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“That’s why I’m calling now.” The Priestess from Seoul, Eun-Ji, a quiet woman with eyes like broken glass, tilted her head. “You want us to assist with a resurrection reversal? Or a soul split repair?” “Neither,” Olivia said. “I want to bind the Widow permanently.” Several priestesses inhaled sharply. Zara’s expression didn’t move. She was the only one who had seen the Widow rise before. She was the only one who survived that night. Zara stepped closer, her gold lined cloak dragging on the stone.

A small handwritten note had been added beneath the final clause. Her eyes narrowed. “This wasn't in the original contract.” Damien's expression changed. Sophia pointed at it. “What does this mean?” Damien looked at the note. For the first time since he had entered the café, his confidence disappeared. Sophia slowly read the words aloud. “The wife must never investigate the circumstances surrounding Richard Reed's downfall.” Her blood ran cold. She looked at Damien. “What does my father have to do with our marriage?” Damien said nothing but his silence made Sophia's heart began pounding.

Xander Pov Miracle. I never thought can happen in my fucked up life. Sometimes I used to think that I was born to feel one-sided desperation. One-sided feelings. One-sided care. But indeed miracles happen. Like she happened. My beautiful wife happened to me. The woman I didn't have the slightest idea of before now has become a part of my soul. Without her the only thing I could feel is emptiness. I wish I would have met her before. I wish I had looked at her more than just Mrs. Stone before.

But how could he, if he had no heir? Emelia’s chest tightened as she recalled the desperation in his eyes. “Do you know what my people will call me if this comes out?” he had whispered. “Nwoke na-adịghị ike. A weak man. A curse. And worse, they will call you barren. You, Emmy. They won’t care whose fault it is. You’ll bear the shame with me.”a His words had sliced through her like a blade, because she knew he was right. In their world, the woman always carried the heavier blame.

“Lorenzo’s death didn’t kill the hunger. It only showed them what could be taken… what we hold.” Her words struck the truth he already knew. Power was never stable. It was a constant battle, a web of knives and silk, always on the edge of tearing. Dante took a slow sip of the drink, the burn grounding him. “There’s talk of a new player. Someone calling themselves The Widow. No one knows who she is, but she’s been uniting fragments of old families.” Amara’s hand stilled. For a moment, her mask slipped, her eyes narrowing. “A woman bold enough to use that name… she knows the weight it carries. A widow seeks vengeance. A

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