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Contract With The Devil: Love In Shackles

Contract With The Devil: Love In Shackles

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Chapter 1 Chapter

Word Count: 1270    |    Released on: 24/11/2025

at would end our marriage while he was

gged signature that had signed death warrants for half of New York,

, his voice dev

m a mile away but couldn't see that his wife had just handed him an an

f his shirts. I saved his family's alliance

treated me l

on my birthday to drink champagne on a yacht with her. He even handed me a

aceholder. A ghos

t in the fireplace, left my platinum ring in the as

ly free. I thought I

erestimat

and realized he had signed away his wife with

me, obsessed with reclaiming the

pte

Vitiel

at would end our marriage while he was

nature that had signed death warrants for half the criminal underworld in Ne

his voice devoi

lie from a mile away but couldn't see that his wife had just handed him a

ainst the bulletproof glass. My hands were folded in my lap, perfectly still

es wide with horror and a twisted sort

was having a crisis about a broken heel o

've been scrubbing his blood out of his shirts for three years. You saved his family's a

sip of my tea. It tasted like ash. "I am less t

to a precision halt at the curb. The pedestrians scattered li

man who had taken over the New York Outfit's enforcement division at twenty-two and turned it into a machi

here,"

y hand. "Do you h

secured the apartment. The flight is in

emed to drop. Two soldiers walked in first, scanning

wept back, revealing a face that was beautiful in the way a thunderstorm is beautiful

t wasn't a greeting

plied, standi

My mother expec

ed and walked out, expecting m

me, but Dante was already inside the SUV. I slid onto the leather seat beside him. The c

's pe

the car was heavy, suffocating. Dante wa

ddenly, not looking up. "The vendor contra

my ribs. "Yes," I lied.

chest. "Good. I don't want any l

clean slate. I was giving him the clea

one was specific. It pier

ed immediate

window, countin

from cold command to something softer, som

aw tightening. The temperature

arled into the phone. "If he touched you,

tion glass. "Change of plans. G

id quietly. "

e ice, blue and impenetrable. "Sofia is in

" I said, my voice steady.

ained everything. As if that justified st

t wasn't the estate. It was a stre

ck," Dante ordered. "I

who had left him at the altar, the woman w

The rain was comi

ith one foot on the paveme

his mind already on her. "

make sure you re

y water onto my shoes. I stood there for a moment, watching the taillights disappear, realizi

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Contract With The Devil: Love In Shackles
Contract With The Devil: Love In Shackles
“I watched my husband sign the papers that would end our marriage while he was busy texting the woman he actually loved. He didn't even glance at the header. He just scribbled the sharp, jagged signature that had signed death warrants for half of New York, tossed the file onto the passenger seat, and tapped his screen again. "Done," he said, his voice devoid of emotion. That was Dante Moretti. The Underboss. A man who could smell a lie from a mile away but couldn't see that his wife had just handed him an annulment decree disguised beneath a stack of mundane logistics reports. For three years, I scrubbed his blood out of his shirts. I saved his family's alliance when his ex, Sofia, ran off with a civilian. In return, he treated me like furniture. He left me in the rain to save Sofia from a broken nail. He left me alone on my birthday to drink champagne on a yacht with her. He even handed me a glass of whiskey-her favorite drink-forgetting that I despised the taste. I was merely a placeholder. A ghost in my own home. So, I stopped waiting. I burned our wedding portrait in the fireplace, left my platinum ring in the ashes, and boarded a one-way flight to San Francisco. I thought I was finally free. I thought I had escaped the cage. But I underestimated Dante. When he finally opened that file weeks later and realized he had signed away his wife without looking, the Reaper didn't accept defeat. He burned down the world to find me, obsessed with reclaiming the woman he had already thrown away.”