Venom and Vows

Venom and Vows

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She was never meant to be a student. Vespera Blackthorne arrives at Hogwarts carrying a name older than most magic itself, one whispered with caution in pureblood circles and spoken of in silence by those who understand power. Cold. Controlled. Untouchable. She doesn't seek attention. She doesn't need allies. And she certainly doesn't bow to anyone. Especially not him. Draco Malfoy was raised to rule Slytherin. To command respect. To be feared in his own right. But when Vespera walks into his world, something shifts. Because she doesn't fear him. Doesn't follow him. Doesn't even look at him like he matters. And that's the problem. What begins as rivalry turns into something far more dangerous, silent tension, calculated war, stolen moments neither of them should want, and a connection that feels less like choice... and more like consequence. But in a world built on bloodlines, loyalty, and power, wanting each other might be the most dangerous betrayal of all. Because families are watching. The war is coming. And the Malfoys and Blackthornes were never meant to stand on the same side. Let alone stand together.
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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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