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Nancy said quietly. “Keep looking.” She scrolled further, and her frown deepened into something else. “There’s a reference here. A watchdog site that tracks stories that got killed before publication. There’s a working title listed under her byline.” She turned the screen toward me. “Empire of Silence: Corruption Inside Washington’s Elite.” I read it twice. The words didn’t get any less frightening the second time. “She was investigating people like the Laurents.” “Maybe.” Nancy’s voice had gone careful, the way it did when she was worried and trying not to show it. “Milly, I don’t love you doing this by yourself.”

The static electricity between their bodies hummed at a low, addictive frequency, a silent testament to their joint, absolute sovereignty over the conquered continent. "The first fifty chapters of our empire are officially written, my Queen," Dmitry purred, his molten gold eyes tracking the guards as they began to drag the warlords toward the lower quarries. "The first fifty are only the framework, Dmitry," Natalia whispered, her starlight eyes reflecting the rising afternoon sun as it finally cleared the peak of the Great Divide. "We have an entire continent to teach how to obey, and the Emperor across the sea is already waiting for our arrival."

He didn’t answer. Enzo cracked his knuckles. Ricci stood silently in the corner like a shadow. I didn’t need to yell. Men like this? They were used to noise. They tuned it out. What got under their skin was silence; controlled stillness, patience. So, I let it hang. Ten seconds. Then twenty. The quiet pressed on him harder than a fist could. Finally, he shifted in his seat. The ropes creaked against the steel arms of the chair. “You think this’ll change anything?” he said. “Your little empire’s already bleeding.”

“If you doubt me, if you kill me for sins that aren’t mine, then you’ll prove Luca right—you’ll prove love itself is weakness.” The word love hung between them, sharp, fragile, dangerous. Luca’s smile thinned, satisfaction gleaming in his eyes. Dante didn’t move. His silence roared louder than a shout. Emilia’s breath hitched. That silence was worse than Luca’s poison. Worse than any dagger. Because it meant he was weighing her—measuring her heart against the empire he would never let fall. And she could see, in the shadows of his eyes, that she was losing.

EMPIRE OF SIN — BOOK 1 The Rejected Queen Returns BOOK 2 & BOOK 3 — COMING SOON MATURE CONTENT WARNING: This book contains mature themes, violence, betrayal, and sexual content. Reader discretion is advised. “I’ll make you a queen, Lilith. But are you ready to spread your legs without counting the number of cocks that go in?” Lilith thought she knew what betrayal looked like until she found her husband in bed with the woman she trusted most: her best friend, Anna. But the betrayal is only the beginning. When Anna attacks Lilith and accidentally falls down the stairs, she accuses Lilith of pushing her. Her husband believes Anna without question. Within minutes, Lilith gets

The tension in her body melted away, replaced by a soothing sense of calm. As time passed, Emory drifted into unconsciousness. Darkness silently enveloped her. Silence enveloped her and she felt nothing. Emory fell, drifting into a realm where there was no one but herself. Her body felt light, floating somewhere between the boundaries of dream and reality. She surrendered to the sensation, lulled into calm—until suddenly she heard a faint voice breaking the silence. The sound was like the wind, there and yet not there. It blew past Emory, whispering in her ear, echoing in an unseen space.

Elena's POV The silence in the penthouse following Silas’s departure was more than a lack of sound; it was a physical weight, cold and suffocating. I stood paralyzed in the center of the library, the leather-bound folder—the proof of his silent, calculated protection—clutched against my chest so hard the edges dug into my skin.

They will expect me to sit quietly and do as I am told and nothing more. No, I want this city as my own. That is why I knock back the guys. Too many will want to take over. Too many will assume I will take on my mothers role. A woman who stands and does nothing. I sit, tapping my fingers along the wood. Opening his file I read through it. Nothing stays though, all the words I read fly out of my mind. All I can see is him sat there, on that damn chair. Lifting my skirt my fingers stroke along my pussy. Slowly playing with my clit.

Me and Delano… What on earth? Who on earth took this picture? I should have known. Men from the empire were everywhere watching us, and I took the risk to kiss him. It was the only thing I could think of at that moment, but now…it felt stupid. I sighed, swiping the photo off my screen and going into my contact list. A. I pressed the number. It rang. Once. Twice. “Hello?” “Where are you?” “Huh…” “I know you are the country. Don’t even pretend like you don’t know what I’m talking about.”

“Don’t call me that.” It was a threat that sent shivers on Amir’s spine. He might be young but his presence was as overwhelming as the head of the clan and the commander of the midnight serpents. His cold voice and icy glare would be enough to make average people tremble in fear. He could feel his authority by just standing there, even without saying a word. There was no doubt that the young man in front of him was Arkin Dio Amiel Josiah von Clandestine— the one and only crown prince of the empire.