""The doctor said you need rest," I replied, walking across the room. My bare feet sank into the

Last Updated : 2026-02-19

Chapter 34

Book two of Owned by the King Of Blackwood I sat by the window of the Vittoria, the De Luca family’s private rail car, watching Maryland landscape blur in streaks of gray and white. It was January. The trees were bare, stripped by the winter wind, their branches reaching up like begging hands.I took a sip of the water in my crystal glass.Six months ago, a view like this would have made me anxious. I would have wondered where we were going, who was expecting us, and if I would make it through the night.Now, I didn't wonder. I knew exactly where we were headed, and I knew who was waiting for us, Senator Silas Thorne, a man who hated us, feared us, and thanks to the blackmail material we had on his son, belonged to us."You're brooding," a deep voice rumbled from the leather armchair across from me.I shifted my gaze from the window to Nico.He was going through a stack of files, a pair of reading glasses perched on his nose. He wore a black dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up, ex

Last Updated : 2026-02-21

Chapter 35

It was black dress, the dress had long sleeves, a high neck, and a back that dropped to the base of my spine.I stood in the center of the dressing room in the Presidential Suite. Bianca was on her knees behind me, adjusting the hem with pins in her mouth. Sloane sat on the counter, sharpening a throwing knife on a whetstone."You look like you're going to a funeral," Bianca mumbled around the pins. "A very expensive, very Italian funeral.""That’s the point," I replied, staring at my reflection."I prefer the gold," Bianca sighed, standing up and spitting the pins into a magnetic dish. "The gold said 'I'm rich.' This says 'I'm the widow who poisoned her husband.'""It says 'Don't touch me,'" Sloane corrected, testing the edge of her knife against her thumb. "Which is right considering we’re walking into a room full of politicians and Southern gangsters."Sloane hopped off the counter and walked over to me, holding a small silver pistol."Where are you putting this?" she asked.I lift

Last Updated : 2026-02-22

Chapter 36

The air in the National Building Museum changed when Caleb entered, it became tense.I felt Nico stiffen beside me. His hand, which had rested casually on my lower back, pressed firmly against the velvet of my dress, as if he wanted to shield me.“He’s here,” Nico murmured.“I see him,” I whispered.Caleb moved through the crowd of Senators and lobbyists like a shark. He was striking, that was undeniable. While Nico was dark and intense, Caleb had a warm, golden presence with softer features.He stopped to shake hands with the Vice President’s Chief of Staff. He laughed at a joke from a Supreme Court Justice minister. He charmed the very people who should have been arresting him.Then, he turned.He didn’t scan the room. His pale blue eyes found us immediately, as if he had a radar for enemies.He smiled.He walked toward us.“Steady,” Nico warned, sensing my pulse race under his finger. “Remember the plan.”“He doesn’t look like a subject,” I observed as Caleb approached. “He looks l

Last Updated : 2026-02-23

Chapter 37

It was 2:00 AM. The rain had changed into a freezing mix that coated the windshield of the sedan Dante was driving. We had left the motorcade behind.Dante parked at the curb in front of a flickering neon sign that said SPEEDY WASH LAUNDROMAT. The windows were barred. Inside, a lone woman was folding sheets under buzzing fluorescent lights.“Here?” Nico asked, glancing out the window with doubt. “This is where the best hacker in D.C. works? A laundromat?”“The best hacker in D.C. doesn’t advertise,” Dante replied, turning off the engine. “And she hates being found. It took me three hours to break her contact protocol.”“She better be worth my wet shoes,” Nico muttered, opening the door.I zipped my heavy coat higher. I had switched back to normal clothes, black jeans, boots, and the gun at my hip.We entered the laundromat. The heat hit us first, smelling of detergent and damp cotton. The woman folding sheets didn’t look up. She pointed toward a door marked OUT OF ORDER.Dante led the

Last Updated : 2026-02-26

Chapter 38

The white silk dress felt like a shroud.It was vintage Dior, as thin as tissue paper, with a high collar and long sleeves that buttoned at the wrist. It was elegant, costly, and completely impractical for what I was about to do.I stood in front of the mirror in the Presidential Suite bathroom, staring at my reflection. I was wearing the bone-conduction earpiece, its pearl stud glinting softly."How do I look?" I asked. My voice echoed strangely inside my head."Like you belong on a headstone," Sloane’s voice crackled in my ear. "Too much lace, not enough menace. Try smiling, you need to look charming, not homicidal."I forced a smile and It looked wrong."Better," Sloane said dryly. "Still terrifying, but less obvious. Remember, you are a long-lost cousin coming home to find your roots.""What about the weapon?" I asked."The St. James detail is ex-military," Dante's voice cut in, "but they're sloppy, they're expecting a frontal assault, not a seduction. You'll be fine.""Easy for y

Last Updated : 2026-02-27

Chapter 39

"Run!" Nico shouted in my ear. I didn’t need to be told twice. I sprinted out of the vault, the heavy steel door was still open. Caleb was yelling behind me, holding his bleeding shoulder, but he hadn’t fired his gun again. He was too busy trying to save the melting server. I hit the stairs, my silver heels clicked loudly on the stone, I kicked them off and ran barefoot. The hallway at the top of the stairs was filled with smoke. The fire alarm shrieked, vibrating in my teeth. "Status," Nico barked over the comms. "Elena, talk to me." "I’m out of the basement," I coughed, covering my mouth with my sleeve. "I have the drive." "The kitchen is compromised," Sloane’s voice interrupted. "We are moving to the west hallway to intercept. Elena, turn left at the top of the stairs." I turned left. The smoke was thicker here, the explosion in the kitchen had been small enough to cause chaos, but the sprinklers had gone off. Water poured down from the ceiling, soaking my white

Last Updated : 2026-03-01

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