Bloodline of the Broken

Bloodline of the Broken

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Elara Serrano's mother died in a car accident. Her brother works in private security. Her father is a cop. Three facts. Three lies. When Dante Valente enrolls his fifteen-year-old sister in an elite school crawling with mafia heirs, billionaire brats, and boys who make corridors go silent just by walking through them - he tells her it's a scholarship. Better education. Better future. She believes him. She has always believed him. Azrael Blackwood has never felt anything for anyone. Then a drugged, barefoot girl falls out of a tree next to a burning warehouse, signs tell my brother I'm fine with shaking hands, and threatens to destroy him while wearing his coat. She is terrified. She is the most alive thing he has ever seen. He was born without a heart. She is about to prove him wrong.
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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