Scarlet Vows and Silver Lies
SCARLET VOWS AND SILVER LIES
Genre: Mafia · Billionaire · College Life · Enemies to Lovers
Vibe: Dark Romance · Dramatic
Plot Twists: Secret Identity · Arranged Marriage · Hate Turned Passion
CHAPTER ONE: THE DEVORIA CURSE
"In this family, love is a luxury—and vengeance is law."
There were three rules Khalistta Denise Devoria was raised to obey:
Never trust a Goldenthorn.
Hide your identity outside the estate.
If they dare hurt you, destroy them with a smile.
The Devoria mansion stood like a fortress dipped in gold and blood, guarded by secrets that could bury empires. Inside, power was not inherited—it was forged in silence, sharpened by betrayal, and carried by the Devoria siblings like a second skin.
Khalistta was the youngest. The only daughter. The most protected.
But also, the most cursed.
She wasn’t Khalistta at Belcourt University.
There, she was Khalie Noir, a quiet girl with mahogany-red dyed hair, baggy clothes, and thick glasses. The kind no one looked at twice. That anonymity kept her safe—from enemies, suitors, and especially him.
Thadeous Goldenthorn.
The enemy. The arrogant billionaire heir. The walking storm with silver eyes, sculpted cruelty, and a name that made her brothers clench their jaws. He was everything the Devorias hated—especially after what the Goldenthorns did to their mother.
But at school?
He was Belcourt’s golden prince. Cold. Untouchable. Desired.
And unfortunately, the same man assigned to partner with her in the Advanced Strategic Politics course. Fate had a twisted sense of humor.
"You're late," Thadeous said, not looking up from his tablet. His voice was smooth like poisoned whiskey.
Khalie (Khalistta) slid into the seat beside him, pretending her hand wasn’t trembling beneath the desk. "You’re early. Try not to choke on your arrogance."
He raised a brow. Then slowly looked at her for the first time.
His smirk faltered.
His stare lingered too long.
His jaw clenched.
He doesn’t recognize me…
Good.
"Have we met before?" he asked, voice dipped in suspicion.
“No,” she replied without missing a beat, adjusting her glasses. “I tend to avoid egos the size of private jets.”
He stared at her, but she didn’t blink.
Devorias don’t flinch.
Back at the estate, her brothers were already circling around an incoming problem.
Marcus Devoria—cold-eyed, war-hardened, and the eldest—tossed the newspaper across the table. The headline read: “GOLDENTHORNS TO MERGE WITH YET EMPIRE IN SECRET ARRANGED DEAL?”
“I don’t care who they marry,” Mark Leo said lazily, twirling a pen between his fingers. “As long as they stay the hell away from our sister.”
Markis leaned forward, his tone sharp. “They won’t. Not if Don Emilio still has unfinished business with our father.”
Their silence was cut off by a soft laugh—Khalistta’s.
“Relax, boys,” she said, entering the room like a queen in sweatpants. “I’m invisible. Thadeous wouldn’t notice me if I danced on the table in heels.”
Marcus narrowed his eyes. “Still. I want Leo and Markis watching that boy.”
“You’re not my bodyguards.”
“No,” Mark Leo said gently. “But you’re our only sister. We’d kill the world for you. Remember that.”
But Khalistta’s lies began to unravel that very night.
A red invitation arrived. Embossed with gold foil. Sent directly to the Devoria estate.
"By decree of Don Emilio Goldenthorn and Lord Yet,
You are hereby invited to the official announcement of the arranged union between:
Thadeous G. Goldenthorn
and
Khalistta Denise Devoria
on the eve of October 17th, Belcourt Mansion.”
Everyone froze.
Ashley Noire dropped her soda can.
Ryan Aguilar cursed under his breath.
And Khalistta?
She laughed—cold and sharp like shattering crystal.
“Over my dead body.”
But outside, beneath the moonlight and her false identity, Thadeous Goldenthorn watched her from the shadows.
He whispered to himself, eyes narrowed.
“That girl isn’t who she says she is… and I’ll tear off every mask she wears.”
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