Vampire Queen : Fated Love

In the grand William mansion's south wing, Alia and Max sat in the elegantly decorated lounge, surrounded by the soft glow of sunlight streaming through tall windows.

Alia, as graceful and composed as ever, sipped her tea with a serene smile.

Her gentle demeanor often masked her sharp wit, but today, she was playing the role of the doting wife perfectly.

Max, seated across from her, leaned back in his chair with his usual commanding presence.

His deep voice filled the room as he began the conversation.

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"I've been thinking, Alia," he said, setting down his coffee cup.

"Tara and Rocky just had their ring ceremony, and it was a great success. But now that Josh has proposed to Sarah, why not take this opportunity to combine their wedding celebrations? A grand event for both Tara and Josh—it could be the party of the year. I better invite my client they will be happy "

Alia's eyes lit up as she considered his words.

"That's a wonderful idea, Max," she replied, her tone sweet and agreeable.

"A double wedding would certainly be a spectacle. It would also strengthen our family's standing. Two of our children married in one magnificent event."

Max smirked, clearly pleased with her agreement.

"Exactly. I want this to be an event that people talk about for years to come. Something worthy of the William family name."

Alia placed her teacup down delicately and leaned forward, her voice soft but earnest.

"But, Max, we must tread carefully. While Tara and Rocky's marriage is natural progression, Josh's proposal to Sarah was quite sudden. Are you sure Sarah is the right match for him? You know how impulsive Josh can be."

Max waved a dismissive hand.

"Impulsive or not, he's chosen her. Besides, Sarah seems like a charming young woman, and Josh appears completely smitten. As long as she knows how to handle him, I see no issue."

Alia smiled faintly, though a shadow of doubt flickered in her eyes.

"If you're confident, then I'll support it. But we must ensure Sarah is prepared for this life. Being part of this family comes with its challenges."

Max nodded, his expression growing serious.

"True, but I've observed her over the past weeks. She's handled herself well. And let's not forget, Alia, this isn't just about the weddings. It's about solidifying alliances and fortifying the family's position. Josh's union with Sarah could bring benefits we haven't even considered yet."

Alia arched an elegant brow, intrigued.

"Benefits, you say? Do you know something I don't?"

Max chuckled.

"Let's just say I have a hunch. Josh's interests have always been... unconventional. But with Sarah by his side, I believe he'll settle down and focus on what's important."

Alia nodded thoughtfully, then glanced toward the large window, where the sprawling gardens stretched out.

"If that's your vision, Max, then we should begin preparations immediately. A double wedding will require meticulous planning. The guest list alone will be enormous."

Max leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Leave that to me. I'll ensure the best decorators, chefs, and musicians are hired. This will be a celebration befitting the William name."

Alia couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm.

"I'll handle the finer details—florals, themes, and seating arrangements. And of course, we'll need to coordinate with Sarah and Tara to ensure their preferences are incorporated."

Max rose from his seat, a look of determination on his face.

"Good. I'll make some calls and start arranging the venue. Perhaps the main hall at the estate will suffice, or should we go for something more extravagant? Maybe an outdoor wedding in the gardens, with lanterns and fireworks to close the evening?"

Alia stood as well, placing a reassuring hand on his arm.

"Let's keep it elegant but not excessive. Extravagance can overshadow the intimacy of the moment. Remember, this is about celebrating Tara and Josh's unions, not just making a statement."

Max nodded, appreciating her wisdom.

"As always, your perspective is invaluable, Alia."

She smiled warmly, her eyes softening.

"And as always, I'll ensure everything runs smoothly. You focus on the big picture, Max. I'll handle the rest."

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The two shared a brief but meaningful moment of understanding.

Despite their differing approaches, they were a formidable team when it came to family matters.

As they began discussing further details—the dates, the attire, and the guest list—Alia's mind briefly wandered.

While she supported Max's grand vision, her instincts told her to keep an eye on Sarah.

Something about the girl didn't sit right with her. But for now, she pushed those thoughts aside.

