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One

The scent of copper and expensive scotch filled the air. It was a thick, cloying smell that coated the back of the throat, but neither of the men in the room seemed to notice."Please," the man on his knees gurgled, blood bubbling past his lips. "I didn't... I didn't know."Andre Volkov didn't blink. He just adjusted the diamond cufflink on his left wrist, checking his reflection in the grand mirror of the vestry. He looked impeccable. A tuxedo blacker than a sinner’s soul, hair slicked back, the ink of his tattoos creeping up his neck like ivy strangling a tree."You didn't know?" Andre asked, his voice a deceptively light baritone. He turned, "You tried to plant a bomb under the altar of my wedding, and you say you didn't know?"Thud.Andre’s polished shoe connected with the man’s ribs. The crack was sickeningly loud in the silent room."I’m getting married in twenty minutes," Andre roared, his composure snapping. "This is supposed to be the merger of the century. The union of the

Two

The library was silent, save for the crackle of the fireplace and the erratic rhythm of Bella's breathing. The man standing before her—her husband, she told herself didn't move. He didn't lunge. He simply watched her with an intensity that made butterflies in her belly. "You're trembling," he observed. His voice was low, devoid of the mockery Andre had used at the altar. It scraped against her nerves in a way that wasn't entirely unpleasant. Bella pressed her back harder against the door, her chin lifting. "I’m cold. This castle is a drafty tomb." He stepped closer. The movement was so smooth it was almost unnatural. "Is it the cold? Or is it the fact that you are locked in a room with a man you despise?" "I don't know you well enough to despise you," Bella countered, her voice shaking slightly. "I only know your reputation. The Butcher of the Alps." He stopped inches from her. He was close enough that she could feel the heat radiating from his chest through his dress shirt.

Three

Bella’s heart was a frantic, trapped thing, beating a wild rhythm against her ribs. Two minutes, Andre’s voice had echoed, and the clock was already ticking. She snatched a shawl from the desk, wrapping it tightly around her shoulders, trying to cover the evidence of the heat that still throbbed beneath her skin. The man who had stood by the fireplace moments before was an entirely different organism from the one who was now gone. He was possessive and loud, a predator who didn't care about the chase, only the kill. The man who had just touched her. "Are you incapable of following a simple instruction?" Andre demanded, turning to look at her, his eyes cold and devoid of the startling intensity she had just witnessed. "Fix yourself, wife. We have appearances to keep." He didn't notice the disarray of her dress. He didn't notice the slickness between her thighs. He only saw a slow, stupid woman. Bella forced herself to breathe. She had to get away from him, or she would shatter. H

four

Marks and MasksBella woke the next morning and stirs for a bit before opening her eyes Her gaze caught the mountains beyond the tall windows which were still wrapped in darkness, their outlines barely visible beneath a veil of drifting fog that filled the sky.The castle was quiet in the way she couldn't describe as she lay still, listening.Andre was not beside her. She notices at first.Matter of fact the bed was untouched on his side, the sheets cold, as if he had never been there all through the night. That alone was enough to tighten as her mind went back to those brief moments. Her body remembered even if her mind didn't want to.The warmth of hands that had not bruised her like she had thought it would. The slow certainty of a voice that had been gentle rather than barked orders. The scent of the man and cedar clung to her skin like a memory she could not scrub away…“Stop it, Bella." She gritted through her teeth as she sat up, pulling the duvet closer around herself

five

“Yes.” Bella said solemnly.“What did she say to you?”“That power comes with many faces,” Bella replied, still confused about whatever that meant.Andre’s lips thinned. “She likes to confuse people.”“So do you.” she said to herself under her breath.The air thickened as it appeared her words were too loud and he must have heard. Andre stepped closer. “You will not play games with me, Bella. Not here. Not ever.”“I am not playing,” she said, her voice steady despite the fear pounding in her chest.His gaze flicked again, lingering this time on her shoulder. His eyes narrowed.“What is that?” He asked.Bella’s heart skipped. “A clasp,” she said. “It came with the dress.”Andre stared at it for a long moment. Then he scoffed. “Remove it.”Her fingers curled slightly at her sides stubbornly. “Why?”“Because I said so.” The silence stretched for a while between the two and Bella did not move.Andre’s expression darkened as he made a motion as though he might've grabbed it off her. Then

