All Chapters of Their Serenity (A Reverse Harem): Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Sofia.I feel someone's intense gaze on me.The night was a cacophony of chaos, but all I could hear was the drum of my own heartbeat, the fire in my lungs as I fought, as I survived. The air was thick with the scent of gasoline, wreckage and blood, the crack of bullets whizzing past my ears a deadly symphony.Nikolai was at my back, covering me with precision, his bullets finding their marks like it was second nature. Nadei was a storm, his movements ruthless, his rage palpable as he carved through our attackers with a kind of brutality that made my chest ache. Nial fought with a quiet efficiency, his blade flashing in the dim light, while Arsen, bleeding and furious, held the line with the stubbornness of a man who refused to fall.And still, they kept coming.More men poured into the alley, their silhouettes dark and faceless, their weapons raised, ready to finish what they started."We need a fucking miracle," Nial panted, reloading with grim determination."We don’t break," I gro

Sofia.The weight of Nikolai’s words settled in my bones. We move at dawn.No hesitation. No second-guessing. We were past that now.I turned to face him, meeting his unreadable gaze. The soft glow of the garden lights cast long shadows across his face, making the sharp angles even more pronounced. He looked terrefiyingly beautiful. I knew that look—controlled fury barely restrained. This wasn’t just about revenge. It was about sending a message.Someone had the audacity to come after me. After us. And they had failed. But failure meant nothing to men like the one who was after me. It only meant they would try again. Harder. Smarter. With more firepower."We should get some rest," Nikolai said, his voice rough from exhaustion, but firm.I exhaled sharply, shaking my head. "And leave the battle planning to you?"A smirk almost ghosted across his lips, but it never fully formed. Instead, he stepped closer, his hand brushing against my wrist in a fleeting touch. "Sofia. I need you to be

Arsen.She was pacing again.The damn woman wouldn’t sit still, despite nearly toppling over twice already. Stubborn as hell, jaw clenched tight, the way her hands balled into fists every few minutes—it was like watching a storm build, waiting for the inevitable thunder. I let out a slow exhale, flexing my fingers against the dull ache in my side. The pain had settled into something manageable, but the bullet wound still throbbed every time I moved too much. Not that I’d admit it. ''You need to eat.''Sofia finally stopped near the small window, arms crossed as she glared into the distance. “I’m not hungry,” she muttered, refusing to look at me.I narrowed my eyes. “Yeah, and I’m a fucking priest.”She shot me a glare, but it lacked real fire. Her exhaustion clung to her, evident in the slight unsteadiness of her stance.I pushed off the couch, biting back a grimace as my side protested. “You haven’t eaten since you woke up, Sofia. You need to.”She let out a humorless laugh. “Why d

Sofia.We were back home.My family was safe. My brothers and parents were in their designated rooms. My babies were sleeping next door. My husbands lay next to me.And yet,I couldn’t sleep.Even with the warmth of Nadei’s arms wrapped around me, the steady rise and fall of his chest beneath my cheek, the soft hum of Nikolai’s breathing close by—I was still wide awake, staring at the ceiling, my mind spinning like a rollercoaster that refused to settle.It wasn’t fear keeping me up this time.It was guilt.The memory of Arsen’s lips against mine was burned into my mind, a brand I couldn’t scrub away no matter how much I wanted to. It had been fleeting, a moment of desperation, of shared pain. But it had happened. And I had let it.I squeezed my eyes shut, nausea curling in my stomach. They trusted me. They loved me. And I had kissed another man.It didn’t matter that it wasn’t planned. It didn’t matter that I had been drowning in fear, that I had felt like I was shattering into a mil

NialSofia fell asleep in my arms, her breath steady, her body finally giving in to exhaustion. But I couldn’t find the same peace. My mind spun with thoughts I couldn’t quiet, emotions I couldn’t untangle.Arsen had kissed her. And she had let him.The words replayed in my head, over and over, each time hitting me with a fresh wave of something dark and heavy. Anger. Jealousy. Fear. It wasn’t just the act itself that unsettled me, but what it meant—what it could mean. Sofia had been vulnerable, scared, desperate for something solid to hold onto, and he had been there when we weren’t.That’s what scared me the most.I wasn’t naïve. I knew love wasn’t perfect, that even the strongest of us faltered under the right circumstances. But this? This was something else entirely. This was doubt creeping into the edges of something I had thought unbreakable. And that thought had my stomach twisting into knots I wasn’t sure I could ever undo.I tightened my arms around her, pressing a kiss to he