The William family's reputation depended on unity and strength, and this double wedding would be a testament to that.

Whether or not Sarah truly belonged in their world, Alia was determined to ensure the event went off without a hitch.

But again she infrom Leo so he could prepare his daughter for marriage.

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Alia decided to visit Josh's room.

She felt it was important to share the news of the grand party with her son personally.

The announcement of the double wedding should be a joyous occasion, after all.

When she arrived, the door was slightly ajar.

Inside, she saw Josh lounging on his bed, chatting with George, who sat stiffly in the chair by the desk.

George's demeanor was unusually subdued, and there was a noticeable tension in the air.

Alia stepped inside with her characteristic grace, her smile radiant.

"Josh, George, what are you two up to?"

Josh jumped up, his face lighting up.

"Mom! We're just talking about... uh... stuff." He scratched the back of his head, looking sheepish.

George, on the other hand, avoided eye contact and fidgeted with the hem of his jacket.

Something about his posture struck Alia as odd, almost as if he were nervous—or even frightened.

Deciding to lighten the mood, Alia said cheerfully,

"Well, I have wonderful news for you, Josh. We're planning a huge party—a celebration like no other. Your marriage to Sarah and Tara's marriage to Rocky will be the highlight of the year. what you think? Nice idea."

Josh's eyes widened, tears of happiness glistening as he stood up.

"Really, Mom? You're serious?"

Alia nodded, her smile warm.

"Of course, darling. Your father and I want this to be perfect for you and Tara. It's not every day we get to celebrate two weddings in the family."

Josh beamed with excitement, practically bouncing on his feet.

"This is amazing! Sarah's going to love this!"

George, who had been silent, managed a faint smile.

He glanced at Josh and then at Alia, his unease temporarily replaced with a hint of happiness.

Alia turned to George, her voice gentle.

"And you, George? You'll be there, of course. It wouldn't be the same without you."

George nodded, his voice low but sincere.

"Yes, ma'am. I wouldn't miss it."

Alia gave him an approving nod, then excused herself, leaving the two friends to their conversation.

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When Alia returned to her room, she found it empty. Max had already left, likely to continue his preparations for the upcoming event.

She sighed, enjoying the brief solitude. The day had been eventful, and she needed a moment to gather her thoughts.

She sat on the edge of the bed, her mind wandering to the various tasks ahead.

But just as she began to relax, her phone buzzed on the bedside table.

Alia picked it up, her expression curious.

The screen displayed an unknown number. She hesitated for a moment before opening the message.

The contents made her heart race. The text was short but chilling:

"You think you can fool everyone with your sweet smile, Alia? The truth will come out soon, and when it does, your perfect little two face shit will crumble." 🅃🄴🅇🅃

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Her grip on the phone tightened as she read it again, anger bubbling to the surface.

Whoever had sent the message knew something—or was trying to rattle her.

Either way, it was a threat she couldn't ignore.

Alia's calm and composed exterior cracked as a storm of emotions swirled within her.

She stood abruptly, her eyes blazing with fury.

Her breathing grew heavy, and for the first time in years, her polished demeanor gave way to raw, unfiltered rage.

"How dare they..." she muttered under her breath, her voice trembling with anger.

"No one threatens my me. I am Alia, i am rich and powerful 🆆🅴🆁🅴🆆🅾🅻🅵 "

She began pacing the room, her mind racing.

Who could have sent this?

Was it connected to Sarah, to Max's business dealings, or perhaps to something from her own past?

Alia's thoughts turned dark as she vowed to uncover the sender's identity.

She wouldn't allow anyone to jeopardize the William family or their reputation.

Whoever it was, they had made a grave mistake in targeting her.

Her fury simmered as she sat back down, gripping the phone tightly.

The sweet, kind Alia was gone, replaced by a woman determined to protect her family at all costs—even if it meant facing the shadows of her own past.

The night stretched on, and as the mansion fell into silence, Alia remained awake, plotting her next move.