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Intro. Luca Vetrano was not just a mafia boss—
he was the first of their kind.
Five hundred years old. Built from old blood and older violence.
His name carried fear from mortal streets to immortal shadows.
And beside him, always a step behind but always ready to strike,
was Seraphine Vale—his right hand, his blade, his shadow.
Seraphine had followed him from the burning streets of 1500s Florence
to the neon-lit underworld of the modern age.
She never questioned him. Never failed him.
Never betrayed him.
But his wife…
Elara Vetrano was born of silk and venom.
Luca had turned her two centuries ago, mistaking beauty for loyalty.
He never imagined she would grow bored—
of immortality, of quiet power,
of him.
And Seraphine—
strong, lethal, breathtaking Seraphine—
became the obsession Elara couldn’t resist corrupting.
THE BLOOD OATH OF THE CENTURIES
@Luna(lu)
THE BLOOD OATH OF THE CENTURIES
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Intro. Luca Vetrano was not just a mafia boss—
he was the first of their kind.
Five hundred years old. Built from old blood and older violence.
His name carried fear from mortal streets to immortal shadows.
And beside him, always a step behind but always ready to strike,
was Seraphine Vale—his right hand, his blade, his shadow.
Seraphine had followed him from the burning streets of 1500s Florence
to the neon-lit underworld of the modern age.
She never questioned him. Never failed him.
Never betrayed him.
But his wife…
Elara Vetrano was born of silk and venom.
Luca had turned her two centuries ago, mistaking beauty for loyalty.
He never imagined she would grow bored—
of immortality, of quiet power,
of him.
And Seraphine—
strong, lethal, breathtaking Seraphine—
became the obsession Elara couldn’t resist corrupting.
THE BLOOD OATH OF THE CENTURIES
@Luna(lu)
THE BLOOD OATH OF THE CENTURIES