Chapter 163 Peace

• The heavy, suffocating cloud that had hung over the Alessandro estate for months finally lifted, replaced by a cool, silent clarity. The palace, once a labyrinth of trapdoors and hidden cameras, felt like a home again. Adonis and Fenrir were back, standing tall in the light of the high arched windows, their long silver and dark hair catching the morning sun.
• They were finally free from all the threats and blackmail. The digital ghost of Vespera had been exorcised, her devices wiped into oblivion. The iron collars were gone, leaving only faint, fading marks that served as a private map of a war they had survived together.
• In the gardens, Fenrir was back to Sophie. He held her with a desperate, newfound tenderness, cherishing the simple purity of her laugh in a way he never had before. And this time, Adonis did not object. The toxic jealousy that had once fueled his every move had been burned away in the fires of their shared humiliation. He watched them from the balcony, not with rage, but with a quiet, somber acceptance. He finally understood that Sophie’s happiness wasn't a threat to his bond with her; it was the only thing that made their survival worth it.