All Chapters of THE CURSED NECKLACE: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

The room fell into complete silence after Dante’s words.You knew I gave it to her.Elena’s heartbeat pounded loudly inside her ears as she slowly turned toward Roberto.He knew.All this timeHe knew she never stole the necklace.Then why?Why chase her?Why destroy her life?Why kill her family?The questions crashed violently through Elena’s mind one after another until she felt physically dizzy.Dante looked equally disturbed.“Roberto,” he said slowly, “what the hell is going on?”Roberto’s face revealed nothing.Cold.Controlled.Like the revelation changed absolutely nothing for him.“Leave.”The single word landed heavily in the room.Dante frowned immediately.“What?”“You heard me.”Roberto’s dark gaze remained fixed on him now.“You’re no longer welcome in this estate.”The atmosphere turned dangerous instantly.Dante laughed once softly in disbelief.“You’re throwing me out?”“Yes.”Roberto’s tone remained calm.Which somehow felt worse.Dante looked ready to argue—Then h

CHAPTER TWENTY TWO

The heat spread violently through Elena’s body.Roberto stopped moving instantly.Something was wrong.Very wrong.The silver necklace around Elena’s throat glowed brighter beneath the darkness, harsh light spilling across her pale skin while unbearable heat radiated from her body in waves.Like fire trapped beneath flesh.Roberto’s jaw tightened immediately.“Elena.”No response.Her face twisted faintly in pain even in unconsciousness.The temperature around them seemed to rise unnaturally.The chandelier lights above flickered once.Then again.Roberto’s instincts sharpened instantly.“Elena.”He carried her quickly upstairs toward his bedroom, long strides echoing heavily through the silent estate.By the time he reached the room, heat practically burned against his skin through her clothes.Impossible.Roberto kicked the bedroom door open before crossing toward the bed.The second he tried laying Elena down—She screamed.The sound tore violently from her throat despite her eyes

CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

The silver glow beneath Elena’s skin intensified violently while unbearable heat rolled from her body in waves. One of the doctors backed away immediately. “She’s burning alive…” Another crossed himself repeatedly under his breath. The older physician stood frozen near the doorway, horror carved deeply into his face. Roberto ignored all of them. His entire focus remained on the girl in his arms. Elena writhed weakly against his chest, soft broken sounds escaping her lips while strands of dark hair clung damply against her glowing skin. The necklace around her throat pulsed brighter. Once. Twice. Then the room temperature dropped suddenly. Ice-cold air swept violently across the bedroom. Candles flickered. The curtains snapped upward despite the windows being shut. A guard near the door stumbled backward in fear. “What the hell is happening?” Roberto roared. No one answered. Roberto’s grip tightened instinctively around Elena as another violent tremor

TWENTY FOUR

Elena woke to warmth.For one disoriented moment, she thought she was still dreaming.Soft sheets tangled around her legs while dim morning light spilled through towering black curtains, bathing the massive bedroom in shades of gold and gray.Something strong tightened around her waist.Elena stiffened instantly.A bare muscular arm rested across her stomach.Her breath caught.Slowly She turned her head.Roberto.Sleeping beside her.His dark hair fell slightly across his forehead while his face remained relaxed in unconsciousness, sharp features softened by the pale morning light.Without the constant coldness on his face, he looked unfairly beautiful.High cheekbones.Strong jaw.Long dark lashes resting against tan skin.The black sheets sat low on his waist, exposing hard sculpted muscle and the faint scars scattered across his chest and abdomen.Elena immediately looked away.Heat crept embarrassingly into her face.Why was she here?The last thing she remembered was falling asl

CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE

Days passed without Roberto. At first Elena told herself she didn’t care. The Francesco estate felt easier to breathe in without him stalking its hallways with those cold black eyes and terrifying presence. No sudden commands. No possessive touches. No dangerous tension curling through every room whenever he entered. And yet… By the fourth day, Elena found herself listening for his footsteps anyway. By the sixth day, she started waking in the middle of the night expecting to find him sitting silently near the fireplace watching her. By the eighth— The silence began to feel wrong. The estate itself seemed different without Roberto inside it. Like the mansion had lost the monster living at its center. Every morning servants entered carrying gifts. Designer dresses folded carefully into silk boxes. Diamond necklaces. Perfumes imported from Paris. Shoes Elena was too afraid to even touch. “Lord Dante sent these for you.” The maids would smile excitedly while laying ever

CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

Night draped itself over the Francesco estate like black silk.Cold wind swept through the towering trees surrounding the mansion while clouds swallowed the moon whole, leaving only scattered lanterns glowing faintly across the massive grounds.Eduardo stood outside his cabin staring silently at Elena’s jewelry spread across the wooden table.Diamonds glittered beneath candlelight.Gold bracelets.Pearl earrings.A life far too expensive for a man like him.His rough fingers closed around one of the necklaces slowly before setting it back down again.His chest felt tight tonight.Wrong.Like his body itself understood he might not survive what he was about to do.Roberto Francesco was not a man people crossed and lived to speak about afterward.Eduardo knew that.Every villager knew that.The man was practically a whispered nightmare across Italy.And still—Eduardo reached for his coat.Because Elena was there.Because every night without her felt unbearable.Because somehow in the s

CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

The gunshot still echoed through the night when Elena screamed.“EDUARDO!”She shoved past Roberto violently.The cold night air lashed against her skin as she ran toward the balcony railing, her trembling hands gripping the stone edge desperately.Below—Eduardo lay collapsed against the grass.Blood spread darkly beneath him.Lantern light flickered across his massive frame while guards surrounded him cautiously with guns raised.“Elena…”Even injured—Even bleeding—He was still trying to get up.The sight shattered something inside her.“Elena, get away from the edge.”Roberto’s voice came from behind her.Calm.Too calm.Like he hadn’t just shot a man.Elena spun around so quickly her hair whipped across her face.“What did you do?!”Her voice cracked violently.Roberto stood near the balcony doors dressed entirely in black, one hand still loosely holding the gun at his side.Cold wind moved through his dark hair while his expression remained unreadable.“He trespassed.”Elena st

CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

The pain vanished as suddenly as it came.Leaving Elena collapsed against the cold balcony floor gasping for breath.Her chest still burned faintly beneath the glowing necklace while cold sweat clung to her skin.Across from her Roberto remained braced against the stone wall, one hand pressed hard against his ribs.His breathing sounded uneven.Angry.Like he hated the fact that he had just felt her pain.For several long seconds neither of them spoke.Below them the estate guards shouted over one another in confusion while rain began falling softly across the grounds.Elena slowly pushed herself upright.“What was that?”Roberto lifted his eyes toward her.“The bond.”Her pulse quickened uneasily.“The doctor mentioned it before,” “What does it mean?”Elena whisperedRoberto straightened slowly from the wall.Rain drifted through the open balcony, dampening strands of dark hair across his forehead.“It means,” he said coldly, “the necklace tied your life to mine.”Elena stared at him

CHAPTER TWENTY NINE

“I’m dead.”The words settled into the room like ice.Elena stared at the girl standing near the corner of her bedroom while cold wind drifted through the curtains behind her.At first glance she looked normal.Young.Pretty.But the longer Elena looked—The more wrong things became.Her skin was too pale.Not natural pale.Lifeless pale.The dark school uniform hanging loosely from her body looked damp near the sleeves as though she had walked through rain for years and never dried.And her feet—Her feet hovered slightly above the floor.Elena’s throat tightened instantly.Every instinct inside her screamed to run.But strangely…The fear wasn’t overwhelming this time.Not like the blood-covered woman with the knife.This girl looked more shocked than dangerous.“You’re dead?” Elena repeated weakly.The girl blinked slowly.Then nodded once.“Yes.”The candles around the room flickered violently.Elena swallowed hard.Her mind raced desperately trying to make sense of what she was s

CHAPTER THIRTY

The Francesco bar glowed gold beneath dim crystal chandeliers.Smoke curled lazily through the air while low music drifted across polished marble floors and velvet furniture.Powerful men laughed around Roberto.Mafia lords.Politicians.Killers dressed in expensive suits pretending to be civilized.Normally Roberto thrived in places like this.Control.Power.Fear.It all belonged to him naturally.But tonight—His mind remained elsewhere.A glass of whiskey rested loosely between his fingers while one of the men beside him told some story Roberto barely listened to.His attention kept drifting.Back to Elena.Back to the bond.Back to the image of her standing on the balcony in white waiting for another man.Roberto swallowed more whiskey.The burn did nothing.Annoyance simmered beneath his skin.Moving Elena out of his room had been necessary.He knew that.The bond intensified everything already there.Every glance.Every touch.Every possessive impulse.And Roberto Francesco was

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