Tempted By The Don
She pressed her lips to his temple, a silent vow.
Storms waited and blood would follow, but here, on this night, they were gods with knives.
The camera of fate pulled away from the island, from the flickering candles inside the cliffside villa, from the blood-stained sheets tangled with vows and violence.
Beyond the horizon, ships moved, ships carrying crates, carrying whispers, carrying Project Lazarus.
And on the island, two lovers carved into each other, bound not by church or law, but by the only language they had ever trusted: blood, steel, and fire.
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