All Chapters of DARK BOND : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Chapter 1 : The Delicate lie

The fancy bedroom smelled weird. Like strong cleaning stuff mixed with expensive perfume. In the middle of the room, on the huge bed, lay Kyrian Volkov. He was buried under piles of silk sheets. Out cold. Not moving.A doctor was checking his pulse, but his hands were shaking. He looked scared. Nearby, a man in a sharp black suit sat on the velvet couch. Ivan Volkov. He was watching everything closely. Like a hawk.The doctor finished up. He turned around, looking super nervous."Mr. Volkov," the doctor fixed his glasses on his nose. "He passed out again. It’s the Alpha pheromones. Being around such strong ones for too long... well, his body just couldn't take the pressure. It was too much."Ivan didn't say a word. His face was blank."I gave him the medicine," the doctor added fast. "He'll be back to normal soon."Ivan looked at him. Nodded once."Thanks, Doctor," he said. His voice was heavy with a thick Russian accent.Suddenly, the big wooden doors flew open."Ivan!"Arina Volkov

Chapter 2 : The lion's den

The night in Monte Carlo wasn't just dark. It was expensive.The Carlo Manco Casino looked like a golden palace right in the middle of the city. Outside, the street was blocked by Ferraris and Lamborghinis. Inside, the place smelled like old money and expensive champagne. And greed.Downstairs, rich people were losing millions in seconds at the roulette tables. The sound of chips clinking and jazz music was everywhere.But upstairs on the top floor? Dead silent.THE VIP LOUNGEThis was the restricted zone. No one came here without permission. And the ones who did enter? They usually didn't leave easily.Lorenzo Moretti sat on a huge leather chair like a King on his throne. He swirled a glass of red wine. Stared at it blankly. He was bored. Deadly bored.Across the long table, his younger brother Matteo was busy throwing peanuts into his mouth. Trying to catch them."Missed again!" Matteo groaned. He leaned back and grinned at Lorenzo. "You know, Big Brother, I thought you were stayi

Chapter 3: The Obbession Biggines

Moretti Estate The Moretti estate wasn't just a house. It was a fortress. Wrapped in velvet.In the huge living room, Isabella Moretti was pacing back and forth. Her silk dress flowed behind her. On the couch, her husband Vincenzo was reading a file. Calm. Totally ignoring her."Vincenzo, are you even listening to me?" she asked. Hands on her hips.Vincenzo nodded. Turned a page. "I am, darling..."Isabella huffed. "I want you to talk to Enzo. Now! He is always busy. Business, business, business! Tell him to go on dates. Tell him to get married. Take a vacation! He is young! He should act like a human, not a machine."Vincenzo finally looked up. Closed the file. "Your son isn't a kid, Isabella. He is a grown man. He can make his own choices. Stop worrying.""But—"The heavy main doors opened.Lorenzo walked in. He looked frustrated. Loosening his tie.Behind him, Matteo was blabbering something stupid. Annoying his older brother."Finally!" Isabella yelled. "What took you so long, En

Chapter 4: The Unwanted Invitation

MORNING AT VOLKOV MANSIONMorning sun hit the high windows. Dining table was chaos. As usual.Everyone eating breakfast. Footsteps echoed down the stairs. Kyrian Volkov walked down. Simple black clothes but expensive. Humming a soft tune. He grabbed his car keys. Tried to sneak out."Kyrian."He froze.Aria Volkov raised an eyebrow. Serious face. "Where do you think you're going without breakfast?"Kyrian turned around. Nervous smile. "Uh, Mom... I have a shoot. Getting late. I'll eat there.""No need," Aria said firm. "I know exactly how you eat later. Breakfast first. Then leave.""Mom, but—"Aria didn't speak. Just glared at Kirill. Kirill sensed the danger. Cleared his throat. Looked at his son strict."You aren't a kid, Kyrian. Do as your mother says."Defeated. Kyrian sulked. Flopped onto his chair. Servant served him fast.Ivan smirked. Enjoying the show. "Wasn't today your day off?""Yeah," Kyrian mumbled. Eating his fruit aggressively. "But that bloody director needs a photo

Chapter 5 : The Cold Truth

THE GUEST BEDROOMThe heavy door clicked shut. Party noise was gone.Kirill put Kyrian on the huge bed. Gently. His hands shook a little as he brushed hair off Kyrian's sweaty forehead. The boy looked dead. Pale. Ghostly. Lips dry.Kirill turned around. Lorenzo Moretti was standing there. Rolling up his sleeves. Tattoos showing on his arms."Give me space," Lorenzo ordered. Voice cold. No emotion. Not asking.Kirill hesitated. Just for a second. Then stepped back. Had no choice.Lorenzo moved to the bed.Looked at Kyrian close. Eyes narrowed.The boy looked breakable. Too delicate. Like a doll that cracked.A bodyguard walked in quiet. Put a black medical bag on the table. Left.Lorenzo snapped on black gloves. Put two fingers on Kyrian's neck.Ice cold.Pulse was there. But weak. Thready.Picked up a thermometer. Scanned the forehead.93°F. Hypothermia starting."Body is shutting down," Lorenzo mumbled. Checked the heart with a stethoscope. Slow. Too slow.Lorenzo stood up straight.

