Vows of Fire

Vows of Fire

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Ella has spent her entire life surviving the cruel hand of her father - a man feared in high society, but monstrous behind closed doors. When he forces her into a marriage with Erik Valenko, the ruthless and calculating leader of the most feared mafia in Europe, it feels like another sentence, not salvation. Erik is cold, violent, and entirely untouchable - a man with blood on his hands and ice in his veins. The marriage is a business deal sealed in blood, not love. He doesn't want a wife. He wants obedience. Silence. Control. But Ella is not the broken girl her father thinks she is. She may be quiet, but she's watching. Learning. Waiting. At first, Erik barely acknowledges her, treating her like a pawn in his empire. He has no patience for softness, no space in his world for weakness. But Ella's fire - quiet, unshakable, and unyielding - starts to crack something in him. He sees her flinch at raised voices. He sees the shadows in her eyes. And slowly, without realizing it, Erik begins to protect the girl he once intended to discard. When Erik discovers the full extent of her father's abuse, something inside him snaps. No one touches what's his. He becomes her shield, her weapon, her storm. But Ella doesn't want a savior - she wants justice. And she's willing to walk through fire to get it. As the marriage shifts from a cage to a battlefield, passion begins to twist into something neither of them expected. Love, fragile and violent, starts to grow in the ashes of their pasts. But love built on blood is always on the edge of burning everything down. Will Ella find power in the very world built to destroy her? Will Erik allow himself to feel - or will his darkness consume them both? And when the time comes for revenge, will Ella choose freedom... or fire? // A.N. ! English is not my first language ! Thank you for reading! My first story I'm soo excited!!!!
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Ⓐⓓⓥⓐⓝⓒⓔ ⓘⓝⓕⓞ: This is the first part of five about a mafia story based on a book by Willow Winters. Her story is about Dom and Becca. It is replaced by StrayKids Member. I hope you will like it :D If you are interested in the original story you can order it via Amazon or on her site directly (https://www.willowwinterswrites.com). My mother tongue is German, so I apologize in advance for any grammar mistakes. The book cover was created by LilaCrazy. Check her out as well. Thanks to my helpers in correcting the story^^ Ⓣⓡⓘⓖⓖⓔⓡ ⓦⓐⓡⓝⓘⓝⓖ: There will be violent scenes. This is a BoyXBoy, which means there will be same sex scenes. Fluff and Smut Male Pregnancy This should be an 18+ read. Read at your own risk! Ⓔⓧⓒⓔⓡⓟⓣ: The door opens and I nervously peek up through my thick, dark lashes at the gorgeous man looking down at me. The lines around his eyes mean he's every bit the man he looks, but his devilish white-toothed grin gives him a boyish charm meant to full man like me. He's fucking hot in a black three-piece suit that's obviously been tailored to fit his large chiseled frame perfectly. With that crisp white button-down shirt and simple black tie you'd think he was a young CEO, but his muscular body, piercing blue eyes and messy dark hair that's long enough to grab, make him a sex god. Lust and power radiate from his broad chest as his eyes travel down my body. He looks like a man who knows how to destroy you. A wave of desire shoots through me when my eyes meet his heated stare. My breathing hitches and I swallow down the distress I'm feeling at my treacherous body. I'll just give him the money Jungkook owed him and get the fuck out here. At the reminder of why I'm standing in his doorway, I push my purse toward him.

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