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Serena I woke up with a smile on my face. A genuine, from-the-heart, can't-stop-smiling kind of smile. Last night had been... perfect. Ethan had told me he loved me. And I'd told him I loved him too. I love Ethan Ashford. The thought still made my heart race. I still couldn't believe that Ethan Ashford—the youngest, most powerful, most ruthless billionaire in the world, had confessed his love for me. Me. Serena Lawrence. The woman who was thrown out in the rain. The woman who lost everything.

Serena And then the edges of everything softened. The light went wrong and the machines hummed like distant thunder. I clung to his hand until my fingers loosened and the last thought that fluttered through was a single stupid, aching gratitude, that I had not been completely alone. The rest was a slow, beautiful nothing—a darkness that smelled faintly of leather and rain and the remembered weight of a small, sleeping body. When I slipped away, it was into the steady press of another person’s promise

The realization hit me harder than it had yesterday. Serena Vale was gone. Maybe dead. Meanwhile, I was trapped inside Lilith Laurent's body, about to marry a man she hated enough to die trying to escape. My throat tightened painfully. No. Don't think about it. Not now. If I thought about everything now, about Damian, about Vanessa… I would completely fall apart in front of hundreds of people. So instead, I forced myself to walk. One step, then another. The cathedral suddenly felt too long, too bright, too suffocating.

~Alessandro The storm had passed, but the thunder still echoed in my mind. I stood by the window, watching the estate fall into silence, the rain having soaked the earth like a confession. The scent of wet roses and blood clung to the air an omen. Valentina had changed. She wasn't the naive girl I forced into this marriage. She had grown claws, sharpened by secrets, betrayal, and pain. And now… Serafina was back. I closed my eyes. Her name used to be a melody in my head. Now it was a curse.

“You look absolutely radiant, darling.” “Gratitude, Mother.” “Now,” I continued, swiping to a file captured by my own sentries, “observe this. This is the moment Serena was cornered by Valeria, Lucian, and the rest of their bloodline. I was restrained by Serena’s own command, but any predator with eyes can see the duress she was under.” Evelyn’s eyes widened, her hands flying to her mouth. “What in the hell is Valeria wearing? That is not fit for a pack assembly.”

As secrets surface and desire ignites, she’s caught between a man she should fear and a passion she can’t ignore. The deeper she falls into Alexander’s world, the harder it becomes to tell whether he’s her captor… or her only chance at survival. Dark. Addictive. Explosive. Blood & Oath is a gripping mafia romance about loyalty, revenge, and a love so fierce it might just destroy them both. CHARACTERS. Alexander Valente (32 years): Lex Malakai Valente: brother (25 years) Roman Valente: brother (30 years) Juliana Casco (25 years): Jul

“Don’t waste my time, Griffin.” His smirk faltered for a moment, replaced by something colder. “I want what your father owes me. His blood built his empire, and now, you’re going to help me tear it down.” I scoffed, ignoring the ache in my body. “And you think kidnapping me will do that? Ray doesn’t care about anyone but himself.” “Maybe,” Dylan said, his tone measured. “But you’re not just anyone, are you? You’re the Valisteen Princess. The perfect pawn.”

The same emblem on the spine as the one Kayla had been reading. I picked the lock with trembling fingers and pulled out the dusty volumes, scanning the dates. My breath caught in my throat when I found the year Rina would’ve gone missing by lady Kayla's account. This should be the actual answer we were looking for here. I sat cross-legged in the shadows and began to read, flipping past Alpha Dominic’s endless political ramblings and notes about hunting trips as usual until I saw her name again.

“Come, let me show you a good time.” “Veronica, get your filthy hands off me.” She looked confused, but she did as told. I was more than confused at my reaction too, but that didn't matter right now. I had to find her. “She’s just some slave. What’s so important about her?” I just looked at Veronica, but she refused to meet my gaze. “Where is she?” “Where’s who?” She acted confused pretending not to know who I was talking about. “Where is Seraphina, Veronica? Don't make me ask again.”