LOGINKAITLYNI watch the new maid assigned to me as she packs up a bag for me. The first time I saw her, I was quite shocked to find someone who strikingly resembled me. I believe that was why Nikolai chose her. I still don't know her name, but she already knows everything about me. She doesn't behave like the cold, loyal dogs of Nikolai. She behaves quite differently.“What's your name?" I ask the tall, beautiful, black-haired lady. She straightens up and turns to face me with a pretty smile on her face."Diana, ma'am,” she bows.I sigh and lean back into the chair I am sitting in, watching her suspiciously.It is funny that this innocent-looking girl will turn out to be a vicious spy sent by Nikolai to watch every step I take around Ana’s house.I managed to convince the bastard that I won't need his bodyguard to come with me. I know he is setting a trap that he knows I'll fall into, but I don't care.I will see Giovanni tonight, no matter what it takes."Ma'am?” I look up at the maid, r
KAITLYNNikolai made everyone in the restaurant leave the moment we entered. Now we're the only ones in here.The place feels so suffocating that I can hardly breathe or eat the tasteless macaroni in front of me.My hands are clammy, and my belly won't stop churning whenever I hear his satisfied groan. I wish I could stab his neck with the fork in my hand and stop a single sound from escaping his lips.“You aren't eating, mi amor,” he mutters, and my heart drops.I tear my glare away from his face and slowly return to reality."I am,” I mumble and scoop some macaroni.He leans closer, narrowing his eyes over me in suspicion."You look sick,” he mutters.My chest tightens in rage, and I grip the fork tightly.He is acting like he isn't the reason why I'm looking this dead and pale.“I am fine," I mutter, not looking up.I can still feel his eyes on me, piercing through me to find out what the problem is.“You don't like the place?" he inquires and clicks his tongue.How does the devil
KAITLYN I slowly turn around, my eyes wide in horror and my belly clenching in pain and rage.“What?" I gasp.That sly smirk is tugged at the corner of his lips as always. He begins to descend the stairs, his hands stuck in his pants pockets.“You said you'd clear the debts if I married you!" I growl in anger.He straightens the cuffs of his shirt even though it doesn't need the effort. He looks up at me, shoulders shrugging.“I said I will clear the debts if you stay with me for a year, didn't you read the contracts well?" I scoff loudly, my chest tightening.He gets to where I am standing and grips my chin, earning a horrified gasp from me. My belly is in chaos and I am struggling to breathe with the way he is staring down at me with those devilish eyes."You will not just have those loan sharks after you, but your father's name will be ruined, and if there is anything left of the old man's wealth, it will be given to your stepmother and her daughter…” he pauses and lets the words
KAITLYN I jerk up from a bed again but this time, it isn't the uncomfortable hospital bed. It is softer and larger.I slowly look around the room I am in and my heart clenches when I realize where I am.I am back in that haunted house of a devil. Trapped and caged just like in my dreams.I grip the white sheets surrounding me, my teeth sinking into the bottom of my lips.The guilt and anger are back, and this time, I won't hesitate to take his life. I slowly get down from the bed, wincing as pain shoots through my body.I am still trembling from pain and the dream has also added to it.I don't want to believe Philippe is gone. That can't be possible.I take in a deep breath and grab the doorknob then slowly pull the door open.I poke my head out and stare at the empty hallway.The house is just as silent as it used to be but I know everyone is in the house.I need to get out of here first. I can't spend another minute under the roof, knowing that bastard killed my friend.Philippe wa
KAITLYN “Hey, Kaitlyn, wake up," I hear a voice whisper into my ear as I lie still and almost dead.Why did the voice sound so familiar? Why does it remind me of him?"Kaitlyn?” My eyes slowly open, not because I am strong enough but because I want to be sure it is who I think it is.And just like I hoped, it turns out to be true. It is Philippe standing over me with a warm smile on his face.“Philippe!" I gasp loudly as I stare wide-eyed at him. Am I dreaming?!I hope I am not. I hope this is true. I hope I am not dreaming."Wake up, princess, you've slept enough,” he says. I gasp again and grab the sheets, sitting up on the bed.He doesn't move from where he is standing as he stares at me and his smile… his smile looks fake and practiced.No, this is not true. Philippe is real, and that's it. I shake my head, shaking off the negative thoughts planting doubts in my head.“How are you feeling?" He asks, narrowing his eyes over my pale body with concern scribbled across his face."
KAITLYN “Philippe!” My eyes fly open, and light pierces into them. I throw my head to the side and groan loudly as pain shoots through my body.“You're awake," someone whispers beside me, and my body stiffens.I slowly turn my head to the side, my heart sinking in my belly when my eyes fall on Nikolai's face.“Philippe, where is Philippe?" I ask, my voice trembling.His lips slant, and his eyes glitter in what seems to be happiness. But the happiness isn't there because I am alive and awake but because of the question I asked.“Dead. If you care so much, you can join him," he mutters, and my heart stops beating for a minute.My jaw drops, and my heart races as shock sparks through me.The beeping from the monitor increases and goes faster.He purses his lips and flicks his eyes towards the monitor, looking unbothered."This is not how people die," he mutters.I hold my breath and burst out into a whimper when I can't hold in the pain anymore.The scene of the car that ran into his a
KAITLYNMy eyes widen, and a horrified gasp escapes my lips as the lights in the dimly lit hall come on. The things that are hanging on the wall have turned out to be butchered bodies of people, and the walls are stained with blood. Freaking real blood! I feel something crawl on my skin, and my thr
NIKOLAII walk back into the clubhouse, scanning the room until my eyes fall on Tom and Kaitlyn. She is chattering away with a glass of whiskey swinging in her hand. Don't tell me that fucking bastard made her drink?I sigh loudly and begin to make my way to them, pushing the crazy clubbers out of
KAITLYNI jerk up from the bed, breathing heavily.I groan loudly and grip my banging head. It feels like someone is knocking several nails into my head, and I can't stop the raging fire burning up my body from inside. My eyes are heavy and filled with pain, and my throat feels so sore.My head is
KAITLYN I can feel my heart sink into the pit of my belly as the door pulls open and his footsteps fill the living room I am in.I pull my legs together and rub my trembling hands, daring not to look up. The choking scent of his cologne, the eerie sound of his footsteps, and the irritating yet co







