My Fiancé Erased Our Nine-Year Mark For His Blood Servant Chapter 04 One Minute Won’t Kill You By afternoon, several wedding gowns have been delivered to Adrian’s castle, along with two attendants from a private bridal boutique. Adrian has me brought downstairs, where Sophia is already waiting. “Help her choose carefully,” he says. “You’re about
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My Fiancé Erased Our Nine-Year Mark For His Blood Servant Chapter 03 Wait for Me Something inside me finally goes cold. I don’t want to argue anymore. Right now, I only want to take my family’s heirloom jewelry and leave. “Adrian, give me my family’s jewelry back.” Something flickers across his face, but he answers
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My Fiancé Erased Our Nine-Year Mark For His Blood Servant Chapter 02 She Took My Place I don’t let myself imagine what Adrian and Sophia must have done to form a Blood Servant bond. The man I would have given my life for. The girl I have treated like my own little sister. Three years.
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My Fiancé Erased Our Nine-Year Mark For His Blood Servant Chapter 01 The Mark Is Gone Three days before our Eternal Mark ceremony, my fiancé tells me he tricked me into ending our nine-year betrothal. For vampires, an Eternal Mark binds two chosen mates together for eternity. Adrian and I have already shared a temporary
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I Buried The Don And Took His Throne Chapter 14 Two Chairs on the Dais The marble in the compound’s main hall gets scrubbed for two days straight before the last of the dark stains come out. I take off the body armor and put on a black dress cut sharp at the shoulders, gold
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I Buried The Don And Took His Throne Chapter 13 The Bullet and the Coup I’m about to close the distance when I catch it — a sound so small most people would miss it entirely. The whistle of something moving fast through air. Something with intent behind it. “Down —” My hand’s already going
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I Buried The Don And Took His Throne Chapter 12 The Northern Front “A kid?” I lift his hand off my shoulder. My fingertips are ice. “Dante.” I pull my mouth up at the corner. Doesn’t reach my eyes. “Are you telling me you don’t think I’m sitting steady enough in this chair yet?” Right
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I Buried The Don And Took His Throne Chapter 11 The Consigliere’s Files I clean up Marco and Bianca and figure I get to breathe for a week. Wrong. This life is never short on old men in suits with opinions. First sit-down after Dante is confirmed. The old consigliere Genovese — beard down to
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I Buried The Don And Took His Throne Chapter 10 The Poisoned Whiskey He’s still crying, still trying to buy me off with the same cheap tears. I laugh once, soft, and take a silver tray from one of my girls. There’s only one thing on it. A crystal tumbler. Two fingers of amber whiskey.
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I Buried The Don And Took His Throne Chapter 09 The Head in the Box Front gate of the Vitale compound. Enzo Russo is standing on the running board of an SUV, waving a chrome revolver over his head, screaming at the closed gate. “Dante Vitale is illegitimate! That whore has him on a leash!
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