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She would spend the day, walking in the gardens and reading books until it was time to sleep,since she was locked up like she was in the other mansion. despite the tranquility of their surroundings, Sophia couldn't shake off the feeling that she was trapped. She was a prisoner, held captive by a man who doesn’t seem to care about anything than money. And as the nights drew in, Sophia would lie awake, her heart pounding with fear. how long would she be held captive?

These dragon shifters, scorned and powerful, seek vengeance for past wrongs, and Rhiannon becomes the pawn in their ruthless game of retribution. Rhiannon, far from the helpless captive, discovers a strength within that rivals even the fiercest of dragons. Her spirit, compassion, and understanding begin to erode the walls of vengeance that have long held sway over the hearts of the Dragon Kings, unveiling the pain and longing hidden beneath their fearsome exteriors. And it’s not long before the lines between captor and captive blur, leading to a dangerous romance that threatens to unravel the longstanding enmity between their families.

To the world, I'm Sophia Romano—the family's wild, radiant princess. Vincent is the mafia heir—stoic, controlled, the very picture of restraint. But every night, he grips my waist, fucking me until my legs go weak while whispering my name over and over: "Principessa." He just doesn't know that in two weeks, I'm marrying someone else. The sheets are still damp with our shared heat. I lie in bed, catching my breath as Vincent rises to dress.

Her mind took her back to everything—the times they kissed, her in his embrace, the home studio be created for her, his coming to save her from Domenico, the times it felt like her heart was being ripped piece by piece each time she had seen him with Rita, the way she had given her virginity willingly to him… The various scenarios played in her head one after the other, while waiting for her to come to terms with the undeniable truth. Falling in love was one thing. But falling in love with your captor that didn't feel the same way was heartbreaking. He had said it countless times than she could remember—he was never going to love her. It was a fact. And now it was even more painful that she

CHAPTER 29 ALYSSA'S POV I couldn't say it. I didn't dare to. Cause I know the consequences that could come with it. My heart thundering in my chest as Rylan caged me in with his arms. I couldn’t breathe. Or maybe I just didn’t want to. His scent intoxicating and familiar wrapped around me like a slow, dangerous fire. I couldn’t speak. My lips parted, but no sound came. His nearness scattered my thoughts, left them trembling like my fingertips now gripping the edge of the counter.

She yelps, terrified. “You don’t expect me to treat you well do you?” I scoff, crouching so I can stare into her eyes, “You don’t get it do you? You are a Mahonnas! You are not here to live your fucking best life, you are here as a captive. You are here as sweet revenge against your father and you expect to be treated like a fucking princess? Get this straight, I am doing you a favour not ending your life right this instant. You are fucking captive and I am your captor,” I sneer, “and a captive gets punished when she breaks the rules.” She shakes her head, “No. Nothing can be worse than marrying a Rossellini.”

She swallowed the lump in her throat, forcing herself to meet his gaze. I'm glad you're safe, Aiden, but you have no right to hold me captive here. This is kidnapping, and on my wedding day, no less! His face darkened, his tall frame eclipsing hers as he moved closer, trapping her against the wall. His breath hitched in her ear. "Wedding? You were going to marry someone else to save your family's pathetic company! Using people to solve your problems, it's always been your family's style."

I hear him in the dark. Ava, a true ruler never screams when caged. She waits. She watches. She studies the hinges. I remember the first time he locked me in a box, smaller than this one. I was seven. He said it was to teach me patience. Said pain wasn’t about enduring, it was about control. I thought he was a monster. Maybe he was. But monsters make survivors. And Nico? Nico just made a weapon. I start planning. Not out of revenge. Not yet. I still love him. God help me, I still love him. But something died in me when he dragged me here. Something final. Now, all I want is clarity. How many people knew this room existed? How many of his men heard my screams and said nothing? How many of the

The young man stopped them with a subtle flick of his hand. "Mrs. Kendra Martinez, soon to be my wife," he stated, a chilling certainty in his voice. Kendra's laughter erupted, a release of the tension coiled within her. "First of all, it's Miss Kendra Smith. Secondly, you kidnapped me! And finally, you think I'd marry you? Someone I know nothing about? Someone who kidnaps me?!" "Shut up," he growled, the raw power in his voice freezing her in place. "You will be my guest here for one hundred days. I will *persuade* you. If I fail, you will be free to return to the States."

So I told her father I wanted to marry her and promised to compensate him dearly with money and properties , at first I thought he will refused because of my bad reputation and the rumors about me nor that he has any power to tell me not to marry his daughter, I just don’t want to forcefully marry his daughter without his consent, but to my greatest surprise, he agreed, I guess because of the money and property I promised to give him after the marriage, I compensated him after the marriage, I gave me a contract worth of 200 million dollars, and also gave him a share of my company. I looked at the woman in my hands and smiled, she was sleeping so soundly, when I looked at her lips, I couldn’