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**** What once was a deep love... "The pleasure is mine, Lord Elijah. Your company is equally delightful. It's not often one encounters such a refined conversationalist." An unbreakable bond... "Well, well, what brings a distinguished lord to this clandestine meeting?" Shattered!! However what happened if they meet again? Maria swore on vengeance... but was she ever prepared to meet him? "and YOU! Y-YOU DARE TRY AND SHOW YOUR FACE HERE!" **** The dimly lit room was heavy with the residue of passion, tangled sheets bearing witness to the storm that had passed. Maria de la Correll lay on Lucien's bed, idly playing with her raven-black hair, her eyes tracing patterns on the ceiling. Her lips curved into a sly smile as she broke the silence. "As much as I enjoyed our little... rendezvous, I'm fairly certain you didn't call me here just for that," she remarked in a tone dripping with sarcasm. .... ***** "Ever since we learned about the sire bond and how one Mikaelson's death could wipe out the entire sireline, we've been searching for a way to break it. And we might have found something." "It went as expected as well... Elijah, as usual, trying to be so pure and controlling," Lucien began, gauging the bath's temperature with a casual hand. "Elijah did ask about you, though." ****
Chapter 1
