The Devil's Vow

fears. Alessia's pulse raced as Luca pulled her through the halls, his grip on her wrist firm but not

to life echoed through the cavernous space. Alessia barely had time to process the sit

omething darker, something driven by pure survival instinct. He slid into the driver's seat with practiced ease

but to follow Luca's lead. Her heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing to make sense of th

ly audible over the engine's roar

ight as he focused on the road ahead. "I don't know. But someone

attack. Had it been planned? Or was it something that

unexpected turn down a narrow alley. Alessia gasped as the car's tires screeche

ys thinking three steps ahead. But tonight, it fe

his voice calm despite the tension in the ai

hidden retreat, a place where they could regroup and plan. It was part o

he background, replaced by the darkened shadows of abandoned warehouses and empty roads. Alessia

ront of a nondescript building, hidden

s movements fluid, as though he'd done this a thousand times. He reach

rokering no argument. "And don't

. It was barely furnished, with only a few chairs and a long table in the center. A small screen on the wall flickered to life, showing

of dread as she took in her surroundi

w felt oppressive, as if the very walls were closing in around her. She couldn't help but wonder what kind of world

eillance screen. His sharp eyes tracked every movement, every flicker of

ld hear the edge of doubt in his voice. "But w

Her voice trembled with frustration. This wasn't just about her father's disgrace anymore; it was about survival. And she was beg

tension, and for a fleeting second, Alessia almost thought she saw something more in his eyes-somet

steady. "But we're in this together now, whether we like it

the weight of his commitment settled over her. This wasn't just about surviving the curse an

om opened, and Marco stepped inside. He was

attack on the Moretti estate. It's coordinated. Someone's targeting the entire Moretti family,

ran cold. "Who

t before answering. "We thi

ntis and Moretti families for decades. Their blood feud had been one of the many reasons her father

whoever's behind the curse?" Alessia a

this knows the curse's power. They know how to strike at the heart of both famili

. "We need to stop them before they get any

s no longer just a pawn in her family's game. She was a target-and the web of lies,

ed. "We need to hit them where it hurts. We need to find out who

ave a few contacts in the underground, but it's

d take. Every move felt like a step deeper into a world of darkne

ed at her chest. "Then we'll play their game. And we'll make sur

n. "That's the spirit," he said, his lips curling into a cold smile. "But b

was no longer just about surviving the curse. It was about fighting for