All Chapters of My Dear Fiancé, It’s My Turn To Play the Dangerous Game: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

On the night of our engagement, my best friend was perched on my fiancé's lap, playing the knife game. One flick of the dagger in Killian's hand would sever the strap.A humorless laugh escaped me as I drew my custom pistol. If we were going to play, we might as well go all in.The entire casino fell silent. Every eye was locked on me.Killian gave me a lazy smile."Be a good girl. This game isn't for you. Go back to your cabin and rest."It was the kind of placating, patronizing tone he always used, the kind that came with a prize. Something like, "The new West End territory is yours when we dock tomorrow."In the past, I would have surrendered instantly.I would have foolishly obeyed, taken the trophy he offered, and called it love.But today, I just curled my lip and didn't move an inch.The atmosphere grew tense.Clara blinked her wide, innocent eyes. "Seraphina, if you don't like this, we can just play another game."But as she spoke, she pressed herself even tighter against Killi

Chapter 2

An odd tension settled over the casino.Leo glanced around awkwardly, his eyes finally settling on the cold gleam of the revolver. He managed a strained smile. "Since the Principessa is in the mood, I'll be the referee."He reached for the gun, but a long, slender hand pressed down on his.Killian didn't even look at me. He was slouched languidly on the velvet sofa, one hand casually spinning the cylinder."No need," he said in a low voice. "Let's raise the stakes. Simple life and death is so boring."Clara let out a coquettish laugh, nearly collapsing into his arms, the swell of her breasts brushing against the collar of his shirt."Then we'll do what Killian says."I looked at the gun. It was my turn.I caught a glimpse of the single bullet in the cylinder, and my heart began to race.When my turn came, I prayed for an empty chamber.I pulled the trigger. Click. The hammer fell on an empty chamber."Whoa, is Seraphina playing for real tonight?" A few lewd whistles came from the crowd

Chapter 3

Clara's voice was quiet, but it carried a sticky malice that echoed through the dead silent cabin."That guest from Moscow, Mr. Boris."She pointed a finger toward a fleshy man in the corner who was chugging vodka.He was an envoy from the Russian mafia, notorious for his depravity."I order my dear sister Seraphina to give Mr. Boris a passionate kiss," Clara said, her body shaking with laughter. "It's 'diplomatic etiquette,' after all."At her words, Boris's cloudy eyes lit up. He licked his lips obscenely, revealing teeth yellowed by tobacco.I took one last look at Killian.The fingers that had been drumming nonchalantly on the table stopped.Killian's smile froze, the lazy mockery gone in an instant.His jaw tightened. The poker chip he'd been toying with hit the table with a sharp crack.Killian's gaze swept over Boris before finally locking onto me.In that moment, I was sure he would save me.He had known for a while that the Russian had designs on me, held back only by his resp

Chapter 4

Killian did not reach for the gun.He let out a low chuckle, the same careless tone he always used to coax me.He gently cupped my face, his thumb stroking the corner of my mouth.A flicker of confusion went through me.People around us started whispering."Has Seraphina lost her mind? She's gone mad from losing.""She's going to disgrace the entire Russo family, making a scene like this at her own engagement party.""Seraphina, stop it."His voice was almost gentle. "You've had too much to drink. These violent games aren't for you. Look at you, your hands are shaking."As he spoke, he casually swiped his other hand across the table, knocking the revolver to the floor.The dignity I had fought for was, in his eyes, nothing more than a childish tantrum."This round doesn't count." Killian leaned back lazily, undoing a button on his collar. "As punishment for your behavior tonight, the shipping route goes to Clara."Clara's eyes lit up. She immediately pushed the document in front of me

