All Chapters of Vows written in blood: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

21 Chapters

Chapter one: The night i declared war

Watch this,” I said, my voice steady as I stepped onto the stage in that blood-red gown. The spotlight hit me hard. Two hundred of the most influential people in the room turned my way.I tapped the tablet once.The giant screens behind me exploded. Bank records. Contracts. Photos of dead bodies. Every dirty secret stamped with the Volkov name.Gasps ripped through the ballroom. Someone dropped a champagne glass. It shattered loud against the marble floor.“Ladies and gentlemen,” I spoke into the mic, letting the words cut sharp, “tonight we stop pretending. Luciano Volkov isn’t some respected businessman. He’s a killer, and his family has spilled enough innocent blood.”My eyes found him immediately.Luciano Volkov stood dead center in the crowd, tall and still in his black tuxedo. Those cold eyes locked on mine. No panic. No shouting. Just that slow, dangerous tilt of his head like he was already planning how to make me pay.“You’ve got some nerve, Seraphina,” a voice boomed from th

Chapter two: Trapped with my enemy

The car jolted again as bullets slammed into the armored side. I gripped the seat so hard my nails dug into the leather.“Drive faster, damn it!” Luciano barked at the driver, his voice cutting through the chaos.I turned around to look out the back window. Two black SUVs were gaining on us, flashes of gunfire lighting up the rainy London streets. “They’re still coming! Who the hell are these people?”Luciano grabbed my shoulder and yanked me down. “Keep your head down, Seraphina. You’ve done enough talking for one night.”“Enough talking?” I shoved his hand off me, heart pounding. “I exposed you because your family killed my mother. Don’t you dare act like I’m the problem here.”He leaned in close, eyes blazing in the dark car. Rain hammered the roof. “You really believe that story your father fed you? Open your eyes. Someone just turned your little revenge show into a massacre. People are dead because of your so-called peace event tonight.”I stared at him, breathing fast. The car s

Chapter three: Forced into his world

The private jet engines roared as we took off from the London airstrip. I sat across from Luciano, still in my torn red gown, arms crossed tight over my chest.“You can’t just kidnap me, and then take me to Milan,” I said, glaring at him. “My family will be looking for me. They know you took me hostage.”Luciano leaned back in the leather seat, loosening his tie with one hand. “Good. Let them think whatever they want. Right now your family and mine are probably pointing guns at each other because of what you did on stage.”“I did what needed to be done.” I leaned forward. “Your people killed my mother. Don’t sit there acting like you’re the victim.”He stared at me for a long moment, eyes hard. “You keep saying that. Who told you? Your father? Did he show you proof or just feed you the same old story we’ve heard since we were kids?”“Don’t talk about my father.” My voice rose. “He buried her. He had to look at her body after your family’s bullets tore through her.”Luciano rubbed his

Chapter four: They found us

“Get down!” Luciano shouted again, diving toward me.I dropped to the floor as glass exploded across the room. Another shot rang out, then two more. Bullets slammed into the wall above my head, sending plaster raining down.“Stay low!” he barked, crawling closer while firing back through the broken window. His gunshots were deafening in the closed space.I grabbed the lamp from the side table and smashed it, killing the lights. “How did they find us so fast?”“Well, how do you expect me to know,” he growled, reloading with quick, practiced movements. “Move toward the hallway. Now!”I crawled fast on my elbows, heart slamming against the cold marble. Luciano stayed right behind me, his body shielding mine as we made it into the darker corridor. More gunfire tore through the living room. A bullet whistled past my ear so close I felt the heat.“Who the hell is this Swan?” I whispered harshly, pressing my back against the wall. “They knew exactly where we were.”Luciano checked his phone,

Chapter five: A dangerous rule

Luciano slammed his fist on the counter again. “How the hell did they get access to a live feed?”I stared at the blank laptop screen, my skin crawling. “They were watching us the whole time we were talking. Right now. Get the power off or something!”Gunshots erupted outside before he could answer. Glass shattered again. Luciano grabbed me and pulled me down behind the kitchen island.“Stay here!” he ordered, already moving toward the window with his gun raised.“Like hell I will.” I snatched my gun from the table and followed him, heart hammering. “They’re not taking us without a fight.”Bullets tore through the front of the safehouse. Luciano fired back, the sound exploding in my ears. I peeked around the corner and squeezed the trigger twice. One of the attackers cried out and dropped.“Nice shot,” Luciano grunted, reloading fast.“Don’t sound so surprised,” I said, breathing hard. Adrenaline pumped through me so strong my hands barely shook anymore.Three more men burst through t

