Vow of Defiance

Our vows were meant to be chains. Instead, they forged a weapon. When Don Alessandro Orsini commands me to marry Sofia Bianchi, I accept the duty with cold precision. A marriage of convenience to a disgraced man’s daughter is a small price for power. She is a pawn, an asset—nothing more. But from the moment our eyes lock, she meets my ice with fire, defying me before a single ring touches her finger. She doesn’t tremble. She doesn’t beg.