Bound By Vengeance

ar and dangerous curiosity. Rey's cold words still echoed in her ears, "Don't ever try to find out about my past. Y

dark past? And why was she so drawn to uncover those secrets, even knowing the consequences could

kept their distance, as if she were a valuable artifact not to be touched. The luxurious room that was now hers felt cold and impersonal, despite the expensive furniture and soft silk drapes. Every corner of the room radiated opulence,

estions about his personal life or mysterious work, and always be prepared to accompany him to public events as his wife. These rules felt like invisible chains binding her freedom, making her feel increasingly trapped in

of the staff discouraged her from lingering outside her room. She felt like a ghost in the house-present but unseen, a wife who felt like a stranger. Her curiosity about Rey's

nocking. His sudden presence startled her. He stood at the doorway, his silhouette

one cold and commanding. "We're at

pearance as Rey Adrasta's wife. She felt nervous and uns

r feel like she belonged to him. The glittering chandeliers reflected off every surface, illuminating the confident, powerful faces of businessmen and socialites. Aluna felt small and out of place amidst such blinding extravagance, like a lost child in a

ral eyes followed them with curiosity and thinly-veiled disdain, soft whispers trailing them like inv

sarcasm. "Long time no see. I heard yo

up with a degrading gaze that made her sw

, his expression darkening like storm clouds. "M

les of nearby guests. Bram let out a short laugh, but his eyes gleamed with a victorious glint that made

asta to settle down with... a girl like this

ury radiating from the man beside her. His arm tensed under her grip, his jaw clenched tight,

advertently overheard a group of socialite women not far fr

sparkling dress clinging provocatively to her curves. "Lik

ery. "Obviously. There's no way Reynald Adrasta sudd

ir judgmental stares. She felt so out of place, like a decoration being displayed and judged by elites who saw her as inferio

n adorned with excessive jewelry-stepped closer wi

isdain, loud enough for nearby guests to hear, creating an awkward

cing her like daggers, leaving her exposed and humiliated. Tears

tears could f

s body breaking through the chill of the night and her embarrassment. His masculine scent enveloped her senses, offering a strange, into

irm voice that carried both threat and

stunned Aluna and made her heart race. She was stunned, caught in the heat of Rey's protective presence and sudden di