Chapter six: Forty-eight hours till ruin

“Good.” He stepped back. “Because the next time, I want you to admit you want it.” The charged silence that followed his words stretched between us like a live wire. I glared at him and the moment our eyes met I instantly looked away. The Geneva safehouse felt almost unnaturally still after the relentless chaos of the past few days. Nestled in the hills overlooking Lake Geneva, the modern building offered sweeping views of the water below, where faint ripples caught the last traces of afternoon sunlight. I stood barefoot in the open kitchen area, the cool marble tiles grounding me as I nursed a cup of coffee that had long since gone lukewarm. The oversized black shirt Luciano had tossed my way earlier hung loosely on my frame, its soft fabric brushing against my skin with every small movement. It still carried his scent dark, mixed with something sharper, like aged leather and cold steel. I hated how comforting it felt, how it made me hyper-aware of his presence even when he wa

Chapter seven: Shadows i left behind

Luciano didn’t try to stop me again after that tense standoff in the kitchen. He simply watched me. I packed a small black duffel bag with fresh clothes, a spare gun I insisted I’d carry, and the bare minimum I’d need for forty-eight hours. My hands moved mechanically, but my mind churned with the weight of what I was about to do. As I reached for the door handle, Luciano caught my wrist in one swift motion. His grip wasn’t bruising, but it was firm, sending an unwelcome jolt through my veins. His fingers were warm against my skin, a stark contrast to the cool air filtering in from the cracked window. “Hold on,” he muttered, his voice low and gravelly, laced with that unmistakable edge of command. He released my wrist and reached into his pocket, pulling out a small, unmarked pill bottle. He shook one white tablet into his palm and held it out to me. “Take this before the flight. It’ll help with the adrenaline crash and keep you steady. You look like you haven’t slept properly i

Chapter Eight: Running Out of Time

I gripped the encrypted phone tighter, my knuckles whitening. “Eight o’clock sharp. Come alone.” The line went dead before I could push for more details.“Damn it.” I shoved the phone into my jacket pocket and glanced at the clock on my nightstand. Seven-thirty. There was no time to waste. I slipped out of my room and headed downstairs.Tomas caught me near the side door, his weathered face creasing with worry. “Miss Seraphina, where are you off to at this hour? You know your father would have my head if…”“I’m meeting an old friend,” I cut in, keeping my voice low. “It's nothing to worry about. Just need some air. Don’t tell Dad, okay?”Tomas stepped closer, blocking the door handle. “That bruises on your body says otherwise. And after the gala mess, the streets aren’t safe. Let me drive you at least. I can wait outside.”I shook my head, pushing past him. “I am going alone Tomas, I’ve got my gun with me just in case. I’ll be back before you know it.”He muttered something unde

Chapter Nine: The Swan’s Messenger

“Someone, please help!” I shouted.I looked up at the waitress, my hands still gripping Victor’s shoulder as foam kept leaking from his mouth onto the table. “Call an ambulance right now. He’s not breathing right. Please, hurry up. He needs help fast.”The waitress stood behind the counter with her phone in her hand, but she didn’t dial anything. She just stared at me with this calm look that made my skin crawl. The couple at the next table started backing away, whispering to each other. She waved them toward the door. “Everyone out. We need room here. This man is sick. Go on, clear the place so we can tend to him properly. Hurry up now.”The locals didn’t need telling twice. They grabbed their coats and rushed out, one guy looking back over his shoulder before the door swung shut behind them. The waitress walked over slow, flipped the lock on the front door with a loud click, and turned back to face me. Now it was just me, Victor dying on the table, and her in the empty café.I k

Chapter Ten: A Bullet's Price

“Luciano,” I gasped.The figure straightened up from the waitress, glass crunching under his boots. But the voice that cut through the chaos wasn’t the low growl I expected. “Miss Seraphina, are you alright? Talk to me!”It was Tomas. Heat rushed to my face as I slumped against the booth, embarrassed that my brain had jumped straight to him. My arm burned like fire where the bullet had torn through, blood soaking my sleeve and dripping onto the floor tiles.“It’s just my arm,” I said through gritted teeth, pressing my other hand harder against the wound. “It hit my arm. Just shoot her, Tomas.”Tomas spun toward the counter, gun raised, but the waitress was already moving. She scrambled up fast and bolted through the door at the back of the café, slamming it shut behind her with a loud bang. Footsteps faded quick on the other side.“Chase her!” I shouted, trying to push myself up but my legs felt shaky from the pain. “Go after her, Tomas. She knows everything, all of it. We can questi

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