six

LurkingThe room beyond the narrow door was smaller than Bella expected as she pushed it open.She coughs and waves her hands in the air to get the dust and cobwebs away before staring around at the room.From the look of things the walls looked darkened by age and smoke as it looked obvious no one had ventured there in a long time.The air carried the faint scent of damp earth from outside as old moonlight slipped through a high, narrow window, laying a pale stripe across the floor that ended just short of the far wall.She stepped inside slowly, every sense alert and cautious.Bella said nothing. Only after taking three steps did she pick up an old candle lamp to fend anything away.No figure waited for her behind the door except the soft echo of her own breathing and the whisper of fabric as her cloak shifted against her ankles.Bella frowned. She turned in a slow circle, scanning the corners, the ceiling beams, down to the shadows that pooled near the walls. The letter had been

seven

The WatcherAll that while, Andre's footsteps echoed in the quiet hallways as he moved away from Bella's door. His mind raced with the thoughts still swirling like a storm he couldn’t outrun. At that moment he still had no idea of what had just happened.Minutes before he had seen her slip out of her room and moved with a quiet urgency that unsettled him more than he cared to admit.He most probably wouldn't have paid any attention to it if she had moved normally to the garden or somewhere else but as soon as she had turned toward that old hallway it sparked something in his heart.At first, he'd thought it was nothing, perhaps it was just a late-night walk to clear her mind, something she'd done before. But tonight, something about it felt different.Andre mind had briefly thought about the strange cufflinks at that time. Could it have something to do with her late night walk?Aside from that Bella had turned, like she was careful not to be watched. Her steps had been quick, down

Eight

Questions in the Dark.Bella had been sitting by the window for the past minutes, the moonlight brushing her face, when she thought she heard a rickety soft sound at the door. Her heart skipped at first.At first she told herself it could just be her thought, but the sound came again.This time she listened closer to the faint sounds from the hallway.The sounds were in different shades. First, it felt like a whisper of someone's movement. A thought that made her freeze, with her heart hammering in her chest.Then she tells herself it was just her overthinking. In a big house like hers people were certain to move about. It could have been nothing. And yet, she couldn't get rid of the feeling, she could feel that energy.For the umpteenth time she heard that sound again and this time she was convinced.All she thought at first was one person. Andre. She moved quickly, hand trembling slightly on the doorknob, and opened the door. One part of her mind hoped she was wrong. The

Nine

A Piece In Her Puzzle.Bella turned away from the window slowly after what felt like a long time, her breath was still uneven as she let it out slowly.The lawn outside was empty, most definitely she had mistaken seeing someone earlier as she had thought prior. “It was one of those things someone gets from staying indoors for long.” She muttered while letting out a quiet breath as she pressed her palm to her chest as if to calm her heart.“You’re imagining things,” she whispered to herself again but even she didn’t fully believe it.She walked back into the room, her fingers brushing lightly along her collarbone before drifting lower without thinking. She traced a slow line down the curve of her cleavage, her mind somewhere else entirely as she shut her eyes in reminiscence of someone.This time it wasn't Andre. It was never him as she hadn't bonded with him that way. At least not the way she did with Theo.The name came softly, like a secret hidden away in her heart.Bella smiles

ten

Behind The Veil.The corridor outside Bella’s chamber remained quiet long after the maid had walked away.Unknown to her someone had been lurking at the door and had been on watch since she had knocked on the door. The man stepped out of the shadows and stood akimbo for what felt like a minute.Though he had watched the maid step out, he had listened to the two conversations eavesdropping all that while and could tell that something was off. Noting the way she avoided looking at him as she curtsied and hurried down the hall. He guesses that she might be on the watch out as well, he waited a few breaths longer before pushing himself away from the wall.Andre’s instructions had been clear when he gave it,he was not to interfere unless necessary, he was simply to watch her and report anything out of place, and he was doing exactly that.The guard adjusted his stance at his side and began walking down the hall. He had almost reached the stairway when two figures stepped in front of him.

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