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Forever Bound

Forever Bound

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"Forever Bound" follows Ava Rossi's journey as she navigates an arranged marriage to powerful Don Alessandro Morano, develops complex feelings for him, and pursues a path of revenge against his family, leading to a twist that threatens to destroy their relationship and their lives.

Chapter 1 The Proposal

Alessandro "The Bull" Morano had always been a man of control. His life, carefully structured and meticulously ordered, was dominated by one principle: power. And he held that power not just over the men who feared him, but over everything he touched. The Morano name was a legend in the underworld - a name that struck terror into the hearts of rivals and respect into the minds of allies. Tonight, that power was on full display. The grand ballroom of his family's mansion glittered with chandeliers, their light reflecting off the polished marble floors.

The air was thick with expensive perfume and the murmurs of deals being made under the guise of socializing. His guests were here for more than just a party - they were here to bear witness to the next phase in the war between the Morano and Rossi families. A war that was about to take an unexpected turn. Alessandro stood at the top of the sweeping staircase, his eyes cutting through the crowd like a predator stalking its prey. He took in the scene, the guests playing their parts, the smiles and laughter masking the tension that filled the room. He didn't need to engage with any of them. He had no desire to be surrounded by sycophants or to indulge in meaningless conversation. The only person he wanted to focus on tonight was the woman who would soon be his wife. His gaze shifted to the back of the room, where **Ava Rossi** stood, as if he'd conjured her into existence. She was every bit as stunning as the rumors had said, her beauty undeniable, but it was her fire that caught his attention. Ava didn't belong in a room like this, with the likes of men and women who existed only to maintain their wealth and status. She had the kind of fire that came with a price - one that Alessandro was prepared to pay. Tonight, the game would begin in earnest. He took his first step down the staircase, and the movement was enough to shift the energy in the room. Conversations ceased, and all eyes turned toward him. A part of him enjoyed the attention, but it was a fleeting indulgence. Power was not something you showed off - it was something you held quietly, and it was this quiet strength that made him the king of his world. With each step, he drew closer to her. Ava's back was straight, her chin held high, as if she could defy the world around her. A small, defiant smile played on her lips, though her eyes betrayed a different emotion. Fear. Anger. Maybe a little of both. She wasn't ready for him. But he had all the time in the world to break her in. By the time he reached her, the room had fallen completely silent, save for the soft clink of his glass. He didn't speak right away, instead allowing the silence to settle between them like a heavy fog. Ava didn't move a muscle. She was resolute, standing tall, but Alessandro could see the wariness in her eyes. He wasn't a man who spoke often, preferring to let his actions do the talking. But with her, he couldn't resist. "Signorina Rossi," he said, his voice deep and deliberate, cutting through the silence. "You look stunning, as always." His words were a smooth compliment, but they were laced with something else - something darker. Ava's gaze flicked to his, her expression unwavering. "Don't flatter me, Morano. You know why I'm here." She wasn't playing the role of the demure woman he expected. Instead, her tone was sharp, as though she could slice him open with a few choice words. Alessandro smirked, an emotion that wasn't quite amusement playing in his dark eyes. "I know exactly why you're here," he replied smoothly, his gaze never leaving hers. "But I don't think you fully understand the implications of this arrangement, Ava." Her eyes narrowed slightly, but she didn't back down. He admired that. Most people crumbled under the weight of his presence, the sheer intensity that radiated from him. Not Ava. She stood her ground, though he could see the fire beneath the surface - a fire that was, for now, more dangerous to her than to him. "You're here because your father has made a grave mistake," Alessandro continued, his voice cold but controlled. "And now, you'll pay the price for it." The words hung in the air like a guillotine's blade, poised to fall. Ava's eyes flashed with something more than anger - something darker. She was a woman with a past, one that ran deeper than even she would admit. He knew this. The Rossi family's betrayal had cost her more than just wealth; it had cost her trust, perhaps even her humanity. But the truth of her pain was something he would use - to his advantage, of course. "You think you can just take everything from me?" she shot back, her voice low and steady. "My family, my freedom... my life?" Alessandro took a step closer, his hand brushing against her arm as if it were the most casual of gestures. But Ava stiffened, and he felt her pulse quicken beneath his touch. "I don't *think* anything, Ava," he murmured, his voice a low growl that made her shiver. "I *know*. You'll marry me, and in doing so, you'll save your family. There's no other way." For a brief moment, the weight of the situation hung between them. She could feel the power radiating off him - the power of a man who controlled every aspect of his life and would stop at nothing to get what he wanted. She was no exception. "You're mistaken if you think I'll bend to you, Morano," she said, her voice barely above a whisper, but the challenge was clear in her tone. "You don't own me." His eyes darkened at her defiance, and for a moment, he almost admired it. Almost. "I don't need to own you, Ava," he replied, his voice dangerously quiet. "Not yet. But you will submit, eventually. Every person who crosses my path learns that lesson the hard way." Ava's jaw clenched, and she took a step back, unwilling to let him see how his words affected her. The control he exhibited, the certainty in his every syllable, was enough to make anyone quiver. But not her. Not yet. "You think you've won?" she retorted, lifting her chin defiantly. "You don't know me, Alessandro. I'm not like the others. I won't be some obedient wife who follows your every command." His lips curled into a slight smile, though there was no humor in it. "You'll learn that nothing in this world is as it seems, Ava. This isn't just about your family's debts or some strategic alliance. This is about power. And power... power changes everything." Without giving her a chance to respond, he reached out and grabbed her arm, his grip firm and unyielding. She flinched, but didn't pull away. Alessandro's smile deepened, and for a moment, she could see the darkness swirling in his eyes. "You'll marry me, Ava," he said again, his voice now a mere whisper between them. "And you'll do it willingly. Because when I'm through with you, you won't be able to imagine a life without me." Ava's heart raced as his words sank in. The game was just beginning, and the rules had already been set.

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