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The Lord Of Chaos: A Forced Marriage

The Lord Of Chaos: A Forced Marriage

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Chapter 1 A powerful alliance

Word Count: 1332    |    Released on: 26/07/2025

stled among the Sicilian hills in the province of Messina, the sky erupted in a spe

delicate perfume of orange blossoms and wild rosemary, scents that w

buzzed ceaselessly. Servants darted to and fro, their st

curtains and furnished with hand-carved wood, Vittoria gazed a

form with flawless grace, tracing

hair framed a face of noble

tion-only a steady, calculated gaze. Beyond

hould be the happiest

did she feel only an emptiness tha

nding voice of Don Alfonso from behind her, carrying the w

roused from a profound thought,

ying the reflection of a bride w

his voice low but firm, as he stepped closer

replied, finally turning to fac

pect, nor was there submission. There was courage, the kind b

with a tenderness that clashed with the heavy expectation in his voice.

ion but a cold, undeniable r

that, despite the weight of expectat

ppearances, and obedience, bui

arried three weeks later," Vittoria replied, he

, her movements precise, almost mechanical,

oice low and silken, imbued with the calculate

d once adorned her mother's head, as though it was a s

ece before her, "is not merely a commitmen

or and stood behind her, placing the crow

lders, a silent reminder of the man

most powerful families in Savoca. And when they speak your

rected, her voice restrained

and unwavering. There was no naivety there, only the bi

ruptly to face him. His gaze was as unyielding as a stone, piercin

f willing his words to echo within her like a

her forehead with a gentleness that felt lik

tion you hold," Don Alfonso concluded, his tone calm

ce, as if accepting another p

Given the chance, she would have

xed in the mirror, until the door

her fully. And with it came the certainty that

whispered, staring at her reflec

before a bitter smile replaced them

ry and empty, as if she couldn't sustai

n the mansion's gardens, Vit

ut to seal a fate writ

, each kilometer struck like a hammer agains

eyes of the world, weighed lik

ating, and the urge to flee open the car door

to scream. She was about to become the emblem of a powerful all

t truly there, as if she were a silent spectat

as she was guided down the

felt like props in a staged tableau fo

zo Moretti, her fiancé, failed to

the applause echoed in the

was firm, solemn. In that final touch, Vittoria unders

ed to the alliance. Her life, to

gant and moving in the eyes of the guests, faithful

h reverence, vows were exchanged under watchful gazes, and the crow

hold your peace," the priest declared, his solemn cadence resonating beneat

en with authority, sliced through the air, halting

isible command, every head turned t

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