The blood script

It was past midnight when Red Widow sent the file.

No message. No warning.

Just a document labeled: "FOR YOUR EYES ONLY . "

Sera opened it in her dorm, the screen lighting up her face — and freezing her breath.

> Marraige contract

> Between:

> *The Velasquez Empire*

> &

> *The De León Conglomerate*

Terms. Timelines. Control.

Her name. His name.

Signed in ink and power.

Long before she ever walked into Aurora High.

Before Kairo ever knew her.

Before she even had a choice.

Her body went still.

A silence so loud it felt like thunder.

She stared at the words:

> *"Heir and heiress shall be wed by age 18 to preserve unity of assets and public image."*

A single tear threatened.

She blinked it back like poison.

Kairo wasn't just a threat anymore.

He was a **trap** she'd been born into.

The room felt smaller. Tighter.

Her breath sharper.

And yet…

A slow smile curved her lips.

> "So that's the game," she whispered.

She stood, fire in her chest, her voice deadly calm.

> "Let them crown me.

> I'll burn the whole kingdom down from the inside ."

> "I will tear down their fate and will slowly tear them" .

>"This relation is never meant to be ."