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The Revenant #3: The Serpent's Throne
Last Updated : 2025-02-17
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Nico Moretti is on a mission to destroy the DeLuca family for their betrayal, but his plans take an unexpected turn when he meets Sophia Ivanova. A powerful woman with her own vendetta, she believes the DeLucas killed her parents—until she learns the true mastermind was Damian Volkov’s father. As they uncover a hidden syndicate, The Revenant’s Hand, manipulating their families, trust and desire grow between them. When Nico is nearly killed, Sophia must choose between revenge or saving the man she loves. Together, they take down the DeLucas, but the war isn’t over. Nico’s sister, Caterina, reveals a deeper conspiracy, setting the stage for the next battle.
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The morning came too quickly. It always did, but today it felt worse. My eyes opened to the familiar gray light seeping through the blinds, the soft hum of the city waking up beneath me. I rolled over, staring at the ceiling for a moment, trying to shake off the heaviness that had settled in my chest. I hadn’t slept well, if at all. My thoughts kept circling back to Nico—his eyes, his words, his presence. I tried to push it away, tried to focus on what needed to be done, but the more I thought about him, the more complicated everything felt. The whole situation with the DeLucas was spiraling, I knew that. But this was different. This was personal. I could feel the tension building, the way everything was shifting under the surface. And Nico... Nico was at the center of it all. I swung my legs off the bed, letting my feet hit the cold hardwood floor. The apartment was quiet, the only sound my breathing. I could hear the faint noise of traffic outside—honking cars, people shouting, t
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I didn’t know what I expected when I left that meeting with Nico Moretti. Certainly, it wasn’t the gnawing feeling of something slipping through my fingers—like I had just taken a step in the wrong direction and couldn’t go back. The DeLucas had been irritating, of course, but Nico… he had been something else entirely. I ran my fingers through my hair as I stepped out of the underground parking garage, the cool night air greeting me with the scent of rain and asphalt. The city was alive around me, but it felt as if there was a bubble around me, isolating me in my thoughts. I wasn’t used to feeling unsettled. I liked control. I liked knowing what was happening and where things were going. But with Nico, it was different. There was something in the way he spoke, in the way he looked at me. Something that didn’t add up, like he was waiting for me to slip up, or maybe he already knew more than he was letting on. He had a way of making me second-guess every move, every word, like he was
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I could feel the tension in the air like it had a weight of its own, pushing down on my chest. The room was dim, lit only by the soft glow of a few hanging bulbs and the flicker of cigarette smoke swirling lazily above the men sitting around the table. I had walked into this meeting with my usual sense of purpose, prepared to negotiate and handle things with precision. But now, as I looked across the table at Nico Moretti, something in the back of my mind was telling me that this wasn't going to be as straightforward as I had hoped. Nico's eyes never left mine. I could see the flicker of calculation behind them, a sharp intelligence that matched my own. He wasn’t the type to show his hand, not immediately. Everything about him screamed control, and that, more than anything else, made him dangerous. The room was filled with low murmurs from the other men, their voices blending with the steady hum of the fluorescent lights overhead. The DeLucas were already here, waiting for us to beg
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I didn’t allow myself to watch Nico Moretti leave, but I felt his presence lingering in the air long after he was gone. It was unsettling—how someone could step into a room and change everything without lifting a finger. I had spent years mastering the art of control, of knowing every move before it was made. Yet, in the span of a few minutes, he had disrupted the balance I had so carefully built. I hated that. Lorenzo DeLuca wasn’t hiding his irritation either. His jaw was clenched, his fingers tightening around his whiskey glass. Antonio, on the other hand, seemed amused, swirling the amber liquid in his own glass as if Nico’s presence had been nothing more than an entertaining inconvenience. “The Morettis have always been full of arrogance,” Lorenzo muttered, finally breaking the silence. “But Nico? He’s more than that. He’s calculating.” I tilted my head, studying him. “He came here for a reason.” Antonio smirked. “Yeah. To remind us he’s watching.” That much was obvious. T
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The sound of my heels clicking against the marble floor was the only thing keeping me grounded as I walked into the dimly lit nightclub. The air was thick with the scent of expensive cigars, spilled whiskey, and the unmistakable tension that always came with a gathering of men who thought they owned the world. The Volkov Club was one of the Bratva’s safe havens in New York—a place where deals were made, alliances were broken, and people disappeared without a trace. I had spent years in places like this, moving like a shadow between dangerous men, learning how to survive. Some of them underestimated me, mistaking my carefully chosen red dress and soft curls as a sign of weakness. But that was their first mistake. I had built my reputation not on seduction, but on strategy, patience, and knowing when to strike. Tonight was no different. I was here to meet with the DeLucas. The very name made my blood run hot with rage. For years, I had believed the story passed down to me—that my p
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The sound of my heels clicking against the marble floor was the only thing keeping me grounded as I walked into the dimly lit nightclub. The air was thick with the scent of expensive cigars, spilled whiskey, and the unmistakable tension that always came with a gathering of men who thought they owned the world. The Volkov Club was one of the Bratva’s safe havens in New York—a place where deals were made, alliances were broken, and people disappeared without a trace. I had spent years in places like this, moving like a shadow between dangerous men, learning how to survive. Some of them underestimated me, mistaking my carefully chosen red dress and soft curls as a sign of weakness. But that was their first mistake. I had built my reputation not on seduction, but on strategy, patience, and knowing when to strike. Tonight was no different. I was here to meet with the DeLucas. The very name made my blood run hot with rage. For years, I had believed the story passed down to me—that my p...
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