Seraphina Blaine is the love of my life, the one person who looked past the chaos, seeing someone worth loving. But love doesn’t rewrite what Fate has written.
We were always heading in opposite directions. She wanted peace, to be a mother, and my wife. I wanted power. I was never the heir. Not the oldest. Not the golden son. But I was the most ruthless.
Every move I made was done for my father’s approval, and I sold pieces of myself to earn it. I lost Seraphina chasing something I was never meant to have.
And now, years later, Fate has brought her back into the storm. I swore I’d never let ambition touch her again, but I failed. And this time, it almost killed her.
Now I’m clawing my way out of the wreckage, trying to give her reasons to trust me, to forgive me, to fight for what we once had. But Seraphina didn’t fall for me.
She fell for the version I built just for her. The man who exists just for her.
So how do you convince someone the love you have for them is real when you break their heart time and time again? You show them who you really are.
