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Jul 12, 2026 · 40 chapters

The heavy oak doors of the Vatello estate study were sealed tight against the Chicago gale, but Marco Ferrante felt as though a frozen window had shattered straight through his ribs. Nine years. Nine years since the bitter autumn night he had stood at the iron gates of this very fortress and watched a desperate, weeping girl turn away into the freezing dark. Her name had been Elena.

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Chapter 1 - The Bloodline Ledger The heavy oak doors of the Vatello estate study were sealed tight against the Chicago gale, but Marco Ferrante felt as though a frozen window had shattered straight through his ribs. Nine years.

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