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Promise 1
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The self-blame begins again, circling in her mind like a predator with no intent to release its prey. She knew she’d done wrong—knew it from the moment her choices boxed them into this miserable reality. But protecting Logan had always been her priority. Every sacrifice, every desperate decision had been for him. If that made her selfish, then so be it. She’d embrace that label without remorse."As expected," Zander scoffed, his voice laced with contempt as he turned from her. "You have nothing to say now." His hatred burned in his eyes, so raw it threatened to suffocate the room. He strode toward the door, ready to leave her bound in silence, but then, her voice broke through."How long?"His steps faltered, and his brow furrowed as he turned to face her. Her expression was blank, drained of life, yet her words carried the weight of something final. "What do you mean?"Looking up at him, her voice was as lifeless as her eyes. "How long do I have to pretend to be his maid? Now that yo
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The next day, Zander stepped out of his room, heading toward the dining table when his footsteps faltered in the hallway.Adjusting the cuffs of his shirt, he looked up to find four pairs of eyes fixed on him. The room was thick with tension, the air heavy with unspoken questions and unease.His father. Rose. Rose’s parents. All of them were there, waiting for answers.“What are we hearing, Zander?”“Who is that child?” Silas spoke, his fists clenched, his tone barely restrained. Zander sighed, a trace of irritation flashing across his face. He hated being answerable to anyone.“We’re having his coronation in a few hours,” Zander replied coldly. “Just wait, Father-in-law. You’ll know everything then.”Rose’s eyes brimmed with tears. She didn’t love Zander, but her self-respect was all she had left. What would the world say? How could he humiliate her like this—bringing another woman’s child into their house?“Enough of this nonsense! Who is that kid, Zander?” King Voran’s voice thunde
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“I never loved him, Logan,” Sera whispered, her voice hollow and detached, as if the words had been ripped from her unwilling soul. “I’m the wrong one here. I betrayed him by loving another man.”Logan’s small hands trembled as they reached up to her cheeks, brushing away her tears with the tenderness only a child could muster. His innocent gaze searched her face, desperate for hope.“Don’t cry, Mom. Everything will be fine,” he said, his voice breaking with fragile determination. “I’ve seen it in his eyes. Dad will forgive you. He still feels something for you. Then you both can live happily here. We all make mistakes, Mom. It’s okay.”Sera shook her head sharply, her grip tightening around his hands. Her voice was bitter, tinged with the poison of truth.“It’s not that simple, Logan. That woman who was here—Rose. She’s his wife now. And I...” She trailed off, her lips trembling. “I don’t want to live with him.”Logan’s brows furrowed, his tears now mixing with frustration. “But what
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I breathe heavily, lying limp on the mattress. My vision is hazy as I stare up at the ceiling, my clothes torn, my mind numb.He’s gone.My gaze drifts to the hole in the headboard, my chest rising and falling in shallow breaths. I close my eyes.He didn’t do anything to me. He stopped at the last second.Cursing under his breath, he slammed his fist into the bed and left without a word, the door banging shut behind him. He was frustrated with my behavior. But I don’t blame him. Hell, even I hate myself for everything I said to my child.But sometimes, you have to do things you don’t want to.I don’t know how long I lay there before a painful churn twisted in my gut. My body tensed. Then, a violent gag reflex hit me.Bolting upright, I clutched the ripped fabric to my body and rushed toward the bathroom. I barely made it to the toilet before I threw up, my stomach convulsing as I gripped the seat tightly, desperate to keep myself from collapsing.It didn’t stop.Wave after wave wracke
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She puts on that cold facade again, pretending to be clueless."What do you mean?""I know you love him. He’s your son. Hell, you raised him all alone. I don’t even know how you managed.""Then why do you want to leave?""You can stay here. At least you'll get to see him, take care of him—"She sighs, a scoff leaving her lips as her eyes finally meet mine. Cold. Ice-cold gray orbs boring into warm brown ones."Stay here as what?" she asks, her voice laced with mockery. "A maid? Or your mistress, sir?"This—this is what I hate about her. We can’t have one goddamn conversation without her throwing knives. She has to disrespect me every damn time."You have plenty of maids here," she continues. "And considering you're already married, that only leaves one answer.""A mistress."I sigh, rubbing my forehead, looking at her with disgust. "You know what, Sera? It’s no use talking to you anymore. I’m done.""Go and fuck whoever you want. Get your fucking freedom." My voice hardens as I take a
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Sera's POVThe next few months passed in suffocating silence. I remained in the castle, making food, tending to Logan’s needs, yet he still refused to look at me. Let alone speak to me. It was a slow, excruciating death—one that gnawed at me from the inside out. But his cold indifference wasn’t the worst of it.Zander was worse.He walked past me like I didn’t exist, his ignorance sharper than any blade. I had no friends here. No one to talk to. Most days, I barely spoke a word, my presence reduced to a mere shadow. And my nights? They were a torment of gags, vomit, and agonizing pain—each one a cruel reminder that my time was running out.Three days.That was all I had left.And so, I stood in the kitchen, scrubbing dishes, Logan’s name an unrelenting whisper in my mind. The thought of leaving him crushed me, and when I saw my tears mixing with the water in the sink, I felt my resolve crack.Then, footsteps.Slow. Steady.I wiped my eyes on my sleeve, inhaling sharply before turning—
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Zander sighs, stepping closer to his father. His gaze flicks to me for the briefest second, but I keep my head down. Please don’t recognize me. Please."First of all, she ain't my bitch. I don't associate in such vulgarities." His voice is calm, almost disinterested. "And second, I don’t think this is the right place or the right time to discuss such trivial matters."Relief washes over me when he turns his back. But it’s short-lived."Okay, boys, get back to traini—""She’s your son’s so-called personal maid. I’m sure you won’t care what I do with her then."Zander’s back goes stiff. My breath catches.Footsteps approach, too many, too close. Rose stops. A smaller pair of steps follow hers. No. No. Logan can’t see me like this. Not like this.I lower my face, trying to hide behind my hair when a voice, quiet but deadly, shatters the air."Take Logan inside. Now.""But Zander—""I said now, Rose!"She bows, obeying immediately. My chest tightens in relief as I hear Logan’s steps retre
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Sera’s POV“Make the necessary arrangements for his last ceremony.”The command is cold, unwavering. Zander strides toward me, each step precise, confident. The muddied combat boots halt inches from where I kneel, rain mixing with blood and dirt on my skin. Before I can react, strong arms lift me effortlessly, pressing me against the firm warmth of his chest. His t-shirt, damp and worn, obscures my face, shielding my identity from prying eyes.I don't protest. Not this time. I don't have the strength to fight him.The scent of leather and steel clings to him as he carries me, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat the only sound against the storm raging outside. When he lays me down, it's on something soft—a mattress. The heat of his body vanishes as he pulls away, replaced by the crisp, sterile scent of antiseptic. I push the fabric from my face, my vision adjusting to the dimly lit guest room. My clothes, soaked and clinging to my skin, are stained with mud and blood.“Strip your t-shir
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