BLOOD TIES AND BROKEN VOWS
READING AGE 18+
Blood dripped from the edge of Damian Moretti’s knife when he first saw her.Adriana Rossi should have turned away—any sane woman would. Instead, she met his stare across the bloodstained marble floor, her chin tilted like a challenge.Two families. One war. A love carved out of violence.“You shouldn’t be here,” Damian murmured, voice low, dangerous.Adriana’s lips curved. “Neither should you.”
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The city had changed.
Where once smoke had darkened the skies and gunfire had echoed through the streets like thunder, there was now the low hum of life returning. Lanterns lined the rebuilt avenues, their warm glow reflecting on the cobblestones. Roses climbed once-broken walls, their petals opening to the morning sun. The scars re……
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