They say love is blind. For Seraphina, it was a death sentence.

For six years, Seraphina believed in Marco Rossi's love, even when it cost her everything. The first betrayal broke her heart. The second cost her their unborn child. But the third... the third would shatter her soul.

When Marco's mistress needs a kidney, he doesn't ask—he demands. And to force Seraphina's consent, he devises a twisted ultimatum: her organ, or her ailing mother's life. Bound and helpless, Seraphina can only watch as her mother's car plunges into the icy depths of the lake.

But that was only the beginning of the nightmare.

Broken, bereaved, and brutally violated, Seraphina is left with nothing but ashes and a burning rage. The innocent woman she once was died alongside her mother in that lake. What emerges is someone new—someone cold, cunning, and utterly ruthless.

From the depths of despair, a vow is forged in steel: She will make him pay.

The scream that tears from Livia's throat as Marco's boot connects with her stomach is inhuman. It echoes through the villa like the cry of a dying animal, raw and desperate and filled with agony.


She doubles over, clutching her abdomen as blood begins to seep through her white dress. The fabric darkens in spreading patches, and I can see her hands shaking as she tries to protect what might be growing inside her.


"My baby," she gasps, her voice barely a whisper. "Please... my baby..."


But Marco isn't done. His face is a mask of cold fury as he draws back his foot again.


"You want to know what happened to my baby with Seraphina?" he snarls, his voice dripping with venom. "The one that died because I locked her in a warehouse for three days to please some other whore?"


Chapter 12 - Chapter 12: The Price of Betrayal