Chapter 5

"Give me the binoculars."The smile on Killian's face vanished as he snatched the binoculars from the spotter.I didn't move, just toyed with the still-warm barrel of the gun in my hand.After a few seconds, Killian lowered the binoculars and turned to look at me."How is that possible?" Clara shrieked. "She must have missed! There's only one hole in that card!""Shut up," Killian hissed.Leo ran over, his hands trembling, and retrieved the playing card along with the steel plate behind it.When he returned, holding them out, the entire crowd gasped.There was only a single bullet hole in the center of the Ace of Hearts.But on the steel plate behind it, a new, deep indentation had appeared."She threaded the needle," Leo's voice trembled. "Miss Seraphina's bullet passed clean through the hole from the Boss's shot, without even grazing the edges."This meant that if my hand had trembled in the slightest, or if my calculation of the wind had been off by the smallest fraction, the origin

Chapter 6

The morning fog hadn't yet lifted over the docks.The yacht's engines cut, and a heavy silence fell over the port.But it didn't hide the greedy eyes.Spies from the Five Families, and even a few gossip reporters who knew one wrong move could get them disappeared, were already waiting on the docks like vultures.They were all waiting for that one image: the heirs of the Russo and Falcone families, arm in arm, showcasing their unbreakable alliance.And everyone wanted to know what the gunshot on the open sea last night really meant.A long whistle blew as the yacht docked.The gangway was slowly lowered, and I walked out alone.The red silk dress from my engagement was wrinkled and clung to my body, smelling of sea salt.Leo and a few bodyguards rushed forward, trying to drape a coat over my shoulders."Don't."I raised a hand to stop them.A commotion rippled through the crowd.The clicking of camera shutters sounded like a machine gun."Miss Russo! Where is Mr. Falcone?""There were r

Chapter 7

Returning to the fortress-like estate of the Russo family, I didn't rest for a moment.My father and the family elders sat around the heavy, black walnut conference table, their expressions a mix of doubt and intrigue.I threw a file, stained with seawater and the smell of blood, onto the table.It was a map of the Falcone family's trade routes with "The Scorpions," Colombia's largest drug cartel."From this day forward, the Russo family is no one's accessory."I looked around the room, my voice low but carrying a deathly chill. "What Killian lost, I will take back with my own hands."The elders exchanged glances. Finally, my father tapped his pipe, tacitly approving my madness.If I was no longer Killian's kitten, I would be the Russo she-wolf.My first target was the cash cow the Falcone family depended on for survival, a shipment of arms destined for Bogotá.It was the deal Killian valued most, the one that solidified his position within his family.But I knew their shipping routes

Chapter 8

At the annual Council banquet, I entered the ballroom on my brother's arm, my heels clicking on the floor.It was a complete departure from my former, demure style.Tonight, I wore a long black velvet gown.The form-fitting cut created a dangerous silhouette, and a high slit revealed the gun holster strapped to my thigh.For the past ten years, I had been nothing more than the smiling accessory on Killian Falcone's arm.But tonight, I was Seraphina Russo.The room fell silent for a moment, then erupted in low murmurs.Countless gazes fell upon me, but the most searing one, without a doubt, was Killian's.He had lost weight. For once, he was alone, with no Clara, no flock of admirers.The moment he saw me, he gripped his glass so tightly his knuckles turned white.I didn't look at him.I held a glass of champagne and moved gracefully among the heads of the various families, making small talk and laughing.The auction began.This was just another kind of battlefield in high society.When

Chapter 9

As the banquet was winding down, I ran into Clara in a secluded corridor.She had probably snuck in during the final chaos, hoping to grab the coattails of some family head and beg for protection.Her hair was a mess, her makeup blotchy, and the face she had once so carefully maintained was now like a crumpled piece of paper.The moment she saw me, she froze, wanting to run, but her legs wouldn't obey."Sera... Seraphina..."She scrambled forward on her knees, her eyes red. "Please, let me go. I know I was wrong. I really do...""I was arrogant, I was ungrateful! Seraphina, please be merciful. Just treat me like a stray dog and kick me away..."I looked down at her groveling, pathetic form, then leaned down close to her ear."Clara."I said, word by word, "Do you know why I didn't just put a bullet in you?"Her eyes widened in terror."Because death would be a mercy.""I want you to live. I want you to fall from the clouds into the gutter and feel every bit of the humiliation I once di

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