Chapter 6: The Ungrateful Patient

THE SILENCEThe room was deadly silent."You... you stink."Ivan froze. Dante choked on a cough.Lorenzo Moretti—the Enigma, the Don of Monaco—just stared.He didn't get angry.Instead, a slow, dark smirk curled up the corner of his lips."Stink?" Lorenzo repeated, his voice dropping to a low, vibrating purr. "That is a first.""He is delirious!" Ivan interjected quickly. "The medicine... it makes him talk nonsense. Please ignore him.""Oh, I think he knows exactly who I am," Lorenzo murmured.He moved closer to the bed, invading Kyrian's personal space."Do I really stink, Little Volkov?"Kyrian frowned, his nose scrunching up in disgust."Ugh... why can't you just leave? You ugly Alpha."Ivan’s jaw dropped. Ugly?Lorenzo let out a dark chuckle."Can't even open your eyes properly, yet you have the audacity to call me ugly?"Lorenzo grabbed Kyrian’s wrist to check his pulse. The touch was firm and electric."S...Stay away..." Kyrian stammered, squeezing his eyes shut. "I... I will ki

Chapter 7 : THE KOREAN CONNECTION

"Hyung! You should have told me before coming here! I would have come to the airport!" Kyrian whined, pulling back from the hug but keeping his hands on the man's shoulders.Sergey, standing awkwardly to the side, cleared his throat loudly. He nudged Kyrian’s arm."Hey... who is this 'Hyung'?"Kyrian blinked, realizing he hadn't introduced them."Oh! Sergey, this is Kim Seo-joon,"Kyrian said, beaming. "But I call him Joon-Hyung. He was the one I stayed with in Korea while Dad was doing business there. He basically raised me for two years."He turned to Seo-joon. "Hyung, means 'Big Brother' in Korean.And Hyung, this is Sergey, my best friend."Seo-joon adjusted his rimless glasses, a polite, charming smile playing on his lips. He looked every bit the powerful CEO—sharp grey suit, perfectly styled hair, and an aura of calm authority."Nice to meet you, Sergey," Seo-joon said, his voice smooth. Then he looked at Kyrian teasingly."Is he the one you were cursing to a few minutes ago?"

Chapter 8: The Deal

THE DEAL Inside the private meeting room on the top floor, the atmosphere was thick with smoke and power. Seo-joon signed the last document and closed the file. The deal was finalized. Lorenzo Moretti stood up, buttoning his suit jacket. "Let's have dinner, Mr. Kim," Lorenzo offered, his voice deep and raspy. Seo-joon shook his head politely. "Uh, no thanks, Lorenzo. Next time. I have someone committed... someone else waiting for me. So I would like to take my leave." Lorenzo raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "At least have a drink with me," Lorenzo insisted. "You came to my place for the first time. So, it's good to have a drink for the sake of the deal." Seo-joon thought about it. He couldn't be too rude to the Don of Monaco. "Uh..." He hesitated, then nodded. "Okay. But can we have it downstairs in the lounge? Down there?" Lorenzo frowned slightly. "Downstairs? You don't like this place, Mr. Kim?" Seo-joon smiled. "No, it's good. But I have someone waiting

Chapter 9 : THE UNINVITED GUEST

THE MORETTI MANSION - THE RAGE The atmosphere inside the Moretti Estate was explosive. Vincenzo Moretti paced around the grand library, his face red with fury. He picked up a crystal vase and hurled it against the wall. CRASH! "A laughing stock!" Vincenzo roared, pointing at the large screen where the news was replaying the clip of Kyrian throwing the drink. "The Don of Monaco... humiliated by a child! The Russians are laughing, Lorenzo! The Rossis are laughing!" Isabella sat on the velvet sofa, looking anxious. "Vincenzo, calm down. Your blood pressure..." "To hell with my blood pressure!" Vincenzo shouted. He turned to Lorenzo, who was sitting calmly in a leather armchair, swirling a glass of red wine. Lorenzo looked bored. He watched the video on loop—specifically the moment Kyrian’s eyes flashed with anger. "Why are you so silent?" Vincenzo demanded. "You should be burning their warehouse right now! You should be demanding Kirill’s head!" Matteo, who was leaning against

Chapter 10 : THE RECKONING

THE CAR RIDE The leather seats of the limousine were cold against Kyrian's burning skin. He sat pressed against the window, arms crossed, jaw clenched so tight it ached. His heart was still pounding—not from fear, but from pure, unfiltered rage. Seo-joon sat across from him, silent. He hadn't said a word since they'd left the casino. He just watched Kyrian with those sharp, calculating eyes. Finally, Kyrian couldn't take it anymore. "Say it," Kyrian snapped, glaring at him. "I know you want to lecture me." Seo-joon sighed, removing his glasses to clean them with his handkerchief. A nervous habit. "Do you have any idea what you just did, Rian?" "I defended myself," Kyrian shot back immediately. "That bastard grabbed me first. What was I supposed to do? Thank him?" "You threw alcohol on Lorenzo Moretti's face," Seo-joon said slowly, emphasizing each word. "In front of half of Monaco's elite. In his own casino." "Good," Kyrian spat. "Maybe next time he'll think twice before pu

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