Chapter 1
꧁༺ 𝓒𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓪 ༻꧂/Author
So welcome (or welcome back), Astral Souls! 🌌💫
꧁༺ 𝓒𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓪 ༻꧂/Author
You’re reading the rewritten, reloaded version of Bloodstained Vows
The Argento study wasn’t a room. It was a declaration of legacy. Dark mahogany walls. Books that no one dared touch. A fire crackled behind a heavy desk where power made its bed.
Two kings. Two queens. One bloody agreement.
Nyxian Alvarez/FL Dad
(voice like cold steel, eyes sharp as razors) It’s time. We both knew it would come to this.
Ezekiel Argento/ML Dad
Drusilla and Lazarus. Together, they’ll be invincible.
The mothers sit silent. Not submissive—strategic. Their silence is sharper than the words being spoken.
Elinor Argento/ML Mom
(with a soft smile that doesn’t reach her eyes)Our legacies need fire. And fire needs fuel.
Nyssa Alvarez/FL Mom
(turning to her daughter, voice lethal in its softness)You understand what this means, Drusilla. This isn’t about love.
The room shifts. The real storm sits across them—arms crossed, expression carved from frost.
Drusilla Alvarez/FL
(cold, cutting)And if I say no?
A beat. A breath. Then—him.
He steps from the shadows, black suit sculpted like armor. Storm-gray eyes set only on her.
Lazarus Argento/ML
(low, dark amusement in his tone)You won’t.
She turns slowly, emerald eyes locking with his like they’re already at war.
Drusilla Alvarez/FL
(smirking, unimpressed)You think you can control me?
Lazarus Argento/ML
(stepping closer, voice like velvet over blades)I don’t want control. I want your crown beside mine.
Drusilla Alvarez/FL
(cool and razor-edged)You’ll regret this.
Lazarus Argento/ML
(smiling like the devil himself)I already don’t.
Drusilla Alvarez/FL
(to herself, walking out of the study)He doesn’t want a wife. He wants a throne.
Lazarus Argento/ML
(watching her leave, voice barely a whisper)And you, bella… are my crown.
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