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— THE DISOWNED HEIRESS & THE SCARRED FRENCH MONARCH — VIVIENNE’S POV The big room in the east wing of the house was filled with soft golden light from the sun coming through the tall windows. I had not left this room for three days now. My mind felt messy and scary. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw myself back in New York, locked in a dark basement waiting for someone to come. But when I opened my eyes, I was here with soft sheets, fresh flowers, and very quiet around me. And then there was him. Lucian stood near the door, keeping some distance from me. He changed into a simple black shirt and pants, but he still looked big and strong. He did not look like a scary boss now, more like someone watching over me quietly. He always knocked before coming near. He never stood over me. When he brought me food or tea, he placed it gently on the table and stepped back right away. "You are watching me again," I said softly. My voice was still a little weak. I held the sheets tig

VIVIENNE’S POV"You know, Don Lucian, for a scary leader of the underground world, you sure do spend a lot of time looking like a statue who is always frowning," I said, leaning back in the big soft chair by the breakfast table.I sat with my legs crossed, wearing one of Lucian’s big white shirts that was too large for me. I rolled up the sleeves to my elbows and took a slow sip of black coffee.Lucian stood near the tall glass windows. He looked very serious in his neat dark suit, reading secret messages on his phone. He stopped, his gray eyes turned to me, and one eyebrow went up."I run a big group all over the world, ma chérie," he said in his deep voice. But the sharp and scary tone was gone, replaced by that soft voice he only used for me. "I don't frown all the time.""Oh yes you do," I smiled, moving my coffee around in my cup. "And you give everyone that scary look. I think I should give you a cute nickname so people won't be so afraid. How about... Lulu? Or Don Cuddles?"Luc

VIVIENNE’S POV "We go in hard" Lucian growled softly. His large hand wrapped over mine and his thumb rubbed small circles over my knuckles. "You stay behind my shoulder" "We move together Don Cuddles" I interrupted and offered a small lethal smirk. "I am not a backseat Empress." A rare and breathless chuckle broke through his dark face. "As you wish my Queen." The heavy iron gates of the Versailles compound did not just open. Our breaching vehicles rammed them straight off their hinges. Explosions rocked the well kept gardens as Lucian’s strike team poured into the courtyard. Lucian and I moved through the grand marble hallways like a synchronized storm of steel and fire. He took down the long range shooters with terrifying and effortless precision while I swept the flank. My diamond tactical blade flashed in the dim light as I brought down two approaching guards. We reached the heavy underground vault doors at the back of the estate. Lucian kicked the iron frame open. The heavy

— THE DISOWNED HEIRESS & THE SCARRED FRENCH MONARCH — VIVIENNE’S POV The sirens inside the Borghese Palace flashed bright red. The light looked like blood on the stone pillars. BANG! BANG! BANG! Lucian fought with all his strength. He wore his nice black suit and held his mask in one hand. He moved fast through the dark halls. Every shot he fired hit one of Leo’s men. He stood right in front of me to keep me safe while bullets hit the walls around us. "Watch your left side, ma chérie!" Lucian shouted over the loud noise. I did not get scared. I ducked down when a man swung his gun at me. I pushed my knife into his leg. I took his gun and kicked him away. I fired at the men running toward us. "Good shot, Queen!" Lucian said with a dark smile. He loaded more bullets with one hand. Suddenly the shooting stopped. The speakers around the room made a loud noise. A voice started playing. It was Leo’s voice, recorded two years ago. "You are buying her for one reason, Lucian," the voi

VIVIENNE’S POV Rain fell hard on the yacht deck, but the gunfire did not stop. BANG! BANG! BANG! The Phantoms were the High Board’s best killers. They thought they could sneak up on us in the dark. They did not know they were walking into a trap set by a Don and his Empress. Lucian moved fast through the storm. He fought with great strength and took down three men quickly. I moved quietly along the side of the boat. I struck one guard with my blade, took his gun, and cleared the other side. In four minutes, all the attackers were dead on the wet wood. Lucian pushed the last body into the sea. He turned to me, his eyes burning with anger and care. He did not check the area. He did not watch the helicopter fly away. He walked to me, held my waist tight, and led me quickly into our private room. He closed and locked the heavy door. LUCIAN’S POV The door shut, and the sound of the ocean faded. My blood was still hot from the fight. I gently pushed Vivienne against the bed. I ch