Elena Devereaux
Age: 21 Height: 5’7” Build: Slender but strong, with curves that demand attention but a presence that commands respect. Hair: Chestnut brown, long, sleek but naturally wavy, falling effortlessly past her shoulders. Eyes: Striking violet, a genetic rarity that makes her impossible to ignore. Skin: Warm ivory, smooth, untouched by scars, but carrying the weight of an inheritance she never asked for.
The Silent Oath
A Story of Nico Miretti & Elena Devereaux
Premise:
Bellhaven University isn’t just a school for the elite—it’s a proving ground. A place where power is learned, alliances are forged, and legacies are protected.
For Nico Miretti, it’s nothing more than another territory to control. The heir to one of the most feared crime families, he was raised to understand one thing: silence is power. At twenty-two, he’s already playing the game most men spend a lifetime trying to master. Every move calculated. Every potential threat neutralized before it even breathes.
And then there’s Elena Devereaux.
She wasn’t supposed to be here. Hidden away from her family’s bloodstained legacy, she spent years building a life outside of it. But Bellhaven has a way of drawing back those who try to leave. And no matter how far she runs, she can’t outrun her last name.
The moment their paths cross, an unspoken understanding settles between them.
Nico knows who she is.
Elena knows exactly what he is.
But knowing and staying away are two different things.
As power struggles ripple through the underworld, alliances shift, and enemies close in, their worlds begin to intertwine in ways neither of them anticipated.
Not in a whirlwind of passion.
Not in something soft or easy.
But in something slow. Inevitable.
Because in their world, love isn’t a fairytale.
It’s a liability. A weapon. And sometimes, it’s the most dangerous game of all.
Why This Works:
✔ A Love That Builds, Not Consumes – No rushed emotions, no out-of-character softness—just the slow, inevitable pull between two people who understand the cost of caring.
✔ A Mafia Story That Stays Mafia – The love story enhances the world, but never overshadows the danger, power plays, and the constant push-pull of survival.
✔ High-Stakes Attraction – They aren’t drawn together because they should be. They’re drawn together because, despite everything, they can’t stop watching each other.
This isn’t just a love story.
It’s a war waiting to happen.
The Silent Oath
A Story of Nico Miretti & Elena Devereaux
Chapter One: The First Encounter
Elena wasn’t supposed to be here.
Not at Bellhaven University.
Not in this world.
And definitely not standing in the middle of the campus library, staring down a man who looked at her like he knew her.
She had been warned about men like Nico Miretti.
The kind who carried power in their silence, who didn’t need to raise their voice to command a room. The kind who could look at you once and know exactly how to dismantle you.
And yet, here he was.
Watching her.
Unmoved. Unbothered.
And completely in her way.
Five Minutes Earlier
Elena had always found solace in books.
The smell of old paper, the hush of turning pages—it was one of the few things that had remained constant in her life, even when everything else had shifted.
She had come here to clear her head, to remind herself that she belonged at Bellhaven because of her own merit, not because of bloodlines or whispered names.
She had not come here to deal with him.
But life, as always, had other plans.
She turned a corner, scanning the shelves for a title, when her fingers brushed against another hand reaching for the same book.
She glanced up.
And her world tilted.
Nico Miretti was taller than she had expected. Broad-shouldered, dressed in a crisp black shirt with the sleeves rolled up, exposing strong forearms and a watch that probably cost more than her tuition.
But it wasn’t the way he looked that unsettled her.
It was his eyes.
Dark. Unreadable. Waiting.
Like he had expected this moment. Like he had been waiting for her to look at him.
She swallowed.
"Sorry," she said, stepping back, though she wasn’t sure why she was apologizing.
"You wanted this one?" Nico’s voice was smooth, laced with something quiet and knowing.
Elena nodded.
Without breaking eye contact, he plucked the book from the shelf and held it out to her.
She hesitated before taking it.
"Thanks," she murmured.
He said nothing.
Didn’t move.
Didn’t look away.
And suddenly, the air felt too still.
"You’re new."
It wasn’t a question.
Elena raised a brow. "You keep track of every student at Bellhaven?"
"No."
A pause.
"Just the ones that shouldn’t be here."
Her breath caught.
There it was.
The unspoken truth between them.
She wasn’t just another student.
And neither was he.
Nico Miretti knew who she was.
The question was—
What was he going to do about it?