Vows Under Fire

Vows Under Fire

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She survived war.She was betrayed at home.She married the most dangerous man alive. When former Army Captain Ava Blackwood discovers that the man she loved-and secretly built an empire for-has been sleeping with her stepsister, she does not beg, confront, or break down. She walks away. Bound by a ruthless inheritance clause that demands marriage before her twenty-eighth birthday, Ava enters a flash marriage with Lucien Drake-the billionaire CEO she once saved on a classified battlefield mission. What the world doesn't know is that Lucien is not just a businessman. He is the King of the Underworld. As enemies close in and blood debts resurface, Ava returns to the only life she ever trusted-war. But this time, the battlefield is made of boardrooms, crime syndicates, and vows signed in fire.

Chapter 1 Betrayal Is Silent

Betrayal never announces itself.

It doesn't scream. It doesn't crash. It whispers.

Ava Blackwood stood motionless in the hallway outside the executive office of ColeTech Industries, her presence sharp and controlled, like a loaded weapon left unattended. The glass wall reflected a woman carved from discipline-black coat perfectly aligned, spine straight, eyes void of emotion.

She had killed men.

She had watched cities burn.

She had survived war zones where hesitation meant death.

And yet, it was this moment-this quiet, insignificant hallway-that taught her the purest meaning of treachery.

Inside the office, a woman laughed.

Soft. Familiar.

Ava didn't need to look.

Lily Moore.

Her stepsister.

Ava shifted her weight silently, the movement instinctive. She leaned just enough to see through the slight opening of the door.

Adrian Cole had his hands on Lily's hips. Not hesitantly. Not guiltily. As if they belonged there. Lily's red dress was pressed against his desk, her fingers twisted into his collar as he kissed her like he had every right to.

There was no shock.

Shock was for people who still believed in honesty.

Two months.

That was all that separated Ava from becoming Mrs. Adrian Cole. Two months from a marriage she had earned in silence-by bleeding, by calculating, by building an empire from behind a man too weak to know it wasn't his.

She had secured his first angel investor while stationed overseas.

She had written his pitch decks between combat missions.

She had designed the proprietary algorithm that now sat at the core of ColeTech's valuation.

And Adrian had taken another woman into his bed.

Her stepsister.

Ava stepped back.

She didn't open the door.

She didn't interrupt.

She didn't expose them.

Because Ava Blackwood did not react.

She assessed.

She turned and walked away, heels echoing softly against the marble floor, each step a decision rather than an emotion. Outside, the city breathed-alive, unaware, indifferent.

She stopped beside her car and removed the diamond ring from her finger. It slid off easily. Too easily.

She held it for a moment, examining how something so expensive could mean so little.

Then she closed her fist around it.

"Understood," she said quietly, as if acknowledging orders.

The war was no longer overseas.

It was personal.

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